I Probably Shouldn't Have Pimp Slapped You

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Luna

I hear screams on the other side of the wall. More specifically Aidan's room. I my body trembles with fear. I quickly get up, and exit my room. I shakily place my hand on the doorknob to Aidan's room. I slowly twist it, then fling the door open, I look at a trail of clothing that leads to her bed, where there is a terrified naked Aidan, and a naked Harold. He is in mid rape. I've never been so angry and scared for my sister. He said he would hurt her. But not like this.

I scream and lunge towards him, but he just pushes me away.

"Get away from her!" I scream. He just looks up and me malevolently. "What do you suppose you'll do if I don't."

"I-I... I'll spill... I'll tell Gena your name!" His face twists with anger. He suddenly stops messing with Aidan and walks over to me. He pushes me to the wall, holding my hands to my sides,

"B-Back Off." He holds a hand up to his ear. "What was that? I couldn't quite hear you." I slap him with my free hand, causing him to stubble backwards.

"I said back the fuck off!" I yell. He looks back up, smiling creepily.

"You're much more feistier than Aidan-Marie... I like that." He shove me up against the wall again, this time forcefully kissing me. I keep my lips squished shut, but he steps on my foot, causing me to gasp, and allowing him to explore my mouth with his tongue. I squeak angrily, then clamp down on his tongue, I would've expected blood to fill my mouth, but it didn't. I've seen him take a bullet before with no blood spilling out of the wound.

He groans and steps back, no longer looking at me eagerly, this time angrily.

"You liddle mudder thucker!" I can tell his tongue has began to painfully swell, "You thoudn't have done that." He grins evilly. He steps towards me, and I make a run towards the door. But with a move of his hand it slams shut, and locks. I look over to Aidan who, now has on underwear, and is curled into a ball, sobbing. I'd be sobbing too if I were her. I keep turning and stepping backward until I am cornered.

I began to tremble once again. I slide down the wall, only to be pulled up by Harold. He laughs menacingly, then pulls out the blade. I twist, turning him to the wall.

"Liddle baby's got powah." He laughs. I go to punch him, but he only grabs my hand and slices one of my knuckles. I scream in pain. He pushes me to the ground, I scream helplessly. Mikey and Ray soon appear in the doorway. Their eyes grow wide whenever they see Aidan.

But they don't distract Harold. He continues to yell things at me, I stand up weakly, Harold only pushes me back down causing me to hit my head hardly on the wall. I groan, and he just laughs and steps back in pride. I begin crying, out of pain and fear. I feel someone pick me up and hug me tightly. I open my eyes, and everything is tinted with red.

"Did I hurt the wittle baby?" Harold sings. I just ignore him.

"You need little fro boy to save you?" He chuckles. Fro boy?

I look at the person in front of me, and it'd Ray. He's hugging me, trying to calm me down. I decide to taunt him.

"You jealous, Harry?" I croak.

"J-Jealous, of fro boy?!" He laughs. "Trust me honey. I can have you anytime I want you." Suddenly, I begin to loose consciousness.

"Fuck! Go get Patrick!" Is all I hear before my body goes limp.

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Hay again, this chapter would've been longer, but I kind of have a little bit of writers block. It sucks, I want to update some of my own stories, but I can't... Anyway, hope ya liked it!

-ベサニー (Bethany)

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