Addison's POV
Oh Jesus Christ my head hurts... "Sophie." I mumbled. No response. I grabbed my pillow and threw it at Sophie's head.
"What. What... is? Why? " She mumbled quietly. I couldn't understand her too well, because she started mumbling random things.
"My head..." I groaned. She immediately got out of bed and staggered over to my bed.
"Oh fuck..." She whispered.
"Language!!" I grumbled. "What's wrong?"
"Erm... your head is sort of gushing blood... but don't panic!!" She said, grabbing me and carrying me to the infirmary. "FUCK. EVERYONE'S ASLEEP. Wait right here, I'm gonna go get JJ, he'll know what to do. "
"Wait, Sophie don't leave me! Please!" I cried out. My head hurt so bad, why would I care about dignity?
"I'll be right back. I don't know what to do! I have to get JJ." She answered, running back outside.
Oh god, what if she doesn't come back?? What if I die of blood loss right here?? Oh Jesus... I don't want to die alone.
I laid there, shaking, for what felt like hours.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!! GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF ME YOU FILTHY PRICKS. ADDISON GET AWAY FROM HERE. AD, RUN! NO YOU STOP." Sophie yelled from outside the door. I glanced out the window and saw a man put a rag in her mouth, tie her up, and throw her in the back of a pickup truck.
What do I do what do I do what do I do....
I hurriedly got up and wrapped cloth around my head, and then I made the stupidest decision I've ever made. I ran out the door, straight into the man that threw her, "WHAT WAS THAT?? GET AWAY FROM HERE AND GIVE ME MY FRIEND BACK, DICK." I screamed, kicking him right in the balls. Nice shot Addison... He rolled over in agony, and I raced towards the truck.
"Sophie, are you okay?" I asked, helping her get untied.
"Addison, get out of here. I'll be okay, they're here for you, go!!!" She mumbled, obviously in an extreme amount of pain.
"I can't just leave you here, you're hurt!"
"GO!" She cried. "Go or they'll kill us both."
I shook my head, and then I noticed how much it hurt again. Shit. Definitely not good.
"ADDISON!" She screamed.
Next thing I know, a man is on top of me, choking me. I struggled to breathe, and everything started going black.
"Wait, we want her alive." Someone yelled from the front of the truck. The man smiled at me and put his face way too close to mine.
"Guess it's your lucky day, sweet cheeks." He mumbled, trying to be sexy I think. But honestly, if your breath smells that bad, it's pretty unlikely that you'll be successful.
I was completely pinned down, and I was unable to escape. The man decided to reach his hands up my shirt and touch my hips. He smiled at me, and licked his lips. Fucking creep.
I squirmed and tried to scream, but no sound would come out. He laid right on top of me, still groping all over me, and whispered in my ear, "You should've listened to her."
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I assume you guys are used to my writing by now, it goes from happy to sad to creepy to fucking messed up. For that, I apologize. I also apologize because these next few chapters are going to be pretty creepy and/or badly written, because frankly they make me uncomfortable, but I write them anyway because they... work?? Yes, they're weird and messed up, so I apologize beforehand for that. But thank you for reading this anyway and supporting me every step of the way!! You guys are amazing!
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