I stepped outside of the party. Why did I ever sneak out. Eth was right when he said it was just a bunch of horny addicts. And now he's in the apartment snuggled up in bed and I'm outside a low key sex club. Good job Grayson. Good. Fucking. Job. And I can't even remember which way I come from. And (y/n) knows LA a lot better then me. I didn't wanna worry eth so I called (y/n), hoping she was awake. "Hey baby. Are you okay" she asked. "Im actually kinda lost in LA rn" I said shyly. "What? Are you hurt? Actually, I don't care. I'm coming rn, babe. Where are you" she asked, panicking. "Um, club 18" I mumbled. "I don't know where that is. Can you read a street sign" she asked, anxiously. "Yeah, baby. I'm gonna hang up so I can use my phone as a flashlight to see the sign. I'll call you and tell you" I promised. "I love you always" she said. I smiled, "always" I repeated, hanging up.
I pulled up (y/n)'s contact as u repeated the street name in my head to tell her. "HEY" I heard a guy yelled. I turned around as I was punched and dragged, my hands bound behind me.
I looked around the damp alley, sitting against the Brick wall with dictate over my mouth as the guys went through my stuff. "Oh, look. Preppy boys phone" one cooed. "Look at this contacts. "My princess. With a crown emoji" he howled. I straggled, begging for them not to hurt her. But they just laughed at my muffled screams. I felt a tear run down my cheek as he text her. "Come to the alley off sixth street babe with a heart emoji" he snickered, pressing send. I struggled and sobbed.
"Grayson. Gray" I heard her soft voice yell. The guys snickered and looked around the corner to see her. I tried to scream but it was muffled. I kicked and pulled till my wrists were glowing with blisters and rope burns. My throat was scratchy and I couldn't stop crying. I heard her scream and jerked trying to help her. They tossed her in the alley and she tumbled in. She looked up scared and started trying to crawl away. I pulled and screamed. She looked at me. She has a bloody lip and a cut across her cheek. She scurried to me and rest her fore head against mine. That's when I noticed another dark purple bruise on her jaw. I screamed in anger and fought against the ropes. Just then one of the guys jerked her back and pinned her against a wall. He pinned her and shelf her face, squishing her cheeks. "How much you think she'll sell for" he cackled. She started fighting back and he kneed her stomach. I screamed as she whimpered and collapsed. "Got something to say" one of the three guys asked, taking off my tape. "Don't lay a hand on her" I growled, struggling. He smiled and pinned her again. She screamed as put tape over her mouth. "No" I yelled, fighting harder. He started taking off her oversized hoodie. She Kicked him but he slammed her against the wall. "Don't fight. No one wants a broken sex toy" he growled.
YOUR POV (flashback)
"He's where" Ethan asked over the phone. "Some club" I huffed, getting into my car. "Look, I'll pick him up and take him back to your place okay?" You reasoned with his protective brother. "Fine. But if your not back in 40 minutes, I'm coming" he sighed
YOUR POV (present)
'He'll never get here in time' you thought. gloomily. You swiped your foot under your molesters, tripping him. You ran out of the alley and ripped of your tape. "HELP. HELP. PLEASE. ETHAN. HELP" you screamed flailing around. You were dragged back into the alley roughly. You sobbed as you were thrown beside gray. He attempted to snuggle you by leaning over. You clutched on to gray. "Always" you whispered. "Always" he mumbled. The guy jerked you up again and threw you in the ground. You whimpered and tried to protect yourself. "No. Please stop" he begged, crying
