Chapter 42

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*The next night*

Emma's POV

"TY WHAT THE FUCK IS UP YOUR ASS?! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG!" You screamed at Ty. You honestly don't know what his problem was.

"YOU DROVE THE CAR!" He yelled back.

"SO?!? YOU DRIVE IT ALL THE TIME! AND SO DOES DYLAN!"

"What about me? Dude why are going all sour wolf?" Dylan interjects.

"DUDE SHE DROVE THE FREAKING CAR!" Ty said/yelled to Dylan. Not because he was mad at Dylan just because he was mad in general.

"WHAT'S SO FUCKING BAD ABOUT DRIVING THE CAR!?!?!" You yelled at Ty again.

"DO YOU NOT EVEN REALIZE THAT YOUR ONLY 16 AND THAT'S ILLEGAL!?!" Ty said.

"OH YEAH BECAUSE I BET YOU WERE SOOOOOOOOO FUCKING PERFECT WHEN YOU WERE 16 WEREN'T YOU?!?!"

"First of all, stop with the swearing. Second of all, go to your room and stay there until I say otherwise." Ty said calmly.

"Fuck that shit." You said as you started walking towards the front door. "I'm levaing. I'll be back for 1... ish." And with that you left.

You walked out of the house with no clue of where you were going. You made sure to start running the second you closed the door because knowing Ty, he would probably go looking for you.

You had walked around for about 30 minutes and you were totally lost.

You had passed this bar with people spilling out of it. You heard guys whistling and calling out things like 'hey baby' and stuff like that. That's when you realized that they weren't as far away as you though.

'Just keep walking and don't turn around. Just walk a bit faster.' You thought to your self. It seemed like they were catching up to you. You were pretty scared.

Eventually one of the guys grabbed you fron your waist and dragged you into a dark alley. You were screamed but the guy had his hand covering your mouth so it was very very muffled. As you were screaming and praying that Ty or Dylan or someone would come and save you, the guy's friends were laughing at that fact that you though you had chance of getting out of this.

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