The sound of my heels clicking against the cold floor was probably the only thing i wanted to hear after what Harry had said to me. Hes blaming me for this? How dare he!!
I trusted him and he just threw it right back in my face.
Up ahead i could hear the beat of the music. Even though i wasnt framiliar with this place, i knew where to look for a good house party, and generally people dont care if they know you or not.
I see a house up ahead and walk down the walkway. I see people staring at me, this was a rich party, if ya know what i mean, i go to street parties, this is not my thing. And i wasnt dressed for this either but whatever.
I just walk through the door and emidiatly i feel the tension. Everyone stops and stares. Hod people im jist dressing differently, its not like im.an alien. But the way they were staring at me, felt like something wasnt right. But i thought i was just being oaranoid.
All.of a sudden the music stops. Huh!?
"Oi look we have a street kid!!" said one of the guys. Shit. Thats me.
"And a hot street kid! Damn!!" god can they be any more ignorant.
I start walking out when
"Hey bitch! Get back here!!" says one of the girls, she has a pink flowy dress with champane in her hand..god.
Her and a group of girls came up to me.
"Let us have her first then you guys can have her!" says the girls.
Oh shit, one or two, i can take but not all 15 of them.
"Hey come on, i'll just leave." now normally if it was one or two girls i would be a total bitch, but im not stupid, i know i cant take all these people.
Before i know it about 4 of them are on top of me dragging me very aggressivly out the house.
"Lets go to the park" says a girl in a yellow dress.
They drag me all the way from the house to the park with me kicking and screaming for them to stop, these girls are actually strong.
They drop me near a park bench.
"Stand up bitch!" said one of the girls.
I slowly got up, the bruises and cuts hurt alot and blood dripping from them.
All of a second im back on the ground with an indescribable pain and they start kicking me all over, screaming horrible things at me, and ripping my hair out, punching my face. Im nearly out cold from all the pain, my body cant handle it, i stopped screaming a bit ago, it hurt to much. They gave me one last punch.
It had been about 15 minutes, and i couldnt get up, it was like i was a china doll and someone smashed me on the ground. All over hurt. I thought it was over, and then i hear about 2 beats of peoples feet and then im being ripped from the ground and thrown against the wall.
I barley open my swelled up eyes to find two of the guys from the party.
"Hey there beautiful." he said stroking my cheek, i was too lazy to fight back.
I was able to move my face though, and he came back with a hard punch to the jaw.
"Let it happen babe..." he says as he runs his hand down to my croch area. And thats all i remember.
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The Pretty Reckless
FanfictionBethany Styles. A girl who just wants someone to love her, to help her out of the horror she calls her life. Always being close to Harry, never worrying about anything. All that changes when her only friend, her brother leaves for X-Factor. Now Be...