Derillo One-Shots

I'll Never Leave You Alone Again

(Warning: Violence, Rape, Swearing. :O)

Danny's P·O·V

I sighed softly as I stood up. "I think I'm gonna go home now." I said giving them a small smile. The guys all nodded and before I could walk out the door Jorel grabbed me and pulled me into a quick hug. "Be careful out there okay? It's dark. If ya need anything call us. But text me when you make it home." he whispered to me. I swear I felt his lips against my cheek.. I day dream to much. I nodded when he pulled away. "Okay, I will." I said now walking out again. It was pretty dark now, and by the studio it was always so spooky in the night. You never know what gangs might jump you in this area.

Just like now when I felt a shove. "Hey look, the fuckboy." a voice sneered. I knew it was Aron, that's the name he basically gave me along with his fans who like him better. I sighed and decided to ignore the guy.

"Hey you fucking faggot. Why are you ignoring me?" He snarled.

Don't listen to him...
Don't listen..
Don't...

"What are you to much of a pussy to face me when I'm talking to you? Now why the fuck would they replace me with a weak ass fuckboy that cant do anything. Fucking pussy, making all these songs with those fags 'bout gettin' girls. Hell I'll believe they can get 'em but you.. You're a wimp." He laughed. I heard other laugh around him,

why does that hurt? Why am I so damn sensitive? I swear I can feel the tears escaping from my eyes.

"Shut up.. J-Just leave me alone.." I said weakly trying to walk again until I felt myself get shoved to the floor making me let out a cry. "Who the fuck do you think you are? Telling me what to do. Ha. You think you can make a diss 'bout me with those gay fuckers. Huh? Think again bitch!" Aron growled and grabbed my hair and yanked me up.

"Think you'll get away with this without a punishment? You're damn wrong mister fuckboy." He shoved me against the wall.

Everything was moving to fast, the pain..

Next thing you know my clothes were being pulled off, every part of my body now being exposed except for my boxers, I started to cry. No one can hear me, will they? I'm not too far from the studio.

"GUY--" I was immediately quiet after I felt something, no, no.

No..
This can't be happening..

I let out cries of pain. "S-stop!" I yelled out. Aron continued.. Pushing into me.. The worl was falling down. I didn't like this, not one bit. This felt terrible, no pleasure. It hurt, everything hurt.

This can't..

I immediately broke down. Sobs now, sobs. This is..

Rape..

Happening to me.. I can't..

Jorel's P·O·V

I frowned as I stared at my phone. It's been at least thirty minutes and Danny hasn't called or even texted me. This had me worrying, he always did whenever someone told them to because he hated worrying others.

"Try and text him." George said seeing the obvious worry in my eyes. I nodded.

Me: hey Dan, u ok? U didnt call

After about a few minutes he still didn't answer. I frowned and tried to call him, only to recieve a voicemail.

"Danny here-"

"AND JOREL!!"

"Sorry if I didn't answer, either I'm asleep, working with my besties-"