Dirty
Loreen struggles with life, like most teenagers. But unlike a lot of other teenagers, her father is abusive, sexually and physically. It really gets to Loreen but it isn't like she can do anything about it, she has no other family except for...
After Lor grabbed her phone, her face got red. She looked angry. I don't know what the text she got was, but it must be bad.
"What is it?" I ask her. She doesn't answer me. Instead, she hands me her phone and I read the message. I read the message that says it is from Emily. I don't understand why she is throwing so much hate at me. I never did anything wrong to her. She talks about me like I am a fuckboy. It almost seems like she is trying to ruin my life. She is trying to ruin my relationship.
I look at Loreen. She is giving me a look. She looks confused. "You know I am not like that Lor. You know it. I wouldn't do that. Please don't believe that," I beg.
"I know it isn't true. I know. I forgot that you didn't know about what she has planned. Gray told you that she would pick you over him. But what he didn't tell you, he told me, is that she wants to hook up with you. She told Grayson that she wants to be with you, but I got in the way. She was just trying to make you jealous at first, but it didn't work so she is going to just plain out try to sleep with you. She said that she is going to do whatever it takes, even if she has to get through me. This is her way to try to get past me. I don't like the bitch. I know that you aren't like that. I love you," she says.
I mentally sigh. I thought that she thought that I was a fuckboy. I can't lose her. I love Loreen and she loves me. I give her phone back to her. She sits back on her pillows.
She looks so cute just sitting there being herself that I just want to kiss her. I want to do more than that, but I can't since she is on her period. So I just kiss her. I lean forward and hover above her. I slowly put my lips on hers and press myself closer. She moves closer to me and pulls me tighter to her. We kiss for a while until she finally pulls back.
"You know that I want you right now and you kissing me like that didn't make me less horny," she says, smiling.
"Sorry?" I say, laughing.
Grayson walks into the room, then. "What are you guys laughing about?" he asks.
Loreen's P.O.V.
"Ahh. Nothing," Ethan says.
"I have a really bad headache. . . " I say. Ethan volunteers to go get me some pain relievers.
He gets up. He leans over and kisses me forehead. "I'll be back in about 3 minutes," he says. He walks out of the room and I look at Gray.
"What do you want?" I ask him, nicely.
"Uh. Emily is posting things on Twitter and Snapchat saying some pretty mean things," he says.
I grab my phone and get on snapchat. I check Emily's story. She has a picture of the floor saying: Dumb bitch needs to back up. She doesn't know who is dealing with.
The next one is a picture of her in a dark room saying: tbh? It wasn't really rumors. trust me I was her best friend.
The next one is just a plain dark picture saying: can you tell me how it was to fuck your own daddy? i wouldn't know.
Next one is a picture of her saying: You are so sick. you literally make me want to fall off the face of the planet. smh. you're nasty.
The last one is a picture of her bedroom door saying: who fucks their family. that is just nasty. ew.
I am furious. This bitch knows the truth. My father forced me to do things. Things that I can't talk about to the one person I care most about. Ethan doesn't know what he did to me because I can't talk about it. It kills me and I didn't want to live. I tried multiple times to kill myself, but it never worked. I have scars all over my legs. This bitch knows the truth, but she is twisting it.
I decide to take it a step further.
I take a picture of my floor and write: Friends? haha what one's. they are all fake
I take another of my floor and write: can you tell me how it was to fuck the whole school. i wouldn't know.
Another of the floor saying: go ahead and fall off the face of the planet. do you see anyone crying? damn, didn't think so.
She wants to tell my secrets, I can too. She told me something in the hospital. I take a picture of my empty bed saying: Hmm. I am the nasty one, but yet am I the one who gave a dozen of people STD's. Hmm...
I set my phone down. Grayson starts laughing. He looks at me. I guess he saw my story.
"Damn, Lor. Want to take another step. I haven't got my revenge on her yet," he says.
"Whatcha got?" I ask him.
"She sent me her nudes," he says.
"Yes. Just yes," He sends the picture to me and I put it on my story saying: Ew. You're nasty. I post it and Grayson starts laughing.
This isn't even the start. I have got something planned for school tomorrow.
Ethan walks in the room with two pills. He gives them to me and I put them in my mouth and swallow them with my Coke. I fill Ethan in on what happened. I told him to check her story first and then to check mine. He laughed, but it seemed forced. I start to get tired.
Grayson sees that and he says he is going to go to bed. I lay down on my pillows. Ethan lays next to me. I lay my head on his chest and start to drift off into sleep.
Ethan's P.O.V.
I can tell that she fell asleep. I don't know why, but I don't like what happened. Loreen put some really bad things about her on Snapchat. Granted, Emily did too and she started it but still. Emily was pretty mean. I don't know why I feel like I should protect Emily. I want to protect Loreen. I should be. None of this seems right. I don't understand why I feel this way. Emily was a bitch. She deserved what she got. But why do I feel so guilty?
Quick lil note
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I am sorry that this wasn't up sooner. I updated earlier but Wattpad was being dumb so it didn't save of upload right so I am sorry.
And I have a question about their new video that they posted today: Did anyone else cry? Because I did.
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