Dirty
Lynn, Grayson, and Ethan have all been best friends since they were babies back in New Jersey. Nothing changed after the twins and Lynn moved to California. Things start to change two years later as Lynn gets more curves and Grayson can't help...
(for those who didn't understand, Kyce drugged her when he gave her something to drink)
Lynn's P.O.V.
It was terrible. Everything was so hot. I pushed and shoved but it didn't effect him. He continued to undress me. I kicked and kicked and I guess I got him in the balls. His fist connected with my face multiple times. I didn't feel the blows and I lost count.
He gathered my hair in his hands and pulled as he put himself inside of me. I couldn't feel anything except skin on skin. His hands untangled from my hair and gripped parts of my body. Everything was so hot except his hands. His hands were as cool as ice. As cold as his heart.
As much as I wanted to hate him in this moment, my body couldn't. I couldn't stop laughing, I realized. He continued to thrust deeper and deeper until he was pleased and he left me. He told me not to go anywhere.
I hurried as I found my favorite tank top that was now ripped but still able to wear and my jeans that were the same way. I didn't care about my bra or underwear as I picked up my purse and stumbled out of his house.
I was going to have to walk. It was an hour drive here. I walked for about a half hour until I couldn't go any further. Whatever he gave me was wearing off and I was in a LOT of pain. I car pulled up to me.
"You need a ride?" A girl with blond hair asks me. I continue to stare at her. Her hair is so blond it is almost white and she looks like a tomboy. She looks nice. She gets out of her car and helps me up. She helps me in the car.
"Where are we heading?" she asks nicely.
"You are a nice person," I mumble quietly. "My place." And then I pass out.
Blonde Girl's P.O.V.
She passes out and I don't know what to do. I don't know where to take her. This girl has been stumbling around for the last 15 minutes I have been following her. She looked like she was in trouble and I just had the urge to help her.
I grab her purse and try to find her phone. Lucky me. Right when I unzip it, it is on the top. I grab it and look at the emergency number's.
There are 2 down. Some people named Grayson and the other is Ethan. Grayson is the first number so I tap on it and put it up to my ear. It rings twice and someone pickes up.
"If you wanted to say sorry, we live right next to each other. You could come over and say sorry to my face," a male voice says.
"You are her neighbor! Thank God!" I say.
There is silence and then, "Who is this?" the guy says.
"My name is Monica," I say.
"Hello, Monica. Where is Lynn?" he asks.
"Her name is Lynn! Well thank you for her name. Don't worry. She is okay now. She is in the car with me. I don't know where to drive her to," I say.
"What do you mean 'She is okay now'?" he asks.
"She is pretty badly beat up and her clothes are torn up. She was kind of stumbling around when I found her," I say.
"Oh my God" he says quietly. He tells me the address and I start to drive.
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When I get to the address, I see a very hot guy standing outside with another hot guy that looks the kind of like the other. Lynn wakes up when I shut the car off and she looks at me. She doesn't see the guys running over to the car.
"Thanks for the ride. Thank you so much. How can I repay you?" she asks me.
"I put my number in your phone. My name is Monica. Call me when you are okay and maybe we can hang out sometime and talk," I say.
The guys arrive at the car and she sees them. She doesn't look happy at all.
Lynn's P.O.V.
I see Grayson and Ethan standing outside the car door. Pain is everywhere and I can't seem to open the door. I look at Monica.
"You called them?" I say.
"I didn't know what to do. I'm sorry. I really am," she says, looking upset.
"It's fine. I'll call you later, okay?" I say. She nodds and I reach for the door. I grab my purse and open the door.
As soon as I open the door, hands are on me. Pain everywhere but that is not what makes me scream. It is the cold hands all too much like Kyce's when he touched me. I fall to the ground in fear, forgeting about my pain.
They stop touching me and their voices fade. I shiver on the ground. I don't know when I started crying but I feel the ghosts of the tears on my face. I lay in a ball on the ground and don't move.
Grayson crouches by my face. "I'm going to pick you up, baby," he says with tears slipping out of his eyes. He slowly picks me up and he nods to someone. Probably Monica to say thank you and tell her it was okay to go.
I hear him whisper and mumble as he carries me to his apartment. "Who would do this kind of thing? Who did this? How could I have let this happen?" I continue to cry.
Not what you expected?
Ok so I have spent the last 5 hours updating because the first time I wrote it, I was almost done and my computer died and didn't save any of it. Then, I wrote again only to have Wattpad not save it when I updated. This is the third time I wrote it so please vote for all my hard work.
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