Learn to love again (Sequel to Trust)(Hayes Grier Fanfiction)

Chapter 16

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Katya P.O.V

I'm freaking out. Who are They, what are they gonna do to me. He was gonna say something but he stopped and listened to the voice and spoke

"No, I said nothing... Ok see you... ok thanks." then he keeped his mouth shut.

There was rumbling from the stairs then a door oppend after it closed.

"What?" I whispered.

"Their coming back they have school. they go to your school actually." He tells me.

I pause and think for a moment.

"Do I know them?" I ask.

He surprised of the question. "Maybe..." He trails off walking around the basement I guess.

"Can you add least tell me what theory gonna do?" I ask politely.

He turns to me and walk back to me.

"They aren't actually gonna do thing to you, their just gonna force me to do them to you just so they can hide their identity from you."

I sighed at all the things their gonna make him do to me. Hurt me. Rape me. RAPE!!. I don't want to get raped.

My eyes formed water and I started to cry.

"P-Please don't m-make them d-do it. P-please." I beg to him. he sits next to me and pulls me to his chest. he smells nice but that's not the point.

"I will try. I promise." He rocks me.

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Julia's P.O.V

I'm Sick and tired to have people fuck me up. can't just let them off like that. I need to find a way the end them and damage them the way they did it to me. I gonna sabotage Katya.

Whiteout even noticing, I brushed Shane and friends shoulder.

"What where you going bitch!!" Shane spats.

"And who do you thing you are?" I asked frustrated with that name they call me.

"I Shane you dumb bitch."

"Wait. Stop." Fred suddenly pauses our show.

He walk slowly up to me.

"I heard you want a little revenge." We were only inches apart when I pushed him.

"Yah and why do you care." I spat.

"Well me may have just the same mind as you." He smirks

"Oh really?" I point out.

"Yah. we have someone in our basement, we won't tell who and we want to equally get Hayes for being what he is."

"You in? (or nah)" he asks.

I process the stuff that he has given.

"I'm in." I shake his hand.