Sex Buddies

Chapter 5 pt 2

Chapter 5.2

Mishea's P.O.V.

I started his car. Matthew didn't like the fact I won the argument. I giggled a little and I was driving with one hand on the wheel. One of my favorite songs were playing, Good Girls Bad Guys by Falling in Reverse.

"Where are we going?" Matty asked when I rode past the our normal ice cream parlor. "To get ice cream." I said causally. I'm going to the one a cross town, there ice cream is better and I need to talk to Matt without being surrounded with people we know, even though it's already going to be weird. I pulled up at the parlor.

"Come on and we need to talk Matthew." The tone I said he's name in he knows I mean business. I walked up to the door. He was right behind me. I ordered my usual. Brownie and cookie dough French vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup. Matty got his norm which is chocolate ice cream with caramel all over it.

We started with small talk. He wants to avoid this conversation. "Stop beating around the brush. We almost slept together. What are we gonna do about it?" I just laid it out on the table someone walked into the small business. That I knew better than myself.

It's my big brother. What is he doing in town? He left a couple years ago with no type of goodbye.

He turned around and I ducked my head. He probably doesn't recognized my hair considering I've dyed it so many times since he left.

"Matthew? Is that you?" My brother called out to Matty. Matthew doesn't know why he left, but he knows I'm angry with him (that's an understatement). Matt had a look of confusion and then the look as if he could murder.

"Aaron what are you doing here?" You could hear in Matthew's voice my dearest big brother isn't welcome. I kept my back to Aaron, if I see him face to face I just might kill him.

"I'm coming home. And can you tell Mishea the good news, unless-"

" What does Matty need to tell me?" I turned and looked at him. Matthew wasn't gonna be a messager for this cum bucket!

He looked so shocked to see me sitting here. All I want to do is leave and get away from him. "Aaron what is it? Cat got your tongue?" I'm smiling like a lunatic.

"Shea-"

"You don't have the right to call me that anymore."

"Mishea how are you?"

"Like you care. Why are you even here? We're getting along without you." By the look on his face he's hurt. I wanted to take it back but I knew even if I did I'd do something else to hurt him. "Aaron a lots changed. Dad left and mom is seeing someone. Now that you know how we are fucking leave."

I walked out after that. Matt followed me and I threw him the keys. Aaron followed out after us.

"Now that's unfair. Mishea you don't even know why I left."

"Like you're helping your case right now. I'm not for the bullshit. Oh and when you left you had the nerve to steal my money to help yourself out? You've been gone too long and I don't want you to come back. Just leave you and dad seem to be good at that!" Walking off in another direction, I waved them off.

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I've walked all day. Matt's been calling and texting nonstop. My mom finally called me. I ignored it all. I just didn't want to be bothered. I was at a park near an abandoned building. I was on the swing

I've been crying. All of this at once is too much. My eyes are puffy and red I know it. I've been at the park for 5 hours. I just don't want to step back into reality. I walked away from the swing and started to walk back.

"Hey there pretty lady." Some older guy said as I walked past. I acted as if I couldn't hear him. I heard 3 sets of footsteps that didn't belong to me. I kept walking not looking around.

" I was talking to you! Don't walk away from me." If this wasn't possibly dangerous I would laugh at him.

I kept at my normal pace. One of the guys walked in front of me. Just what I need. I don't need to be in jail again for fighting.

I stopped and started signing with my hands. I know sign language. So I'm gonna pretend to be deaf.

"What the hell are you doing?" I heard the leader clear as day but I was ask the guy can he help me find the nearest gas station I'm lost. None of these asshole understood sign language.

"She's deaf Chris. I don't know sign language but I know she's trying to ask something." The guy to my left picked that much up. I sighed and tried to walk past but the leader ,Chris, grabbed me before I could walk. It took every thing on me not to yell at him right there. "Then she's an easy target." He was going to try to rape me. I'm not stupid. With us being in the street light now I could see what they look like. the guy that blocked my path was very well built, the one on my left was leaner but had muscle, and Chris the ass hat that won't let me go. He's built but not like his friend is.

I played along and struggled against him. "She's a fighter, this will be fun." I looked down to keep myself from laughing, you don't know the half of it.

All three of them grabbed a part of me and pulled me into the abandoned building. I kicked and 'tried to get free'. They took me up 4 flights of stairs.

Two of them smiled because of the fight they think I was putting up. The one who tried to tell Chris I was deaf looks like he doesn't belong here. He's eyes are too kind.

"Hey James, cheer up. Well be done with her quick." So James is he's name. "Shut up Ryan." So hulks name is Ryan.

"Stop using names!" Chris said.

"She's deaf meaning she can't hear."

I sat there. They had me tied to a chair. The knots where awful I could get out of it anytime but i wanna play. i tried to from a sentence and I sounded just just like a deaf person. "Watt are ou goon to do to may." I had to keep this act up. It's probably the only thing saving me so far. Chris smiled and laughed evilly.

Ryan was coming to close for comfort. James looks so scared and disgusted by the way he thinks is gonna.

I put on best scared face. It must have worked because the two monsters looked content with the look. James walked out the room. Ryan started to unbutton his pants and Chris has something shiny in his hand. Just to entertain them I pulled at the ropes and started shaking my head like I'm terrified. The chair didn't move it's bolted to the floor. Good, I thought.

As Chris got closer I realized it was a blade not just any blade. I needle point twin edged knife. They're mostly used as a combat knife. It's kind of small but can do serious damage. He ran the pocket knife along my throat. It's really sharp. He applies a small amour if pressure and I'm bleeding. Nothing serious. Just a scratch.

I pull my head back cowering in back from it. Acting scared still. Ryan grabbed my head and forced my throat back toward the blade. That's the last straw.

They made the mistake of not tying my ankles to the chair. Nor did they check me for weapons or anything. Sloppy.

"You really might want to let me go before I get mad." I spoke for the first time with normalcy and leveled tone since they captured me. They looked very surprised.

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A/N:

Hey guys I'm so sorry for not updating. How do you feel about her brother? What do you think is gonna happen to her? And will she get out if there hold?

Go read the other story on Military love for me please? I'll love you forever!!! It's written by my partner!! :)