~Elena’s POV~
High School Summer Parties- A place for teenagers to get drunk and high with their friends and hook up with people in a daze. A place where people cheat and forget because they are so damn intoxicated. A place that teenagers really shouldn’t be, but yet. Here I am.
Yup. Brandon dragged me here. After everything he has done to me in the past week, he still insists on seeing me and making my life worse. So, here I am. At a party I really don’t want to be at, sitting on a couch in some guys house who I don’t even know, with a bunch of people I don’t like.
To make matters worse, I’m watching Brandon flirt with these two whores wearing literally nothing but underwear. Like, please bitch. Put some clothes on. I, on the other hand, am wearing a pair of Abercrombie shorts and a maroon hoodie I stole from Katherine.
I feel my phone buzz in my sweatshirt pocket. I pull it out and look at it
New Message: Nash
I see you O.o
From: Elena
Where are you?
New Message: Nash
Kitchen
I look over at Brandon who is still not paying attention to me. II get up and walk into the kitchen and find Nash standing by the drinks with a cup in his hand. I slowly walk over. Me and Nash have been getting closer over the past week and I told him about Brandon. He seemed a little hurt when I told him over the phone, but he moved on from it I guess. I didn’t tell him anymore than ‘i have a boyfriend’ though.
“Hey gorgeous” He says with a cute smile
“Hey” I said back nervously because I truly was scared Brandon would come looking for me. Wait, what was i thinking. He doesn’t care Elena. Remember that. You’re not good enough for him. Remember that.
“You okay?”
“Yeah fine just… don’t really want to be here..” I respond kinda quietly
“Well we can leave..”
I think about last time I left without telling Brandon where I was going..
“Umm I don’t think thats a good idea..” I say simply
“Alright something is on your mind.. what’s up?” he says as he sits on the counter.
“I.. I don’t feel comfortable talking about it. Don’t feel offended by that either because I don’t talk about it with anyone”
“Its fine” He says as he pulls me into a hug. He smells good, and for once, I feel safe in someones arms. God I need this. I need this more than anyth.. My thoughts were cut short when I heard a deep, drunk voice in the background.
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Helpless (A Nash Grier Fanfiction)
FanfictionElena seems like a normal 16 year old. She seems to have a great life: She’s involved in many sports, has many friends, a big house, rich parents that love her, and a boyfriend, Brandon. The only problem is that Brandon is abusive towards Elena and...