lasting love ☾ (Not Alone Sequel) o2l fanfiction

Chapter 3

        We go to the club all together. Even Bradley was going, which I knew Sam wasn't happy about. Sam and I held hands as we walked in so we wouldn't get separated with the mix of so many people. Sam and I headed straight for the crowd of people dancing, since we couldn't buy anything alcoholic. Bradley followed; Trevor too. People were dancing really close. Bradley looked uncomfortable, and I noticed everyone looking the same. I grab Sam's hand, taking him to the bar. We both sit down and Bradley and Trevor followed, sitting next to me. "Oh hey, Beth!!! I missed you so much!!" My best friend (in school) said. "I missed you too." I say leaning over the bar, giving her an awkward hug. "Since we are friends, I'll let this one slide." She says. "What can I get for y'all?" She asks. "I'll have some whiskey, which ever one you like." I say. "I'll have the same." Sam says. "6 vodka shots." Bradley says. I could barely drink half of my drink. Bradley did shot after shot. Before we knew it, he had done 4 rounds of shots. He was so fucking drunk. Sam and I were dancing and Bradley comes up, taking my hand. "I'll be back." I say to Sam but he gives me a scowl. "I'll be fine, i promise." I say as Bradley pulls me along. 

        On our way to where ever we were going, I saw Jc and Alyssa. They were making out in the corner as he felt her up, assuming they were both drunk. She pulled him into the bathroom, both of them stumbling. I knew what was coming next. I also knew that they both still loved each other very much, still. It was kinda sad, but at least they are seeing each other tonight. Bradley pulls me outside. He pushes me up against the the side of the club. "Bradley stop, your drun-." I say before he collides his lips with mine, using so much force. I tried to get his off of me, shoving him, pushing him, and kicking him. Nothing worked. I called out for Sam's name, hoping that he could hear me. He starts unhooking my bra. I stop him my grabbing his wrist. "I love you, Bethany. And O love when you re angry and frustrated." He says putting one hand on my boob, while the other I held from him reaching my bra. I could taste the alcohol on his lips. It wasn't pleasant, it was disgusting. I hear the door open and men's voices, including Sam, Trevor, Ricky, and Kian along with a security guard. They pried Bradley's body off of mine. Ricky took Bradley back to his hotel room, as we were leaving fairly soon too. 

        Sam sighs, brushing his hair back with his fingers. "I'm gonna kill that kid. You know he did this on purpose, right?!?!" Sam says. "He loves you, Bethany. Even though your cousins, he still loves you." Sam says. I began to cry, just because everything was happening so quickly. I also felt violated and gross, like I needed to bathe for 12 hours. "It's okay." Sam says. He wraps me in a hug as tear pour out my eyes onto his shirt. When we get to our hotel room, I am still crying. I get my pajamas, which was one of Sam's giant t-shirts and my underwear. I rest my head on his shoulder as we both try to fall asleep and forget what had ever happened.