boundaries | e.d

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Riley

His calloused hand took hold of mine; turning my body to face him. "You didn't do anything wrong." He softly whispered.

His kind eyes and gentle approach warmed my heart in seconds with reassurance, but I still felt guilty over not loving Jake. "I just keeping hurting everyone it seems like."

Ethan nodded while my eyes stayed glued to the floor beneath us. "There's just a lot going on right now." He reminded me as he pulled me towards the door. "Come on, we'll watch a movie and hangout."

I nodded as I followed his footsteps, staring down the hall Jake left me in. We shut the door behind us and paddled over to the couch. His hands roughly pulled me down so that I would fall into his lap.

"Stop frowning," He whined as he held me in his arms. I giggled into his chest from his playful demeanor. "Riles," He lifted my chin up to face him, "He's a man. He'll get over it."

"I just feel like a bitch." I shake my head while he gasps.

"Did you just curse?" He questioned me with his lips curving upwards. I opened my mouth at the realization, causing the two of us to laugh.

Before I could say anything else, the door was being banged on. Ethan sighed while I looked at him for permission. "Yeah," He quietly allowed me to answer the door. Just as I was about to stand to my feet, the door fell to the ground.

"Awww the bastard has feelings." A tall tan man spoke. Ethan pulled away from me and threw me onto the couch as he pulled out his gun.

"How the fuck did you get in here?" Ethan whispered to himself then held up his gun as they stepped closer. "Riley! Run to your room!" Ethan screamed. My feet ran as fast at they could, heading for the door while another man charged at me.

Ronaldo's brother. Julio

I jumped in fear, running back to Ethan who immediately wrapped his arm around me, pushing me behind him to shield me.

Ethan saw the lustful look on the mans face, panting heavier and heavier by the second.

"Where's Ryder?" Julio asked while we were closed in from his members.

"He's out." Ethan responded gripping the gun harder.

"Is this his little sister, or your girlfriend," Ethan took a step closer to Julio to show he was stronger while I whimpered softly behind him. "Wait, lemme guess...both." He was whispering sinisterly, walking closer and closer towards us. My heart was beating out of my chest and I felt the room spinning when another man came up from behind him.

There were three men against one.

"No body fucking touch her." Ethan growled as he watched the numbers grow. The same man who lustfully admired me before, winked passed Ethan's glare to my trembling stance.

"I'm gonna touch her," He confidently told us. "Everywhere." One of the men came up from behind me and grabbed my body from Ethan's hands. I screamed in fear as my shirt was being fought off my body. I fell to the ground as he succeeded, crying in embarrassment and shame.

Ethan turned around and punched the guy with his gun knocking him out instantly. His eyes were burning with passion and thrill, entering a zone he's fought so hard to conceal from me.

"You wanna fucking touch her?" He screamed at the already coma induced man. One punch, two punches, three, four, five. He sat on top of him, blood squirting everywhere with no mercy as he pounded into his face.