Broken.

Chapter 4-Consent

*Not Smut, but reader discretion advised*
"Why are you like this?" I look up to see Eve
half-angrily watching as Amber is screaming along to a song. She does a very enthusiastic air guitar and bursts into giggles after she has stopped 'singing'.
"Another one!" She shouts and the process repeats again. Eve sighed and plugged in her own earphones. Craig turns to me and sighs, smiling, "hey come here." He takes my hand and we go to our room😏😏😏
"Listen," he says, "about the rumours, I...I'm sorry."
"What? Why?" My hearts beats faster, Craig says nothing but grabs my hands and pins them above my head. With his spare hand he covers my mouth. A rising sense of panic fills my chest, my breathing quickens, and I feel a choking lump gather in my throat. "Don't move or talk." I nod and he lets go, his hands moved quickly running themselves exactly where he wanted them, no hesitation, no regrets, he had done this before. Twice I tried to run, move, scream for help and his fist would pound me in the stomach and he resume from where he was.
Once he was satisfied, he took my hand and took me back outside where Amber had a crowd laughing along with her as she is dancing and screaming. I shuddered and looked as Craig was smiling at her, relaxed, once Amber was finished singing people turned  to me and shook their heads sadly. I smiled weakly and sat down next to Amber and Eve "What did he do to you?" Amber said,
"Umm," I bit my lip, nervous
"I'm not as stupid as I look, he touched you, didn't he?" She took my hands, "he punched you as well." I can tell.
"Hmm mmm," I nodded, "what do I do?"
"Play along, he'll do it again, but just let him. I'll sort it out, I promise." She smiled at me, I smiled back. It could only get better from here.

A/N:
I know this could be a touchy subject, so I didn't want to go into too much detail, so yeah. But anyway I want to try doing one of those 'reader's POV' stories on like P!ATD or Brendon Urie or something so look out for that.