about time (GxG)

one

To all my hell writers. .. je vous aimes❤💙💛💜💖.
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~~~~~1 month ago ~~~~~

Fuck,fuck, fuck, no wait please don't go. Shit !! the bus just left!  How the fuck am I going to make it to my fucking birthday party!  Why am I this unlucky, having a really important exam in the middle of the day, in August, while I'm wearing all black. I don't even have the money to grab a taxi cause my cheap self have decided that it'll be so much better if I don't take my credit cards or cash with me so I won't be tempted to spend it on stupid shit like I always do.
Okey caramel, breath, it's only 4 km from here, i can walk that right?
I start walking to my grandpa's house trying to get in the little shade in the streets. It's 3 pm and people aren't that suicidal to walk in this weather. It's 50°C and I'm sure if you break an egg on the cement it'll sizzle and cook right away.
Of monster And Men-little talks blaring in my headphones while trying to distract my brain by thinking of my lovely awesome goddess, Ruby Rose. I mean if you have eyes and brain, I'm sure you'll fall for her. She's the love of my life. I kept imagining plots of how her and I will end up in love and married to the point I didn't notice that I walk in a very secluded empty Street. Shit! I didn't bring my pink little taser, I feel unprotected. Now that I'm mentally here, i can hear footsteps behind me. 
Like the day wasn't already shit. Now I'm going to be robbed and maybe raped, I picked-up my speed trying to verify whether or not the person behind me is following me. The footsteps got faster too! I'm not going to die on my birthday, that's so chick-flick death. I'm a fucking survivor. With that, I slowly held my leather messenger bag, breathing heavy and I bolted like a fucking bullet toward the end of the road. I can hear them running behind me, adrenaline rushing through my veins and I can hear my breaths. I turned abruptly behind me and my eyes are so close to pop out of my scull, he is way taller then me with a scary face and a knife. That only increased my speed I'm fucking running for my life.
But apparently I wasn't fast enough and he roughly cornered me between the wall and his massive body. Shit! This is my end!
"Why are you running little girl, I was just going to talk to you " his gruff voice and smirk says otherwise. "Please listen, I really don't have any money with me here just take my phone please just let me go " at this point, I'm shaking and tears fall on my face like a river. He shoved his hand shocking me and lifting me a little " oh no, keep those tears till later, we are going to have fun " . I start trashing from his grip while he pinned me to the wall, eyes closed, not wanting to see what is going to happen later. I visualized home, my safe place, focusing on it hoping that this is just a bad dream and I'll wake up from it. A flash of my grandpa Tim's warm smile and face. I can hear my struggled screams and his irritated huffs trying to get me naked as fast as possible. This isn't happening. I'm only dreaming, I'll wake up to find my self in bed snuggled with capo. I involuntarily clenched my fists thinking of home and nothing else. I just wanted to go home and never get out.

Suddenly, I no longer can feel the rough hands trying to tear my clothes nor the wall or the sun , I felt nothing.

I think I died.....

I know it's shitty but bare with me it'll get better I promise.
Also if you haven't noticed,  there will be colorful words and a triggering scenes. I guess.