You don't own me

32 1 0
                                    

Warning: Alright...at this point..ive warned you enough. Fasten your seatbelt cuz this is going to be a bumpy ride ;)

I didn't understand. He despised me but he wanted me? Confusion took over my complex mentality. For some reason, I wanted to stick by Graysons side 24/7 all of the time. He felt like protection, safety, security....yeah you get it. I didn't know if I wanted to partake in this dreadful love triangle. I got home from school and went to my room. I was shocked to see that ethan was sitting on my bed when I entered my room. I just stood there and looked at him, shook. "Well, hello there." He smirked. "What the fuck are you doing in my room?" I bit my tongue after saying that knowing I was going to be pushed down or something. He strutted to me and shoved me up against the door. His body against mine. "Is that anyway to talk to your daddy?" He whispered deeply. I didn't answer. I didn't know what to say. "Answer me dammit!" He yelled and pounded a fist on the door behind me, making me jump. "Ethan, calm down." I said trying to be comforting. "Calm down?! CALM DOWN?!" He aggressively grabbed me and tossed me to the bed. "I'll show you calm!" He yelled. He ripped off my pants and threw them. "Ethan stop!" I yelled. He kept going by taking off my shirt. "Ethan stop!" I yelled once more. When I tried pushing him away he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. I started to cry and he stared at me. Soon, his face became kinder and he loosened his grip on my wrists. "I'm so sorry...i...i have to go." He said letting go and backing away. He walked out the door and left, leaving me confused and in my under clothes. I could hear yelling outside. Of course it was ethan and grayson. "Why are there hickeys on her stomach?!" Ethan yelled. "Wait....why was her shirt off?! How did you see that?! Did you touch her?!" Grayson yelled back. Grayson shoved past ethan and ran to my door. He barged in and closed and locked it behind him. He came to my room and saw me sitting on my bed crying, without my shirt and pants on. He rushed to me. "What did he do to you?" He asked wrapping his arms around me. "Nothing. He did absolutely nothing." I said whipping away the tears from my eyes. "Then where are your clothes?" He asked. "He took them off but that's it." I said looking at where he had thrown my clothes. "Did you try and stop him?" Gray took my face and turned it to his. "Why do you care? It's not like I have a chance with you." I said pushing away his hand.

To be continued
Welp........

BulliedWhere stories live. Discover now