Holding Back

Chapter 29

Chapter 29

I layed in the bed handcuffed crying. No one could hear me probably anyway.

I was so just shocked. I sobbed. I still hand my clothes on he just left my underwear on the floor.

That was fucking Sam. Who else. No one has that exact necklace.

But why would he do it to me. I was his friend... I mean sure we kinda had this weird vibe between each other but we always ignored it.

I want to believe that it's not him but... That shark necklace tells it all.

I couldn't even figure out where to begin.

I just yelled out on the top of my lungs for someone anyone. I needed to get the hell out of here. "Help!" I yelled.

It was useless I'm always calling out for help anyway.

I moved and struggled and tried to get my hands out of the hand cuffs but I couldn't.

"Someone fucking help me!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

And out of no where Johnson busts through the door. "Quinn what the hell!?" He says walking in looking at the scene.

"The key, the key." I murmur nudging my head towards it.

"What?" He said walking towards the night stand and getting the key and unlocked me.

"Quinn what happened to you!?" He asked. I didn't even answer I just put on my underwear and ran out.

I didn't even care at this point.

No one cares and I don't expect anyone to. I rushed down the steps and Johnson's voice faded as I walked through the music blasting.

I had no idea where I was I needed Jack and Jack to drive me
But obviously he was happy with Leigh so leave me the hell alone.

I just started running. I had no idea where to. I wasn't even thinking. I did not no where I was. About a couple blocks from the party.

I just sat infront of someone's house and layed. I didn't care anymore.

I didn't fall asleep I just stared into the blackness of the night. And Jack and Jack pulled up.

"Quinn get in!" Johnson yelled.

Jack was sleeping in the front seat. I rolled my eyes and got in but only because Jack wasn't conscious.

He was knocked out and the car ride was silent.

Johnson was like a big brother to me. He's always there for me... Even Jack too.

We arrived at Johnson's place. "Quinn you can spend the night can you help me with jack."

"Ugh." Was all I said and sucked it up and helped him and threw Jack in the bed.

I sleep over Johnson's house all the time it's no big deal but I just needed to be alone. I called my mom and told her I was sleeping over Johnson's and she was fine I layed in my bed thinking about what happened with Jack and Sam and everything.

And Johnson came down. "Quinn you know you're gone have to explain why you were handcuffed to a bed..."

I just searched for lies to say but I didn't know.

"What do you mean?" I say.

"Quinn." He crosses his arms and sits next to me. "Just tell me you know you can I just don't-"

"Okay you wanna know what happened so bad? Well a guy came in... Several of them. And they threw me on the bed and handcuffed me to the bed I'm pretty sure they were drunk but nothing happened the just left okay!?"

So I lied. I could tell him... I couldn't tell anyone. I could figure this shit out myself anyways.

So I didn't care.

"Why were you crying?" He asked.

"My wrists hurt." I lied again. It didn't feel good but I did because I couldn't tell him.

"Oh... Well I'm glad you're okay. I have to go to sleep but goodnite Quinn."

He said and left me there.

I grabbed a pillow and covers and fell asleep on his couch. I drifted into a beautiful sleep just to get to tomorrow.

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~purplegirl44