Striking Diamond's [Not Edited]

●CHAPTER FIVE●

•Chapter 5• REBECCA STONE POV.

Depression was what I was feeling for the two weeks straight. Ever since the break in and Malcolms birthday party. I was grateful to Malcolm for giving me off, some how feeling my depression through my work.

"That's it!" I heard Ryan scream as he slams my room door open.

"Go away" I mumbled into my pillow.

I heard walking around and curse words coming from Ryan. But all I wanted to do was sleep my life away.

It was just the break in or the fact that I might still have feeling for Adrian but everything has been going down hill from their.

"Get up now" Ryan said rolling me over on the bed sitting on the end of my bed.

"Ryan I don't re-" I began but got cut off Ryan screaming.

"NO GET UP AND SHOWER, WE GETTING OVER THIS SHIT!" he screamed at me.

He basically dragged me to the showers, taking my clothing off one piece at a time. "Shower" he snapped.

He turned on the water and I began to shower. "10 minutes Becca, only ten" Ryan said as he closed the bathroom door, leaving me alone with my thoughts as I try and wash them away.

When I came out of the shower with the towel wrapped tightly around my body and hair, I noticed my room was cleaned, bed made up and my curtain were opened again. Clearly showing its probably past nine, the stars shinning brightly in the night sky.

"Rebecca, I'm your best friend and I hate it when you get like this, so tell me please" Ryan pleaded.

I signed because it was true. I never kept anything from Ryan.

"It's not just about the break in" I started

"Or Adrian?" Ryan smiling innocently.

"Or Adrian" I repeated after him.

He nodded for me to continue. "Calvin's caught up in the gang again, Micheal might be getting bail-" I hiccupped

Ryan pulled me to his chest, held me tight as I hugged him back. Crying the last of my tears out. When I was done crying, Ryan pulled away as held my face and made me look him in the eyes. "Get dress we getting you laid"

I looked at him confused. "We both know you need to get laid; how long has it been 2 years?" He asked laughing.

"No" I snapped smiling.

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I was clearly drunk, with my somewhat 100 glass of the intoxication already downed into my system. I couldn't keep my own balance as I danced on the dance floor, swaying my hips to the music. At this very moment I couldn't tell the different between black and white.

I felt huge hands grip my waist, as my drunken state pushed further back into the guy grinding on me. I turned around in the guys arms as I looked at his face. I knew I was drunk but this guy looked like Adrian.

"You look like my new boss" I whispered giggling.

He laughed, god such a beautiful laugh. "And you look like a girl I had a crush on since the day I laid eyes in her" he slurred. 

It was clear that both me and Adrian lookalike were to drunk to count our finger. But I was horny and his hot.

"How about a go somewhere" he winked

I kissed him eagerly as a agreement to his statement.

It wasn't long before we were on a dream like bed, as he shoved into me.