amour plastique

07

ANDREA'S POV
(NEW YEARS' EVE)

Spanish music blasted through the speakers as everyone danced. The girls twerked, the guys grinded with them, and other people were drinking lots of alcohol.

What was I doing?

Twerking on my boyfriend of course.

Bailey was dancing with Dylan and drinking alcohol from their red solo cups. I had a beer bottle in my hand, as Josh had his hands on my hips as my butt grinded against him.

The party this year was at the football captain, Leo's, house. Mostly the whole school was invited, and the place was packed.

Once the song ended, I stood up straight and turned around to face Josh. We laughed and then I kissed his lips.

"I love you." He said with a smile.

"I love you too." I kissed his lips again.

A lot of flashlights from phones were on and facing near a wall.

"What's going on?" I shouted over the music.

"Hudson is making out with three girls." Bailey shouted back and laughed.

"Of course he is." Dylan shouted.

"Oh shit my fault!" A boy's voice shouted over the music. I turned and saw a tall boy with black hair talking to Bailey, after he just bumped into her.

"Nah it's cool." She laughed.

"I'm Nicholas." The boy smiled at her.

"Seems like Bailey finally found a boy." Josh whispered in my ear, then nibbled my ear lobe. I laughed and pushed him playfully.

"Ayo Joshua!" A drunken Hudson shouted. He pulled me away from Josh and wrapped his arm around him.

"Did I ever tell you how fucked up my life is?" Hudson laughed then took another sip of his beer.

"All the time dude." Josh chuckled.

"If I ever find someone as fucked up as me, I will build her up and make her life better than mine. I will cherish her and make her fall for me. Hopefully she's pretty." Hudson slurred out and ended with a laugh.

"Yea, sure Hudson." Josh patted his back.

"But bitches will always be bitches!" He raised his beer and walked away.

"Shit, he's fucked up." I laughed then went next to Josh again.

"So you're just going to leave me out? Rude." Dylan crossed his arms.

"You know I love you bitch." I hugged Dylan.

"I just stole your girl Josh! Be mad." He laughed and held me tight.

"The countdown is beginning!" A girl shouted and we all turned towards the t.v.

"5..4..3..2.."

"One." I whispered and Joshua and I exchanged a kiss on the lips.

Once our kiss ended, I looked around and saw Dylan and Bailey hugging, and then there was Hudson. He sat in a chair with his beer bottle to his lips and taking a sip.

Hudson is broken, but he's too egotistical to ask for help. He only trusts Joshua, because ever since the incident with him catching Xavier and Chris stealing three of his most expensive watches for money, he doesn't trust anyone anymore. Everyone is out for his money and not for a true friendship.

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BRYNN'S POV

It's 3 in the morning, and I can't sleep.

Insomnia is a bitch, especially the person who made me this way.

I have a hard time falling asleep, because my mind always makes up scenarios that he will or someone will come hurt me again.

I sat up in the bed, and looked around the spacious room. I admit, this is a nice house to live in, but I can't stay here. I already know that this family doesn't like me, actually they might hate me. I'm useless. I do nothing to help them, and they don't want me to help them because they know I'm dirty and that I'm fucked up.

My phone buzzed on the nightstand. I turned to look at it, and saw that it was a notification.

@ hudsondaniels has requested to follow you on Instagram

Shit, I forgot to log out again. Why would he request me, and what is he doing up?

He probably just wants to taunt me more about how disgusting and useless I am.

I open up my Instagram, and look at my old pictures again.

I was okay, almost happy in most of them. I was almost about to be adopted by the O'Neils, but it was Samuel who hurt me. He took my innocence away at the lovely age of 15, and he was 17 at the time. He told me to keep quiet, and say nothing, and let the papers go through so I could be his toy for a long time. After the fifth time of crying myself to sleep, I decided to speak up. No one believed me except Kelly. I was immediately removed, and Samuel was sent to juvy.

I blinked away a tear in my eye. Just thinking about all the pain I went through, and seeing where I am now, nothing truly changed except for Samuel being gone.

I tapped on one of my pictures. It used to be my favorite one, but the comments under it made me hate it. I don't know why I still have my pictures up anyways.

@ xo.nicki.ox : you lying bitch. you asked for it, but now you regret it. hannah baker wannabe

It's so crazy how girls could put other girls down, especially during a rape accusation.

My phone vibrated in my hand, and it turned out to be a text message.

unknown 3:19 AM /
i'm sorry

"Who the fuck is this?" I questioned out loud to myself.

me 3:20 AM /
who is this? and how'd you get my number?

unknown 3:22 AM /
oh, my fault it's hudson. this is brynn, right?

oh God.

me 3:25 AM /
yea.. you didn't answer my question

hudson 3:26 AM /
you're a bit more feisty through a screen, sweetheart.

me 3:27 AM /
okay don't answer. good night

hudson 3:30 AM /
woah hold up. i stole andrea's phone while she was up there with you and found your number. i just wanted to text you and let you know that i'm sorry. simple.

Apologies? I've never received one before, but I've always been saying sorry my whole life.

hudson 3:22 AM /
soo.. do you accept my apology sweetheart?

I looked down at the screen and breathed out. I locked my phone and put it back to charge on the nightstand. I laid in the bed and looked up at the ceiling.

He's probably playing with me. No one wants a damaged girl.

But he could actually mean it.