Different

Chapter 29

Trigger warning!
Sexual assault

If you guys want more of Jack's POVs, let me know and I'll write in his POV. ;)

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You
Have been
Taught your legs
Are a pit stop for men
That need a place to rest
A vacant body empty enough
For guests but no one
Ever comes and is
Willing to
Stay.
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***

Vanessa

"You're such a fucking dick, Dylan!" I yell at him, throwing a notebook at his head.

"We're done!" I say, ignoring his pleads for me to stay. I grab all of my shit and run downstairs, tears uncontrollably escaping my eyes. I stop at the front door, wiping them, I look back at Dylan one last time, before opening the door and leaving.

You're probably wondering what happened, right?

Let me tell you.

I couldn't wait for the date with Dylan. We hadn't gone on one in forever. All we ever did was hang out in his room, talking, and of course, fucking. It would be nice doing something different for a change. Today, we're supposed to go on a dinner. It wasn't gonna be fancy, since we didn't do that shit. It's dumb spending so much money for them to decorate the plate for you with some sauce and give you some nasty shit. In the end, you're not even full! It's a waste, honestly.

I had two hours left until the date and I didn't know what to do until then. I decided to watch some TV and then go get dressed. It always took me forever to get ready, so it wouldn't hurt if I started getting ready an hour and a half quicker.

I'd go to Dylan's but he had a tutor teaching him maths and I couldn't bother them. I was a bit jealous at first, since she was a girl, but since he told me that he only loved me, I calmed down. She was really nice to me too, so I guess it wasn't a problem anymore.

I quickly got bored of watching television, so I got ready and went to Dylan's a bit early.

I was wearing blue jeans and a comfy yellow jumper, with some white sneakers. Luckily, there wasn't any snow in New York.

As I got to his house, his parents' car was gone, which meant, his parents weren't home. That was weird. They usually studied when they were here. He gave me a key to his house once, so I could easily get in. So I unlocked the door and walked into his house.

There were muffled noises heard from his room. "They are probably talking," I thought to myself, but closer I got to his room, more inappropriate the sounds were. I heard moaning, screaming and some profanities.

I stopped breathing for a second and leaned on the wall. The whole room was spinning and a tear rolled down my cheek. I quickly wiped it and harshly opened the door. They both jumped and hid their naked bodies under the covers.

When I saw that, my heart broke. I knew what they were doing the second I heard them, but still hoped that my ears are fooling me. That I wasn't hearing right. I felt like throwing up and beating the girl and Dylan.

I saw the terror in the girl's eyes. She was absolutely scared, thinking about how I was gonna kill her. But I didn't do anything. I just stood there, like a fucking fool, tears rolling down my face. Dylan got dressed quickly and walked towards me, "Baby, it's not what it looks like," he said and that's when I completely lost it.