part 66

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as i ran upstairs to my room, joey ran after me. "baby what's wrong? are you okay?" he asked, which just made me even cry more.

how are you gonna ask me if i'm okay when i'm crying? it's like saying 'are you gonna eat that' when the person has food in their mouth. no bitch i'm just gonna spit it into your mouth.

i saw dylan come up the stairs and into the doorway behind joey. "what happened?" he asked. i wanna slap him right now. i literally wanna put him in a human catapult and shoot him up into space so he could run out of air. talking about 'what happened?' bitch you happened.

i looked at dylan and he had a threatening look on his face. i gulped down and wiped my eyes, "nothing.... i-i'm fine. i'm crying of tears of joy. no one ever threw me a party like this before, you know?" i lie.

he softly smiles and wraps his arms around me, wrapping me tight. i'm glad i have him. if i didn't then i wouldn't feel this way. i wouldn't feel so safe when i'm inhis arms.

haillie comes up from downstairs with a concerned face. "what's wrong?" she asked. everything.

i shake my head, "nothing." i take out my phone and look for an excuse to get away. "it's getting late."

before i knew it, everyone was literally at my door wanting to know. jeremy, jacob, jack, haillie —literally everyone!

"can i just go to bed?" i asked.

everyone looked at each other and shook their heads. eventually everyone left including joey, unfortunately.

i lay down in my bed and look at the ceiling. i should've be used like this. dylan just can't do that to me.

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2 weeks later

every since my party, dylan has been bothering me more. he would..hit me if i didn't do anything with him. he would make out with me and that's it, but i have bruises all over me.

it's come to the point where i don't even feel safe in my own home. his freaking pregnant girlfriend doesn't even know and it's breaking my heart. one day he's gonna get it all back.

i feel bad for mckenna for the most part. she has no idea that this is happening and he's the father of her baby.

i've been wearing sweatpants and sweatshirt a lot to cover up the bruises. it's getting hotter and so i'm actually sweating instead of being comfortable.

i feel trapped, i can't get out of this situation and if i try then i'll get blamed. i'm being blackmailed and it's not okay.

should i go to the police? should i tell at least someone? thank god im still a virgin.

should i tell haillie? im close with her now and she'll know what to do. i can't tell anyone! god!

as i'm thinking, i hear a knock on the door. i sit up in bed as i say, "come in."

"hey sugar plum." he says as he closes the door and locked it.

i moved back onto the bed as my hear picks up a beat. "not now."

he looked up and chuckled as he got into the bed. "you know i can't do that."

i moved away from him, "you're with mckenna."

"like i said. i don't care." he says as he put his hand on my thigh.

"please, i don't want this." i told him.

"shhh." he got on top of me and pinned my arms over my head so i couldn't move. he started kissing my neck as i could feel myself crying.

"dylan please stop." i begged.

he slapped me across my face, "shut up!"

i'm done. i can't take it anymore. i take all of my strength and push him off of me. "get. the. fuck. off. of. me." i yelled as i clapped my hands together, something i do when i'm mad.

anger filled his face. "you bitch!" he raised his hand, about to hit me when the door slams open.

"what the hell is going on?!" mckenna said as she looked at the two of us.

"dylan-"

"anna was trying to make out with me! and this wasn't her first time! it's been going on for weeks!!" he says.

she widened her eyes and looked at me. "w-what?"

tears went down my eyes, "no no no no! he's been coming into my room, mckenna! i swear! i have the bruises to prove it! he fucking hits me!" i yelled, hoping she would believe me.

dylan scoffs, "you're the one who always comes onto me!"

from downstairs, i hear the door open. i go to the hallway and look down at the railing. it was joey, he comes in now because this is like his second home.

"anna!" great

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i am absolutely sorry that i didn't update for all of you. i've been busy with school and just didn't have the time. i hope this can make it up 🧡

thank you for 50k😊🧡🧡

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