The Neighbors [ON HOLD]

Chapter 7

Their grip on me tightened. I yelped and squealed.

"Please......d-don't....I'm be-be-begging you...."

Bad idea.

That moment, I felt a hard force being pushed against my stomach.

"Shut the F up wimp."

I bit my lip hard. I felt a liquid escape my lip. Sticky and tasted bittersweet. Blood, shit!

I stopped moving. I give up. I can't handle this tough guys and I surely won't let more bad things happen to me.

By then, I felt them moving towards a direction. My heartbeat started to pick up and I had crazy imaginations running around my head.

"Alley, towards the alley."

"Alley, yes."

"Okay, towards the alley."

I'm guessing there might be three guys right now. Stupid. Did they really think I can't hear them? I can just shout easily that I'm in the alley, stupid. Or maybe I'm the stupid one because I can't shout.

A few moments later, they dropped me to the floor. And when I mean drop, they literally dropped me. The pain spreaded from my butt to my whole body. I bit my wounded lip, trying to prevent myself to scream or else they might do something worse.

Suddenly, a hand landed on my thigh, slowly moving up and down. Another hand landed on my bare stomach, moving in a sexual way. Stupid Kaitlyn! You shouldn't have worn crop top. But then, the hand that landed on me this time made me shriek in horror.

It landed on my zipper.

I felt it unzip my jeans. I couldn't help it but I tried to swat it away.

"Please, just please! Don't you fucking dare! Just please! Stop....." another tear fell.

They untied my blindfold, to my suprise. I shot my eyes open and I tried to adjust with the lighting in the alley. As clearer as my eyes could get, the more I was afraid to see who they were.

Suprisingly, they all share the same looks. Triplets. Shucks, this makes it more frightening for me. All of them had different types of tattoos all over their body, barely leaving any skin left. They had these peircings on their noses and ears. All of them share the same pale blue eyes and thin arched eyebrows. Muscles bulging in their tight fitted shirt. They had different colours of hair: bright red like blood, white as snow and the most lime-est green.

Overall, I can't stare at them for even a second.

"Look here sweetheart," the redhead guy held my chin tightly before pulling it closer to him. "Just shut the fuck up and let us finish with our business with you or..." he took out something from his pocket. I squinted to see what it was. It glistened as the flickering light shone on it. Shit....

"We'll hurt you with this," he said, waving the knife in front of my face.

I nodded. Well then, let's just wait for someone to come....and I hope that it's the cops or at least a guy...or Evan.

I closed my eyes, letting them do what the effin' shit they want to do. I guess I can just hope...

A sudden hand swept across my face. Or should I say, the whitehead guy slapped me.

"Watch us you fucking wimp," he smirked, revealing his crooked, yellow teeth.

Again, I nodded, abiding his command. Tears were just streaming down my cheeks as I watch them.

Hands roaming around my body. I didn't even feel a single pleasure. All I felt was disgust. Just that.

But then, I thought of something. Oh no, not my first kiss!