Holy shit! Get ready guys, please don't hate me.
Ashton's POV
It's now 8:30 an getting dark and I'm still at Luke's house.
"Luke honey, we have to go to your aunts house" his mom yelled.
"Ok, but we have to take Ashton home" he said standing up.
"I'm fine, I like walking more then riding in a car. Thanks for having me. Bye Lucas" I said walking out the door.
I took a shortcut through an alley just because I don't like all the traffic.
When I was about halfway there a figure ran up to me and covered my mouth.
I tried screaming under the hand, but t was no use.
"Shut up prick" he said in my ear. His warm breath on my neck scared me.
He ripped of my shirt and mumbled something.
"This will be fun" he smile.
He left slobbery kisses down my neck.
I whimpered.
He ripped off my jeans. I let out a loud whimper.
"Shut the fuck up" he yelled at me.
I obliged.
I've never had this happen, why is he doing this to me.
He started palming me hard.
I let out a loud cry.
He ripped off my boxers and thrusted into me hard.
I started crying.
It hurt so fucking bad.
He thrusted faster and harder.
Then he just left me on the ground crying.
I reached for my boxers and put them on, wincing at the pain.
I put on my shirt and pants slowly trying I stop the pain but it was no use.
I limped back to the hotel room.
I banged on y moms door running/limping in her arms.
"What happened" she asked worriedly.
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Get ready! Holy shit. Get ready. Please don't hate me.
