MW chap.3

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⚠️ Playlist of this chapter ⚠️
[ I swear, if you want to get the whole feeling, listen to the songs]
- Heartbreak Girl by 5 Seconds of Summer
- How to Say I Love You by Reece Bibby
- Wildflower by 5 Seconds of Summer

I dedicated this to gyukamol_greece
[Scratch that, she's nhcinnamon now] as a thank you for all the loves and supports and being a cool long lost twin of mine.









It was Saturday night and New Year night too but I was alone as I was sitting in my lounge, doing nothing but playing on my Xbox with my dog curled up on my lap. The sad fact about being single and loving someone that doesn't love you back, hurts, isn't it? Yeah, I know. But I'm used to it though.

My phone suddenly rang, snapping me out of my focus. Thinking it was just some random number that has been calling me tenth time today, I ignore it and continued to play, I almost beat the shit outta this monster, for fuck sake. It rang again and again until I finally had enough and pausing the game.

George's names flashed on the screen, making me confused as fuck. Isn't he supposed to be in a date or party or whatever the hell it is with that douche or something? I slide the screen, pressing the phone to my ear.

"George?"

"Reecey... ca- can I... can I come over?" He said in between sob. I sprung free from my couch, quickly rushing up the stairs to grab my coat.

"Sure. Do you need me to pick you up?"

"Th- thank you, but... n-no, I can drive there myself"

"Are you sure?"

"Yea- yeah, I'll see you in a few, Reece" And he hung up.

I know better to ask him what was wrong when he was sobbing, but I'm so worried now that I knew nothing about what was up with him. I paced back and forth in the lounge, looking at the door cautiously, hoping for the bell to just ring already. Thankfully, luck was on my side now and someone knocked on my door rather loudly.

George flung himself onto me as soon I swung the door open. He hugged me tightly, sobbing loudly into my shirt. I closed the door behind us before picking him up and walk towards the lounge.

I sat on the couch with George on my lap, still sobbing loudly as his fingers fisted my shirt. I rubbed his back soothingly, trying my best to keep my mouth shut from throwing all the questions in my head.

"You were right." He mumbled out through chocked tears. I carded his hair softly, reassuring him to take his time and that I'll always be here.

"You were right all this time. He... he was nothing but a douche. What we had... was nothing but a bet. He used me, he... he changed me. He-" His words got cut by the sudden tears that burst out, making him a sobbing mess again.

"Shh, it's alright... just take your time, I won't go anywhere"

"He forced me, to do things that I don't want and if I... if I refused, he would... he would beat me to a pulp and use me later when I was out. He... he blackmailed me, saying that... that if I told a single soul, the pictures... they'll be out and everyone would know. He... he even recorded me when I was... doing things. It was last night, I got drugged and he... he did that. I woke up this morning, feeling nothing but extreme pain all over my body. He... he tied me up and- and he let... he let his friends used me like I wasn't even conscious. I begged them to stop, but the- they... never listen. I screamed so loud but it just... it just made things worse. And then... and then they left when hearing a loud knock on the front door, scurrying out from the window and leave me with the douche himself. He untied me, calling me names and then beat me up again until I blacked out. I woke up alone this afternoon, but I can't feel anything. The pain took over my body leaving it numb. I- I manage to call you though and... I'm sorry."

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