SAM POV
"Thanks, it's super pretty!"
I said to Eli while I pulled off my clothes and climbed into the new dress that he'd bought for me. He just shrugged and continued to stare down at his phone, texting somebody.
In all honesty, I hated this dress. It wasn't me whatsoever. Apparently the party had a neon rave theme which meant everyone attending had to dress in bright, bold colors to match said theme. Hence the neon pink bodycon dress that currently clang to my body. The dress was too low cut, showing off more then enough cleavage for my liking. Ut was extremely short too and I knew I'd be anxious the whole night of it riding up. And of course there was the fact that I despised the color entirely. But it didn't matter what I thought, Eli had got it for me which meant that I had to wear it. It would be super ungreatful not to and besides what Eli wants, Eli gets. No discussion about it.
"Good. You look hot."
Eli muttered while rubbing his hands up and down the length of my body, skimming my torso. His eyes lingering at my cleavage a little longer than necessary.
"Ready to go."
He asked, eyes yet to meet mine while they still stared shamelessly at my body instead.
"Yeah."
I answered and pulled away from his hold to grab my purse and jacket. However as I was putting it on Eli stopped me.
"Hey, hey....you don't need this."
I frowned and opened my mouth to tell him otherwise.
"It's warm outside and we are driving anyway. I paid good money for this dress and I want it to be seen, so no covering it up. Ok?"
I quickly wiped the disappointed look off of my face and plastered on a happy one, avoiding pissing him off before the night had even begun.
"Ok."
I said in my fake cheery tone while following Eli out to his car.
My purse was also bright pink, matching the dress perfectly. It had a long silver chain so that I could wear it over my shoulder. Inside I'd packed all the 'necessities'. Such as lip gloss, my phone, a few bits of change and condoms. You could never be too safe and guys always seemed to forget protection. I didn't mind providing as long as they agreed to wear one, I was not taking any chances.
I really wanted that jacket. It made me feel nore secure and less on display to the world. That black, faux leather piece of material was literally my shield for the night from the unwanted gazes of horny men. However that security wasn't worth getting beat up by Eli for. It just meant that I'd feel a little more exposed but was better then spending tonight passed out on the floor from another fight. Eli could control his temper until you defied him and then it all went out the window.
I opened up the passenger side door and climbed in, noticing that the other guys weren't with us. I didn't think anything of it, they were probably just busy.
"Where is this party?"
I asked Eli, buckling up my seat belt whilst I spoke.
Eli turned his key, the engine letting out a loud roar in responce.
"It's actually about an hour away. You can sleep if you want, it's gunna be a long night."
I nodded and turned over onto my side. If Eli had warned me of it being a long night than it definatly would be. He usually underestimated big time. Plus, I was exhausted and still needed to rest due to my injuries.
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The Broken One
RomantizmWARNING __________ This story is dark. It will contain dark subjects, some of which may be triggering to certain readers. Subjects that may be featured are depression, addiction, violence, abuse and sexual assult. It may also contain sexual themes a...