I somehow manage to make this all seem like my fault, and that isn't going to leave my mind forever.
I hear the front door open.
My heart stops, along with my breathing, not knowing if I'm being saved, or dead.
"You're dead." I hear Jack say, and I'm guessing to Sammy.
My heart starts to beat again, but at a very fast pace.
I hear someone, or something, hit the floor, and some footsteps come up the stairs.
I hug my legs tighter and start to sob again as the doors open.
"Babygirl.." I hear Jack sigh, I look up and he immediately comes over and hugs me tight.
I grip onto his shirt as I sob onto his shoulder. "Come on." He says picking me up, but my legs went around his torso which hurt.
"Jack." I say with pain.
"Does it hurt to carry you like this?" He asks and I nod.
He puts my bridal style, which feels better, and he carries me downstairs, and I see Sammy knocked out on the floor.
Jack puts me in the passenger seat and buckles me.
I quickly hug my knees and cry into them.
This is a night I will never forget, and I will always blame myself.
"Babygirl, what did he do to you?" Jack asked getting into the driver side, and buckling up, and starting the car. "Why was there blood on the bed too?" He asked and I sob.
I'm going to have to tell him.
I take a few breaths and try to calm myself down.
"Sa-sammy.. h-he," I take another breath as tears leave my eyes.
"What the hell did he do?" Jack asked placing his hand on my upper thigh.
I move his hand, for my upper legs, feel numb, and hurt at any touch.
"Raped me." I squeak before I break into uncontrollable sobs.
"Are you fucking kidding me?!" He yells as we pull up to my drive way.
"Carry me." I say and hold out my arms like a little kid, and Jack doesn't protest to pick me up and carry me into the house.
"Where is my brother?" I ask as Jack sets me down on the bed.
"Do you want me to get him?" He asks, and I nod, as tears brim my eyes at the thoughts of today re-play in my mind.
He nods his head and pulls out his phone.
"Jack, get home now." He says, and I can clearly hear the conversation.
"Why?"
"You fucking sister wants you."
"Bro, calm down. Why does she want me?"
"Does it really matter? If your sister wants you, you come to her."
"Chill, I'm on my way. I something wrong?"
"I'll tell you when you get here." Jack says before hanging up.
Jack comes over and hugs me. "I just don't know what to do anymore." I cry onto his shoulder.
"You're going to stay strong, all of us are here for you." He says and I nod, as my brother walks in.
"What the fuck happened?" He asked, and I release from Jack and go to my brother.
"Jack." I cry onto his shoulder, Jack leaves, leaving me and my brother alone.
"What happened?" He asked with a high level of concern in his voice.
"S-Sam, h-e rap-ed m-me" I say in between sobs.
Jack Js grip on me tightens as he rubs my back.
"Doesn't that mean he took your virginity too?" He asked, and I nod my head as I sob harder. "That asshole." He says and I grip him tighter.
"Jack, stay with me." I say and he nods.
"I will, I'm not going to leave you sis." He says and we both lay down, and we get under the covers.
I close my eyes, and go into a sleep, that was only for about an hour, until I woke back up with a nightmare.
So, let's just say, they next few days, have been the worst.
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jack johnson's little sister » a jack gilinsky fanfic [completed]
FanfictionMackenzie Johnson, a photographer, trouble maker, sport playing, singer, musician 17 year old. Her brother, Jack Johnson, of course has his friends. And Mack just happens to like one of them; Jack Gilinsky. But, when Gilinsky makes the announcement...