Her Bully (S.M.)

Chapter 14

I'm awoken to the sound of laughter. I moan. And dig my head into the couch. Have you ever slept, but than you can hear everything? Well that's what's happening. Right now. I groan and quickly get up. But wish I hadn't. I see Sam, Kian, and Shawn. They are looking at Kian's phone and laughing at something? I get up and walk over to them. Maybe I'm dreaming. "Shawn..?" He quickly gets up and walks over to me. "Carter." I hesitate and back up slightly. He comes closer wrapping his arms around my skinny waist. "Carter I'm so sorry.." He bites his lip. "I-i." I try to say it's okay I love you. But nothing comes out right. All of the sudden I'm reunited with a soft pair of lips. I kiss back. Because I'm enjoying this moment. Even though he's the one that put me in danger, I still feel safe in his arms. He pulls away looking into my eyes. "Carter, I really, truly am sorry... I.. I was drunk," He stops to take a breath. "When I'm drunk I get aggressive and say stupid shit I-" I cut him of with my lips on his. "It's fine as long as we're together, right?" I say. He smiles clenching on to the back of my shirt. "Yes." I smile and pull away asking the boys, "What were you guys even laughing about?" I grab a hold of Shawn's hand squeezing it. They look at me Kian laughing, "I was showing them your baby pictures, duh." He smirks. Omg! "Kian!" I scream running over to him and tackling him. Shawn laughs, "It's fine, you were cute." Shawn says cracking a smile. I can feel my cheeks burn a bright red. "Shut up!" I laugh. Shawn runs over to me picking me up throwing me over his shoulder. "Shawn! Put me down." I scream. He laughs. "Not till you say yes to my question." Question? "What question?" I giggle. He puts me down pulling me into his chest. "Will you go on a date with me, a Netflix date?" I laugh into his chest. Smiling I say yes. Digging my head deeper into his chest. I wondered how My brother and Shawn became friends? Last time I checked they hated each other. I shrug and run upstairs, Shawn running after me. I jump on my bed turning on Netflix. Shawn walks in shutting the door behind him. He walks over to me. "Get up." I give him a confused look. "Get up!" He nearly shouts. What's happening? He pulls me off the bed bringing me infront of him "Take your shirt off." ... "Why?" I ask, only to be smacked in the face. No. I hesitate. And slowly remove my shirt. "You do what I say," He Unhooks my bra. "And if you tell anybody about this, just know.. I will kill you." I begin to cry. "Don't cry." He rips my jeans and thongs off throwing me on the bed, bending down he whispers in my ear, "You're my slut." He jams his dick inside me, which makes me moan in pain. I thought everything was back to normal, but once again I was wrong. I truly am living a nightmare. I'm not saying it didn't feel good. But it did hurt because of how rough he was. Once he has finished. I'm sore and red. "Why are you doing this?" I ask him quietly, in pain. He smirks. "Because, don't you get it? This is what I do. When I first met you, I knew you were the one. It was You that I was going to use as my toy." I cry. He turns me around. "You don't mean it." I don't know why but I have a hard time believing the words he's telling me. He shakes me. "Carter! Get this threw your stupid head! I don't love you. You mean nothing to me," He pulls my hair pushing me down on his area, "Now blow me you slut." In that moment I knew I was not safe. And I grew a strong hatred for the boy I thought I knew. I grip on to his penis and put it into my mouth. Every moaning he made, I grew more angrier. And I knew then I needed to get away.