Dark Secrets

I walked around the pitch black town with only the street lights to guide a path for my feet. My feet ached in pain with eveystep I took, I wanted to stop but my feet continued on. People watched me walk the street in silence, no one offered me help as I held my head low and continued on. A few hours passed, my body grew tired and my sight began to fade but I never stopped. That's when everything went black. I felt a pair of hands pick me up and held my close to their warm chest. I tried to open my eyes to see this person but I saw nothing. The only thing I remembered was the green eyes looking into my own.

A cool breeze sent chills down my spine. birds chirped through the window, the sun light lit up the room. I rolled over to my side but instead of being on the bed I fell off with one of my arms grabbing the frame to stop the fall.

That's one way to wake up, I thought to myself. I stretched my arms towards the sky as I looked around the room with a smile then faded to realize something wrong, "Where am I?"
I looked around the room in search of my bag that I couldn't find so I got out of the bed and walked to the door then stopped. I walked back to the mirror in front of a door, and noticed the clothing I was wearing, "This is not mine." I wore a tight, black v-necked shirt, and no pants but my black laced panties, that was it for clothing. My long messy hair was down over my shoulder in little waves. I looked into my hazeled eyes that had no makeup to cover up the scars on my face.

"He did WHAT!!"
I jumped at the sound of the voice.
"Keep your voice down, Jesus!"
"Do you even have any fucking clue who it is?"
"No I don't."
"So he came home last night with someone that we don't know and leaves us here by oursleves thinking we're going to be okay? So we have no fucking clue if this person he brought home is either a muder or-"
"Or someone who needed help."

Okay hold up there, excuse me dumbass number one, I'm no fucking murder! Does it look like I murder people? Common sense here, if I was a killer then would've I killed you already and stole a bunch of shit. This is the biggest thing I hate about people, they judge you before they actually know you.

"Anyway the good thing is that he won't be here till later on tonight so guess what I'm think of mate?"
Oh shit!
"Do you want to have some fun tonight?"

Boy, was I wrong when I woke thinking that I was safe but no, I'm going to get raped by two boys. I always dreamed that this was the way I was going to loosed my v-cared and die. Yes, I am still a virgin at the age of 18 and if that's not even impressive well let's say that I'm an angel that never done anything stupid. No boyfriend, never smoked, drank, sex, nothing.

The footsteps got closer to the door.
What am I going to do?
Hide stupid.
They probably know this place better than me so they could find me easily.
Do you want to get raped and die or hide and try to live?
The second answer.
Then do it!

I heard the door knob turn then stopped before they opened the door.
"Niall! Will! Get your asses down here now!" A voice echoed through the house. The boys ran from my room down the hall until I heard nothing. I need to get out of here before something happens to me.

I gently opened my door to see if anybody was there then slowly walked down the dark hallway into a lighted room, where I saw three boys talking amongst themselves. I turned away from the room in the other direction when my body ran into a wall or a body. I looked up to see a boy with carmel brown hair quiffed up, tan skin tone, and eyes as blues as the ocean.

"Where are you going princess?" he asked. His voice was different than what I imagined, higher with a sweet tone to it.
"N-no where," I cleared my throat. "No where."
"You look beautiful," he voice got deeper as he leaned forward towards my face. I slowly backed away from the boy but he grabbed my wrist with a tight grip, "Where are you going?"
"Please don't hurt me. Let go," I begged hiding the pain on my wrist.
"I'm not going to hurt you, but I'm going make you love me," he whispered in my ear.
"No please no. I beg you please don't do this," I had a tear roll down my cheek.

The boy pushed me against the wall putting my hands above my head with one of his hands. He smiled the pressed his lips on mine, he licked my lips asking for enterence but I fought back the kiss. The boy got pissed, he pushed me back against the wall harder opening my mouth with a gasp as he slipped his tongue in my mouth. He pushed his body against mine then rapped my legs around his torso. I wished someone would help me but we were up stairs away from everyone that were down below. The boy tugged at the bottom of the shirt about to lift it up but was pulled back away from me. I fell to the ground pulling my legs to my body holding them tightly. I looked up to see a taller boy leaning over the blue eyed boy yelling at him. The boy had dark curls, wore a black shirt, like the one I had on, and black skinnies.

"What the FUCK were you doing Louis? I said not going anywhere near her until I get back that ment not to hurt her and not to fucking rape her! You're lucky that I'm not going to fucking kick your ass. Just remember, if I ever see you do this shit again, it's your life!" The boy said in a deep voice. The other boy, Louis, nodded his head then looked at me and mouthed, I'm so sorry, then walked away.

The boy watched Louis walk down trhe stairs before he faced me as I sat in surprise. The boy had dark brown curly hair, an eyebrow piercing on his left side, small tattoos on his left wrist and dark green eyes. I looked into his eyes then a flashabck of remebering those eyes from last night. He was the one who saved me. He held out his hand and picked me off the ground with a smile.

"Hello my name is Harry, what's yours?"

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