The story of my life.

Addison's POV

As I sit in my room, listening to One Direction's new album, I look out my window. My older step brother, Dustin pulled in the drive, with his two friends in the car as well. He has some cute friends! But not as cute as my favourite five boys!

I watched as the all three got out of the car and walked to the house, pushing and messing around with each other on the way.

I was home alone. Until now.

They came in talking so loud, I could hear them in my room. I heard Heath, the cuter of my brothers friends, say "Hey, where's Addison?"

"In her room. Duh." Dustin said

The sound of heavy boots on the wood floor echoed through the hall, before there was a knock on my door.

"Come in." I said scrolling through my newsfeed on Facebook.

The door swung open and I looked up to see, a tall figure, with longish blonde hair, and brown eyes, standing in my doorway.

"Oh, hey Heath."

"Hey." He smirked at me.

"Can I help you?" I asked staring at my phone.

"I was just wondering, if you want to come see a movie with me tomorrow? Around eight?" He asked, a little too confident.

"No thanks. My friends and I are having a girls night tomorrow. Maybe some other time." I said not interested at all.

"Right. Another time then?" He asked. I could tell he was shocked.

"Maybe." I say smiling at him.

He nodded, and left.

I could tell he was a embarrassed. He never gets turned down. And he's kind of a cocky ass hole.

I could hear my brother and Kyle, his other friend, laughing at him. They'd clearly been listening the whole time.

Heath may be cute, but so not my type. He's the type to fuck on the first date, be a total dick to his girlfriends, cheat on them, and he would play a girl just to impress his friends. Dustin doesn't want me to date him either. I'm his little sister and he cares about me. He hates to see me sad.

I looked up again. Ugh, Heath left my door open.

"Dustin! Can you close my door please?" I yelled. Too lazy to get up and do it myself.

"I got it." Heath said.

His silhouette became clear in my doorway.

"Thanks, Heath." I say

"Oh, no need to thank me yet, babe." He said as he stepped into my room, shutting it and locking it.

"Heath, wha-"

He rushed to my bedside and put his hand over my mouth, "Shhh. Babe, I've been waiting for this moment for months." His other hand held both of my wrists tightly.

My heart began to race and I knew what was going to happen next. And I knew I didn't want it too.

I bit down on his finger, and the minute he pulled away, I let out a blood hurtiling scream. I began to kick, and hit him, continuing to scream.

I heard running feet scrambling to my door. Dustin and Kyle were banging on the door and yelling at Heath to stop.

Heath restrained me again, covering my mouth as well. His free hand began to make its way down my sweatpants. I shut my eyes tightly, and a tear slid down my face. I was shaking badly. I didn't want this.

Right before his large fingers went into me, there was a loud bang, and my door was laying on the ground. I was more than happy to see Dustin and Kyle in my room.

Dustin stomped over, pulling Heath off of me, and onto the floor. He repeatedly struck him. Kyle came over to me, and wrapped me in his arms. Kyle and I watched as Dustin beat the shit out of Heath. I cried into Kyle's shirt as his hand stroked my hair.

After about two minutes, Dustin pulled Heath to his feet, and dragged him out of my room. I heard him open the door, and he yelled "Don't ever come back! If you ever even look at my sister again, I will kill you!" and the door slammed shut.

Dustin came back into the room, and I threw myself at him. He held me in his arms tightly.
"Thank you." I sobbed.

"I'm so sorry. I'll never let anyone hurt you. I promise." He whispered.

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