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  1. Thanks everyone... I love the comments.
  2. Chapter 9 This isn’t supposed to happen. This isn’t supposed to be happening to me. Jason, he… he shouldn’t have kissed me that night. He knew the consequences of it. But he did and it felt right. But why does it feel that my life is over? I have everything now. I have the guy, the friends, and the family that loves me. So why am I sitting in a darkened corner holding my legs to my chest. Hoping they don’t find me. I’m trying my hardest not to make a sound. It hurts. The pain that they have done already is enough make me wish for death. How can kids be so cruel, so mean, so uncaring? “Shhhh, I think I hear him.” I heard one voice say. Don’t ask me their names because I couldn’t tell you. As they near where I’m hiding I heard one say, “He wouldn’t have gotten away if someone was watching him like we told the dumbass to do.” The feet of these teenagers were getting closer, and closer, to me. My breath started to hitch up a little making my already broken rib hurt worse. God, I hope they just walk right pass me and not look behind. Please that’s all I ask. Please please please…. I beg of thy. Imagine yourself in my position. Curled up in a ball, shaking like a wet cat. Your body is probably covered in bruises, fat puffy lip, most likely a gash in the eye brow. Your arms hurt from being dragged. And your ass feels like it’s been through a gangbang. I know this isn’t something that a normal person would imagine. But if you haven’t paid close attention so far, neither would I. How did this happen? Who is doing this to me. Is all I have running through my head. Plus hoping that I find my way out of here. There has got to be a way. As the foot steps of these guys come closer to me, I panick. Biting my lip in hopes that I can keep quiet as they walk pass me. I see the first of many arms and legs slowly walk past. They haven’t seen me yet. ******** 10 hours earlier When Jason finished kissing me, I had a raging hard on. I couldn’t help but to whimper as he backed away from me. Fighting the temptation of reaching behind his head and yanking him back to me for more. “That…” he clears his throat, “that was intense, more intense than I originally thought.” He snickers. All I could do was nod my head yes. My mind was still brown from the hot make out session. With my hand I lay it on his chest. And with my head I lay it on his shoulder. This felt right, to right. Like it was just meant to, you know. Everything fit, like a brand new glove. Or like a puzzle, every piece fit perfectly. But why does it feel like something is missing? Like the last puzzle piece can’t be found. I’m scratching my brain trying to figure this out, while Jason rubs my back softly. “Do you want something to drink, Aiden?” he whispered “Sure, whatever. It doesn’t matter.” When he disappeared back inside I sighed out loud. This night has definitely changed for the better. Instead the cute ginger stranger Logan. I have a very attractive boyfriend, Jason. Leaning against the banister, porch railing, I resumed looking at the back yard. Staring up at the stars. Wondering just how this night will end. I didn’t hear them approaching I didn’t even notice people were in the yard with us. They must have seen everything. The next thing I felt was a hand grasping my arm, while another hand grasped the other arm. All the while someone was duct taping my mouth, holding something to my face forcing me to inhale. Everything started to go black and fuzzy. I wanted to scream out, I wanted to protest them doing this to me. Just when things were starting to look up. I guess this is fate! ***** Present They all walked passed me without even glancing down. When they were about halfway up the hallway, I crept out of my hiding spot. Making sure that my bare feet didn’t make a sound to alert them back this way. I tried my best to check every door and to check every hallway that came into view. This place seemed like a maze of corridors and doors. I don’t see how anyone could remember which way to go. I can’t even for the life of me remember which direction I came from. All the hallways looked the same. Getting a little irritated and annoyed with myself. I almost gave up hope. Giving into the temptation that fate didn’t want me to get out of here alive. Breathing in slowly, I held my left side and checked one last door. With a twist of the handle it opened. To my delight. The room itself has old school desks stacked against one wall. It smelled of mold, dirt, and the type of smell that makes you cover you noise. As I quickly walk over to the window to look out. I bump into the teacher’s desk. Praying that I didn’t make enough noise to attract unwanted people. Breathing in once more, trying to calm my already beating heart, and hoping that I don’t cause myself to have an anxiety attack. I pull up on my window. It didn’t even move. I try once more with all my might, hurting my broken rib more. It creaked open, a little at time. I hesitantly took a look behind me in hopes that no body heard it. What I saw were shadows dancing behind the door. With one last chance of getting out of here, I lifted the window again. Not caring if they heard it this time or not. I didn’t even look back as the window opened just wide enough for me squeeze through. With all my courage, I fell from the window. Landing with a thud. The ground came to quick, and my back didn’t like it. I wheezed and coughed a few times. However, I got up and limped my way past the window and the corner of the school building. Looking to my left and right. I lightly jogged across the street to a house. The lights were out and I didn’t want to disturb the darkness with asking for help. So I crept along the house, having hands moving across the cracked faded paint. Arriving at the back yard, I saw clothes swaying on a line. “Thank the stars” I said in a whisper. Nearly giving myself a heart attack. I haven’t even spoken since I awoke some hours ago. The clothes on the line looked to be of a teenager. Hopefully they fit me. I don’t want to get stopped for indecent exposure. That would not go over very well. Grabbing the clothes, I put them on as fast I could. Given my state, things took a little bit. Slipping on the pants and the hoodie. Again I’m really thankful to this family for still using the line instead of a dryer. Ducking out of their backyard I quickly turn right, in hopes that it will get me in the right direction for home or close to one of my friends houses. If knowing my city like I do. There is only two abandoned schools. One on the east side of town and one on the west side. North and south still had their doors open. Shit I should have looked at the school’s name before I left the street. However that’s okay. I’ve lived in this city all my life. I can’t very well get lost in it, can I? Ha! That’s funny. Making me giggle, which again reminded me of my problems. Left side damaged, ass probably tore open. Bleeding eye brow, split fat lip, do I have a black eye as well. You know I don’t actually want to know. The less the better. For now. Coming to the street named Forrester, I knew exactly where I am. And I’m not far from… wouldn’t you know Jason’s house. His new one. I believe. This cannot be a coincidence, could it? A bunch of teenagers kidnap me, rape me, kick my ass, and when I escape, I’m close to my boyfriend’s house? This isn’t making sense. One minute, of course. It’s his football friends. The same team I’m on. The same team that worships Jason. “God damnit, son of a mother fucking asshole!!!” yes I swore, I’m allowed to swear especially after finding out that Jason might have had a hand in this the whole fucking time. The person who I thought was actually going to be there to catch me when I fell. The only person who knew exactly how I felt. He even kissed me first, not once but all together six times. Turning to the left, I started towards the only other person who could help me. Courtney! I kept looking behind me, call me paranoid but knowing or at least hinting that Jason’s football team mates were up to this didn’t make me feel any safer. If anything it made my skin crawl with fear. Going as fast I could without actually running. I came to Courtney’s street without any problems. Unfortunately her house is the last one on the right. I can do this, I have to do this. Or they will find me. No doubt they know where we all live. So with what little energy I have left, I started down the street. Hoping that I make it to her house, just to say that I have made it somewhere safe. With every sound that echoed into the night, my anxiety went up a notch, along with my heart beat. I didn’t know which one would win. I couldn’t take the chaos that fate has thrown in my path. What will come of this? Will I ever trust someone again? Can I trust someone again? By that I mean romantically. Reaching Courtney’s porch, I steadied myself for the reality that I'm about to be bringing to one of my friend’s life. With a sigh I slowly made my way up to her door and knocked. Praying beyond praying that she be the one to answer the door. I knocked harder, than before. “Who is it?” Courtney asked. “It’s,” clearing my voice, “It’s me Court. Open the door.” My voice cracked then. With a swoosh of the door my friend stood there with a shocked expression. “Aiden, is that really you?” She asked. I couldn’t speak. As my overloaded brain shut down and emotion took over. My eyes filled with huge tears, and body shook with every heart wrenching sob… “oh my poor boy!” She hugged me tight, I clung to her like she was the only thing standing between life and death. *Ps, I normally don’t like to write this sort of stuff. It makes me tear up. And I hate having my characters go through something like what Aiden did. Comments, likes and reviews on the forum is greatly appreciated. Thank you 😃
  3. You surely will. I'm working on chapter 9...
  4. Chapter 8 The party part 2 I can’t believe that happened. What is wrong with me? Why can’t I just leave Jason alone? Or is it Jason that needs to leave me alone? “Aiden?” Looking to the side of me, I see Courtney standing there leaning against the wall. Drink in hand, with a frown. Is this night destined to be wrong? I mean c'mon, two guys, both extremely hot, and want me? And one actually kissed me. Pushing Jason away, I open my mouth to say something but, nothing comes out. There’s nothing that I could say to get me out this predicament. “Court, it’s not what it looks like… I swear.” I start to panick. Sure Court knows about me, all my friends do. Specially this jackass standing next to me. “Save it Aiden. How could you? After you swore that Jason wasn’t anything or he didn’t mean anything to you anymore? Or was that all a lie. I know the dude’s hot. But don’t go down that road.” With a huff she turns around and disappears. “I’m sorry Ai…” he starts “Don’t Jason. You know exactly what you were doing. And I don’t know what to think. I honestly don’t know if you’re fucking with me or you are actually sincere about it… I can’t trust you. We just got back to being friends!” I grabbed the first bottle on the counter, poured it in my cup and took a sip. I coughed a little at first. And sipped again, “slow down Aiden. That stuff is strong…” he looks at me with sympathy. “Who gave you the right to care about you? You actually think that I give a flying fuck right now?” now he looks hurt. “I don’t need your sympathy. And I certainly don’t need you to worry about me. I have real friends for that.” I take one last look at him. As I walk way. Now to find that hottie Logan. I hope he didn’t find someone else to play with. Jason just needs to understand that, I can’t go back to him. He destroyed that part of me that wanted him. When we were kids he was my everything. However, now he’s a stranger. A very hot stranger. I might add! Shaking my head I clear it of thinking about Jason. I’m on a mission dammit. A mission in the hopes of losing my virginity to a ginger. How weird is that to be thinking about? Shouldn’t virgins be a little bit scared of doing sexual stuff? Shouldn’t we be a little skittish of doing the act? I would think so, but as I’m heading into the living room where the music is pumping, and people are milling are around. My eyes land on Logan’s back, at least I hope it’s Logan. The guy has a nice bubble butt, I wonder what kind of undies he’s wearing? Whoa, what!? I can’t believe I just thought that… my hormones are so high, that I would be willing to give it up to any one of these fine ass men in here. Weaving around people, I come close enough to Logan to hear a portion of the conversation. “Yea, he’s arguing with one of his friends in the kitchen. I can’t believe a guy like Jason would interrupt something like that? Don’t get me wrong Jason’s fucking hot and I’d do him in a minute…” he laughs. “But I’m hoping to bed Aiden. The guys a hot number…” The person in front of him nods his head in my direction. Panick quickly starts up and I wonder if I’m doing the right thing? This is either a fight or flight situation and I wonder if it’s the right thing to do… “Oh hey Aiden. This is my Alex. We were just talking about you.” Logan says, but his facial expression shows surprise. I wonder if he really is interested in me after all. Or is it just the booze talking. “Hey Alex. Nice to meet ya!” I smile Logan wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me a little closer to him. The feel of his body touching mine, had me tingling. Maybe excited. God, I hope I’m doing the right thing here. “What we’re guys talking about?” I asked “oh nothing…” he paused, “nothing at all.” He totally avoided the question. “So that comment about bedding me wasn’t in the conversation? Or the fact my friend Jason isn’t hot…” I don’t know why I’m getting so annoyed. It’s not like I don’t want to bed him either. “Look it doesn’t matter. I'm just saying all is fair in Love and war.” I smile at him. While he just gives me a blank stare. Did I say something stupid. Was it to smart for a drink hot guy to understand. “Dude! He’s talking to you, stop staring and answer back…” His friend Alex smacks him in the arm. “Ow!” Logan states as he rubs his arm, “sorry I didn’t want to come off like that. But yea we were kind of talking about you and your friend. I can’t help it. You’re fucking hot.” He says, as I blush. A guy just called me hot, me! I can’t believe it… alright, alright. Don’t fan Girl now. Just accept the compliment. Wow! Me, hot… please. I think he’s drunk. Laughing, “Thanks. But I think you’re drunk.” His friends laughs at him while Logan just continues to stare. Following his line of sight. I see Jason standing there with a drink his hand, leaning up against the door jam. With a smirk upon his face. Fucking asshole. He’s trying to steal this hottie from me. “Are you really staring at my friend. I thought you wanted me?” I’m sounding whiney aren’t I? Fuck. Whatever. I’m good. I’ll just hang out and have fun. That’s what you’re supposed to do at a party anyway, right? “Go have him, I’m no longer interested.” With that I walk away. Am I wrong for what I did? I mean if he wants Jason that’s the only thing he had to say, or was Jason looking at us? Maybe I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. Maybe, just maybe Logan had a reason for staring at Jason. The dude’s hot. And if it weren’t for me not trusting Jason then hell yes. I’d do him… Walking outside, the air felt crisp, clean, and fresh. Sighing loud I leaned against the banister of the porch. Taking in the sight of the back yard. With a sip from my cup, I bowed my head. How can tonight can anymore fucked up? How can one moment lead to this? I had him in the palm of my hand. And we would have done it too. “Hey.” Jason says. I didn’t even hear approach. “Not now, okay.” I sighed. All these years I’ve wanted him, now that I don’t he wants me… what kind of sick game is the gods playing. Do they like toying with their creation? Why give me a guy at an early age; to rip him from me. And then have him show back up in my life. “its not like that Aiden. I swear…” he sighs now. “Please explain it then Jason. Because I don’t know what you’re thinking or feeling. I can’t read minds. I’m not an empath.” I’m getting frustrated at the right person but wrong time. “Aiden please hear me out, without judgment or ridicule.” “Fine. Say whatever it is that made you come after me.” I need more liquor for this shit. “When we were kids I didn’t know what was going on. I didn’t even think about my consequences until it was too late. I didn’t even realize that I hurt you that badly until you moved away and I never saw you again. Aiden please forgive me when I say, I listened to the kids at our old school. They were, are morons. I should have listened to you then. Instead of hurting you and throwing away what we had…” he pauses. You can tell that this hurts him to speak of.. but I need to hear this, I need to finally give him a shot at telling me what exactly he wants. Maybe then we can be something. “Back then I didn’t realize that I had the same feeling that you had for me. Now that we are older I can express to you how much of an asshole that makes me. For doing what I did, for saying what I did. For whatever else I may have forgotten. Aiden you are the only person that I have thought of since that summer. The only person who has ever came close enough for me to lo.. lo…” He stuttered out. “ Love Jason, love. But that feeling isn’t there anymore for me. I don’t think that I can do this Jason. Not with you. Not how things have ended back then...” I turn around with silent tears and stare at him. Him with his unshed tears, hair perfect, frown perfect, even his cologne smells perfect. As I’m looking at him, he’s moving closer to me. “Jason?” I whispered “Yea?” he whispered back “The feelings haven’t left.” With that he kisses me hard.
  5. Another great chapter. And congrats on the editor. Even though you really didn't need one to begin with. But they never hurt... Anyway, we all know who the song is for that's why they changed the subject when Teddy asked. Or waived him off... Too cute. Ryder is growing on Teddy, like Teddy is growing on Ryder... I have feeling I know where this is going but like we discussed. Popularity is a bitch to keep and hold at a certain standard. Everyone looks up to Teddy while shitting in Ryder. Well that's all going to change when Ryder becomes famous, and Teddy status gets knocked a few pegs... Hugs! Again great chapter.
  6. Wow! I can seriously feel the emotions in the last two chapters. There is definitely Sparks flying when it comes to Teddy and Ryder... They just need to jump! The family being encouraging and helpful, plus his uncle telling him that his band will come to the bar and hear him. Oh thats going to be a fun chapter... This story is becoming very well written. I hope it becomes even better. I've already fell in love with Teddy and Ryder. Let's see where it goes. It can only get better or fall to pieces. Thanks for sharing, hugs!
  7. Again I loved it!!! Even more now because Ryder is showing us his softer side. And im glad that he actually had the balls to go over to Teddy's house. And also stay to have dinner. this is starting to look alot like something serious is going to happen. I just hope nothing too serious. Love ya Ace! Keep up the great work
  8. Awesome chapter... I would absolutely love to be in a bar like that... Ryder needs to realize that not all popular guys are out to get him. Like I have said before, there is going to be alot of drama. Especially with Ryder and Teddy. I hope Teddy knows what he is doing. Lol okay of course not. But there with consequences. I need to finish Blinded. God, in so behind on that story lol Keep up the great work. Love it!
  9. Is there going to be more to this story? I fell in love with the plot twist. And the story itself. Thank you for sharing it
  10. Belated Happy Birthday!

    1. Remijay

      Remijay

       Hah thank you

  11. Happy Birthday, Remijay! I hope you're having a great day! :)

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    2. Lisa

      Lisa

      Haha, what the hell's a baby groot??

    3. Remijay

      Remijay

      It's from gaurdians of the Galaxy 2. 

    4. Lisa

      Lisa

      Oh, I haven't seen that.I'll have to Google it. lol

  12. This was a very cute chapter. I hope Cy doesn't let this define who he is as a person. That would be his downfall. As for Carter I hope he knows what he's getting himself into. I wouldn't want either of them to get hurt. Another Great chapter I loved it. All the emotions and anxiety. Keep up the good work.
  13. Absolutely loved this chapter comsie!!! Keep'em coming love ya
  14. That was cruel of Cy to do to Carter. However, I do believe Carter will be savor of Cy. Only time will tell in this case. Great 9 chapters. Sorry I haven't been posting or reading. Work is kicking my ass lately. Not including bring sick lol anyway, I love this book just like the other two.. hugs!
  15. Oh wow... oh wow... I absolutely loved this book. More than the first one... you did very well, especially at the end. I am proud to say it didn't end in death or horror. I hope book 3 is like this and the first. I hope everything works out great