'What in the h.e.l.l is going on?!' I thought to myself as the arms lifted me from the bed. When the persons hands left my eyes, just as my vision refocused a blindfold blocked my vision once more and it was tied tight underneath my hair which was left down, with just the sides up now. When I tried to scream, nothing came out. Kick? Nothing. Hit? Nothing. My body was acting against my wishes as well as my common sense. I felt myself being bent over a table and the zipper to my dress slowly slid down and was ripped off me from the front. A noise finally escaped my mouth as I felt my bare body shiver from the breeze pa.s.sing onto me, as well as multiple eyes staring at my completely revealed body. I felt my arms get pulled in front of me as cold medal hand cuffs snapped around my wrist. After spending some time trying to get the gag out my mouth it finally budged as I screamed out.
"Hey! Who the f.u.c.k are you guys?! This is kidnapping! And ****!" I screamed before the gag was shoved right back into my mouth and adjusted to be tighter this time. My arms were hoisted over my head and before I knew it, they were stuck in place. I tried to kick my legs at the unknown men but after the first few attempts my ankles were being held by multiple hands and coldness swept them as heavy medal bars held my feet down, and my legs were completely spread apart leaving my v.a.g.i.n.al area completely unguarded. What felt like a leather belt caressed my body and I was starting to feel turned on.
*Slap*
The belt whipped against my a.s.s and then a males hand wrapped around my breast, and I could hear the drop of the belt. Using his free hand, he landed on my flower, stroking his middle and ring finger against my c.l.i.t and soft moans escaped my mouth through the gag.
"That's it girl... Let me hear your sweet music." He said while whispering in my ear. He moved his hand away from my breast and stroked my hair before latching onto it and pulling me back till the top of my head hit his hard chest.
I was quickly shaken awake and when I snapped up, I was breathing heavily before realizing it was a dream.
"Oh my G.o.d.. It felt so real.." I said, exasperated. Jerome looked at me with an eyebrow raised.
"What did little one?" He asked and I jumped up so high before slapping him across the face, a small scream leaving my mouth.
"Holy s.h.i.t Jerome don't scare me like that! G.o.d d.a.m.n it!" I said with a hand over my heaving chest. Jerome raised his hands on surrender and Harrison came running down the stairs looking really... upset.
"What the f.u.c.k is with the screaming?" He growled and it wasn't till now that I noticed the girl hanging on his arm.
"Who the f.u.c.k is this b.i.t.c.h-" I snapped and then immediately shut my lips. Harrison always had a rule that I could never, EVER insult the women he brought over. Harrison turned to me and I swear it looked like his eyes went black with anger, Jerome stepped in front of me which did literally nothing. A harsh slap whammed across my face and I fell to the floor. Did he just.... Slap me..? I looked up at Harrison and tried to hide the tears welling up in my eyes and as if he had just realized what he'd done he got on his knees beside me and went to wrap his arms around me but stopped when I shuddered back from him. His eyes softened when he grabbed my arm and pulled me to his body, taking me into a long hug. But I couldn't bring myself to return it. I was mad at him right now, for more reasons than one. I had simply patted him on the back and wiggled out of his grasp.
"I need to go get ready for school.." I said and just as I reached the door, Jerome called out for me.
"Paris, your grandma figured you stayed here last night so she brought some clothes over for you as well as your backpack." He said.
'G.o.d dammit, of course. Now I get to enjoy this awkwardness...' I thought to myself before turning and smiling.
"Great... I'm gonna go change then.." I said before walking into the guest room after taking the clothes from Jerome. I stepped into the bathroom, taking a wet cloth and rubbing it over my face to get the rest of my makeup off. After stripping down completely I took a quick shower to wash just my body then changed into the bra and underwear my grandma brought over, then slid my legs into the half torn denim jeans, and white sweater crop that showed hardly any of my stomach. d.a.m.n granny, nice outfit taste. I put the filas on then after unfolding a towel with makeup I thanked the heavens that granny raided my makeup. I brushed the mascara on and swiftly wiped the chapstick onto my lips before taking my backpack and walking out the door. I took the keys to my truck out of the front pocket of my bag and when I tried to start it up, nothing. The engine was out. 'Perfect. I'll just call TripleAAA...' I thought to myself and scanned for my phone.
"Uh...Where did I put it?" I said looking around realizing my wallet was missing too.
"....Mother... f.u.c.ker!" I yelled before dropping my head on the wheel which caused the horn to go off till I lifted my head.
"It's not good for the blood pressure to be this mad." Said Nicholas as he stood right by the driver door.
"Yeah, haha, I don't need your snarky comments right now Nick." I said, short tempered. And when I turned my face towards Nick, his jaw tightened.
"Who slapped you?" He asked before taking my chin into his hand and making me turn my head towards him.
"N-No one, H-Harrison and I were messing around and he got a little too rough and accidentally swiped a little too hard.." I said trying not to stagger my words.
"I've known you since we were 9, you think I can't tell when you're lying to me Paris?" He said, seeing right through me and his eyes flashed with multiple emotions that I couldn't really pick out.
".....No.." I said trying to avoid an argument or really just anything at this point.
"I'll talk to him. But for now, scoot that a.s.s over little one so after I finish this up we can head out." He said and I couldn't help but smile. But it still didn't make up for my phone being missing. I scoot over into the pa.s.senger side and watched as Nick lifted the hood and grabbed some jumper cables, attaching the cables to his car and my truck. I realized we both forgot the keys were still in the ignition and when I reached to grab them Harrison grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"Never touch medal on or within a truck when jumpers are out." He said with his stern tone laced through his voice.
"That b.i.t.c.h is who you guys are after?!?!"
