Fragile(NOT COMPLETED, UNDER REVISION, PLZ DONT READ RN)

Chapter 22

He smiles happily as he crawls on top of me, his hands holding down my shoulders.

"It's funny how you're acting like you don't want me, yet here you are in my bed." He marvels. "It's also funny how you keep trying to leave me. This is my party Grace. This is my house."

I lose all hope that someone will come bursting through the door to help me.

"I always knew you were a whore." He sneers, ripping the material of my dress.

"Ethan," I shout weakly, my sobs taking away my voice, "Please, Please don't do this." My legs still struggle, kicking and twisting around like crazy. A sharp pain floods through my left cheek as he slaps me.

"Shut the fuck up." He roared, annoyed with my disobedience. " You let guys like Logan fuck you and give you hickeys and shit? You think I don't know whats going on between you two? You think you're too good for me bitch?" His hand latches onto my neck, squeezing it painfully as tears run down my face in fear.

Ethan leans closely into my ear and I shake violently underneath him.

"P-Please..please- don't. Don't do this! P-Please stop!" I wince.

"You have no idea how badly I want you right now baby." He groans ignoring my pleas, he shifts his position on top of me. His hand latches onto one of my thighs, pulling me forward as he leans into me.

Vomit crawls up my throat, disgusted by the fact that he would have the nerve to call me that. When he leans down onto my chest and presses his lips on my skin I lose it. Something just snaps inside of me. More tears than ever stream down my face, scared by the fact that this might actually happen. He's already abused me, I wont let him find another way to do so. I can't.

I shoot my arms up from underneath him, untangling from him and slap him, and then I start shoving his head away from me, hitting and pushing him away from me as much as I can. I pound on his chest screaming at him to get off. Its like some never ending rage just fuming out of me. I hit him so hard he falls off of me and onto to the floor.

I shoot up from the bed, scrambling about in the dark room trying to find the door. When I find the door and unlock it, I pull on the door knob and light shoots through the room. I'm quick to step out the room but something grabs my leg pulling me back. It catches me off guard, pulling me back but I still push forward, trying to get out.

Ethan's hands travel up, pulling me back by my stomach. I hiss out, kicking my feet. My shoes dig into his feet and I jump at the opportunity to run as he releases me to cater to his foot.

I run faster than light travels through a room. The front door comes into sight and I dodge towards it, desperate to get out of this house. I bolt through the entrance breathing in the fresh air.

My arms wrapped around my body as the cold air bit at my skin. I continue to cry hysterically as I search for my phone on my body. When I find it I unlock it swiftly and call Alyssa. I pace back and forth as I wait for her to answer. She doesn't answer the first time so I call again but the calls just ring out.

My lips trembled and my knees go weak. I wanted to go home. I wanted to take a shower and scrub away Ethan's touch and curl up in my bed and never leave again. My chest felt on fire but it must have been my lungs burning from crying so hard.

I clutched my head in my hands and tried to calm myself down but nothing worked. I had to get home! I had to! I couldn't stand being here anymore. I had to find Alyssa, but that meant going back inside. There was no way I was stepping back inside there. Not after what Ethan tried to do to me. He- He tried to rape me.

But I needed to go home! I stomped around, tears continuously escaping from my eyes and my feet aching from these shoes. I bent over, ripping them off and holding them in my hands.

My feet felt wobbly as if they couldn't support my body weight anymore. I sob loudly not knowing what to do.

Slowly I stumble down the pathway towards all the cars, hoping to find Alyssa's. The darkness of the night and the blurriness from my tears makes everything look the same. I can't seem to find Alyssa's car and it makes me scream in frustration.

I bang my fists against someone's car and cry. I don't know how long I stand there in the cold, my tears unable to stop falling before I hear someone shouting at me to get away from their car.

At first it comes out distant,so I'm unsure of who it is. But then I hear it again, more prominent. I hang my head lower, not wanting to meet the face I know it belongs to.

"Grace?" I can feel his presence behind me but I stand back towards him, not moving an inch.

"Grace what are you doing here? What's wrong?" A pair of hands touch my shoulders and I flinch.

"What's wrong?" His tone comes out more concerned and his arms wrap around my waist twisting me to face him. "Why are you crying? What are you doing here?"

My sore eyes flutter up to meet Logan's. His green eyes stare at me with concern and worry, still vibrant even in the darkness of the night. I hear him suck in a breath at the sight of me looking at him which makes me cry harder. I slump down in his grip, no energy left in me to fight or shove him away from me.

He gently holds me and leans my head into his chest.

"Gracie.. What happened to you?" He asks once again.

My lip quivers against his shirt, my tears soaking the black material.

"I-I" I cant even form a full sentence. My breaths come out shaky and I feel so weak. "L-Lo-Logan."

"What's wrong, tell me. Tell me what's wrong Gracie." He pushes, rubbing my back with his hand.

I press my hands against his chest, putting a barrier between my face and his body.

"I- I wanna g-g-go home... But, But-"

"But what?"

"Alyssa- she, she won't answer her ph-phone. She drove me here." My voice cracks on the last couple words, causing more tears to run out.

"Alyssa came with you?" He asks. I nod, biting down on my bottom lip to restrain my cries.

"Do you want me to try calling her?" Logan offers. I nod again, more urgently this time. He continues to hold me as he calls Alyssa, pressing his phone against his ear. He stands there, glancing down at me every few seconds.

"She's not picking up. I can try Finn and ask if he's seen her-"

"No! I- Uh- He- He doesn't, He doesn't know she's here." I croak.

"..We can go look for her?" He offers.

"N-No!" My voice chokes out. "I can't- I can't g-go back. Not in t-there."

My breathing becomes erratic, and hiccups begin to escape my mouth which cause the salty taste of my tears to touch my tongue.

"Calm down.. It'll be okay." Logan whispers. He rests his chin on the top of my head and pats my back rhythmically. "It'll be okay Gracie.."

He continues to whisper this and my sobs lighten up a little bit, just a little.

"You know what," Logan says, "I'll drive you home. Let me text Alyssa to let her know you're with me and then we can go okay?"

I nod lightly. I felt tired as a whole. I wanted to sleep and never wake up. I wanted this constant pain to end already.

When Logan finishes texting her he slides his phone in his pocket and pulls out his keys. His car chirps as he unlocks it and he opens my door for me.

As soon as my bottom hits the seat I shut my eyes. I hear Logan's car door shut and the car start up. I catch Logan mumbling something, but that's the last thing I hear before tiredness consumes me.

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