read author's note at the end. v v v important.
false info about date rape drugs but idc
Kian
The two men threw me in the back of Andrea's Ferrari, literally. Wait, how did Andrea afford this car? Did she do some drug dealing or some shit? Like, hoe? I mean, how?
My face was hidden in the backseat and I could barely breathe.
"Andrea, how did you afford this car?" I forced out, breathing heavily.
"Oh, the usual. Stripping, drug dealing, prostitution." She answered as if it were nothing. The bitch probably has STD's now for all I know.
"Now, Kian. This is what's going to happen. Jeff and Josh are going to carry you into my house and they're going to take you up into my room. You're going to call Hannah–
"–Haylie."
"–whatever. You're going to call her and tell her you're staying with Jc and we're gonna have our fun then my driver will take you back home. If you fucking tell her the truth, you won't make it through the night. I don't think you want Cameron to know you're dead, now do you?"
My blood boiled at the mention of his stupid ass. "What does Cameron have to do with anything?"
"We're working together, remember? That's my daddy. My baby. Gotta support the boyfriend, don't I?" She chuckled evilly.
"Andrea, what the fuck is wrong with you? Like, honestly. You used to never be like this. You used to be so sweet and quiet and pretty. Now you're evil, loud, and fucking hideous. What happened?" I asked, genuinely wanting to know.
"You cheated on me with your fucking bitch. That's what happened." She growled.
"That can't be the whole reason."
She stepped on the breaks, making fall on the floor. Soon, her face was inches from mine. "I knew you didn't love me anymore."
"I thought you knew that I didn't love you even when we were dating. I just thought you were a good fuck." I said, bluntly.
"Kian, you better shut your pretty little fucking mouth before I see it shut." She growled. Her car sped up which told me that I was pissing her off.
Good. I was doing something right then.
We drove fire about five more minutes in silence - which I was grateful for - until we came to a stop.
Minutes later, my paralyzed body was being picked up by the two men.
"Why don't you guys fuck off and get your fucking hands off of me?" I growled.
The feeling was coming back to my body but very slowly. It'd be great if I could feel my fingers and shit so I could beat the shit out of these pieces of shit.
"Shut the fuck up, Kian." Josh groaned and then I felt something sticky being placed on my mouth. fucking great. Duct tape.
The guys carried me into Andrea's house that was trashed as usual. I was carried up stairs and into what I'm guessing Andrea's room and thrown into the bed. literally.
I groaned when the back of my head hit the backboard. I just got over a fucking concussion assholes.
"You're free to go, boys." Andrea said, dismissing the boys.
Once the boys left, Andrea closed and locked the door. Then she walked over to me with my phone in her hands.
How'd she get my phone?
"Now, Kian. You're going to call Haylie. You're going to tell her you're staying at Jc's and nothing else, right?" She waved my phone back and forth in her hands.
I rolled my eyes before nodding. Her hand came up to my mouth which make me jerk away from her.
"Kian, don't be a dick. Just do what I say and don't move when I do certain things to you, okay, daddy?" She smirked before ripping the duct tape off my lips.
She's not Haylie, the fuck? She can't call me that.
"Just fucking call Haylie so we can get this done and over with okay?" I rolled my eyes and groaned.
"What's your passcode?" She asked, looking at my phone.
"6689." I sighed.
She unlocked my phone and went to my contacts, clicking on Haylie's name. She pressed call and put the phone to my mouth.
Haylie answered soon after. "Kian?! Where are you! Are you alright?"
I looked at Andrea who had a stern look on her face. 'Don't tell her.' She mouthed. I sighed.
"Baby, I'm fine. I'm staying with Jc tonight, okay? I can barely walk and I don't think it'd be a good idea to come home right now." I said into the phone.
"That's funny. Because Jc just called me and said that they lost you. Kian, where are you really at?" She was getting irritated and I hated it. I hated lying to her.
'Lie.' Andrea mouthed. I rolled my eyes.
I was having a mind battle with myself. I could tell Haylie where I was or I could lie to her and have no choice but to let Andrea do what she wanted to me.
The feeling in my body was coming back quicker now and I could move my fingers. Soon, I had full control over my body.
"Haylie, call the police." I said, sternly.
"Kian, what are you doing?" Andrea said, pissed now.
"Are you with Andrea!?" Haylie yelled into the phone.
I took the phone out of Andrea's hand and pushed her off the bed with my feet.
"Haylie, she drugged my drink at the club and it paralyzed me. I'm just now getting my feeling back. But I need you to call the police and tell them to trace my number because I have no idea where I am." I said all in one breath.
"Alright, Kian." She hung up after that and soon, I heard Andrea pushing herself off the hardwood floor.
"You've fucked up, Kian." She growled, standing up all the way. She started walking towards me before reaching into her pocket and pulling out switchblade, clicking it open.
"I told you to let me have my fun and I would let you go scot free. No bruises. No marks." She started getting closer which caused me to back away. I looked around me to see if there was anything I could for self defense. On my left there was a pillow and on my right there was the bedroom door.
Run out the bedroom door and down into the kitchen for a knife. My subconscious told me.
The only bad thing about that was that I didn't know where the kitchen was. But I needed to get out of here. I wasn't about to let this crazy bitch kill me when I had a family.
Andrea was about three feet away from me. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins which caused me to push Andrea away from me. She must've seen it coming because she swiped the knife across my bicep, leaving a ginormous gash and blood flowing quickly down my arm. I didn't worry about it before I ran off out the door and down the stairs.
At this point, I could kill the bitch and be done with her forever or not have that on my conscious and let the bitch go to jail when the police arrive.
I'm gonna go with choice number two. I made a b like for the front door and quickly opened it with Andrea on my heels. When I got the door opened, I ran out a little but then Andrea jumped and tackled me to the ground.
This is it. I'm going to die today.
She rolled me over and straddled me with the switchblade by her right ear.
Act like you want her. Act like you want her on top of you.
It wasn't a bad idea. Maybe she'd let me go but what if she thinks I want to fuck her?
I smirked at her. "Damn, we've been in this position a lot haven't we, Andrea?"
She looked at me confused for a second but then she licked her lips with a smirk on her face. "We have, baby."
Once I caught her off guard, I pushed her off of me once again causing more blood to run out of my arm. I was starting to feel dizzy due to the amount of blood loss.
I ignored the blurry vision and ran, holding my arm and applying pressure to it.
"H-Help!" I yelled as Andrea walked after me. She wasn't running anymore which I was grateful for.
"This woman is trying to kill me!" I yelled as loud as I could.
"Kian, we're out in the middle of nowhere. No one is going to hear you–" she was cut off by police sirens blaring. I looked back at her and smiled.
"Guess someone did." Five cop cars stopped in her yard and got out of their cars pointing guns at the two of us.
"Andrea Russett, put your weapon down." One cops said as I walked towards them. Andrea didn't listen and started running towards me which caused me to run towards the police.
"Fire!" Then everything flashed before me. Gunshots were being fired at Andrea. She was being shot everywhere, blood was flying everywhere. The gunshots stopped suddenly as Andrea fell to the ground.
And just like that, Andrea was dead.
I was going to stop writing this at 75 but changed my mind and am still writing to 100.
but how would you guys like it if I went live on younow after every chapter so we could talk about what you liked and didn't like? Constructive criticism helps me out a lot. LET ME KNOW!!