"The only thing that keeps me sane is either violence or fucking... so unless you wanna bend over for me, I suggest you let me go." He whispered harshly against my neck, pressing me more against the wall with his body, making my breath hitch.
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Stacey and I had decided to go to Sandy's together around 8. It was Friday so we didn't have to worry about staying out late due to it being a school night. Arriving home, I walked into the kitchen to grab something to drink. Noticing a note on the kitchen counter, I walked towards it.
Working the night shift. Either cook something or order takeout. Love, mum and dad.
Sighing, I grabbed some chocolate bars from the fridge and walked up to my room. Slipping inside, I put away my things neatly and opened one of the chocolate bars. Deciding I had plenty of time to kill before I had to start getting ready, I opened my laptop to look for a good movie. I could finish my assignments in the weekend. With that, I settled on my bed and logged into my Netflix.
By the time the movie had ended it was already starting to get dark outside. Looking at my phone, the time read 7 pm. Deciding it was time to start getting ready, I walked into my bathroom and stripped off my clothes. My eyes fell on my arms. Lifting my fingers, I lightly traced the dark marks. Shaking my head, I dropped my hands and stepped into the shower.
Wrapping a towel around myself, I walked out heading towards my closet. Tracing my finger on the rows of clothes, I decided on light pink form fitting top and black striped short skirt. The top I had chosen was long sleeved so the bruises on my arms would be hidden. Dropping the towel, I slipped into a matching pair of black lacey panties and bra. Putting on the clothes I had chosen, I started work on my hair. Freeing it from the bun on top of my head, I let my long hair fall down my back in its natural curls. Deciding to leave it open, I put on some makeup that consisted of eyeliner, mascara and my shiny pink lip gloss.
Feeling satisfied with my look, I walked back into my closet and brought out my black thigh high boots. Quickly putting it on, I grabbed small side bag and stood in front of the mirror. Stacey would approve.
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Just as I was grabbing my phone and money, the doorbell rang. Rushing downstairs, I swung open the door.
"Wow babe... you clean up nice." Looking me over she gave me a look of approval. Grabbing my keys from the table, I walked out and shut the door behind me. Stacey was wearing a lacey black dress and a pair of sliver heals. Her shoulder length blonde hair was styled into light curls.
"You look gorgeous Stace." Smiling she twirled and gave me a slight bow making me laugh out loud.
"Let's go party!" Screaming, she linked her arm with mine and pulled me along.
Sandy's was buzzing with people. Fridays especially were always busy. Entering, I saw a number of students from school. Waving at a few of them, I trailed behind Stacey and let her drag me towards the bar. Taking a seat at one of the stools at the bar, I looked around. Everyone was busy dancing and enjoying.
