𝘾𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙀𝘿// 𝙅𝙐𝙉𝙄𝙊𝙍 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙀𝙇𝙀𝙍 ❦

5.

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★⁎⋇⋆☠ꃼ☂☉☾°♪♫♛♡♢☆♱♡‿♡♰️

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰɪᴠᴇ

Later on that day the police came and so did junior's parents. 

Juniors' mother panickedly glanced at the shrouded body; Hannah had not spoken anything and appeared disturbed.

The sorrow consular was speaking to us about the event, but Jake and Junior did the talking. Hannah glanced at me and stammered, "I'm not going to do Halloween tonight," she said, staring at me.

"H-hannah..why not?" I mutter as she ignores me. "I'm calling an uber," she says while she gets up from the couch, and I groaned.

Jake went into his room once everything had been cleared up, and I pursued him down. "J- jake!" I shout as the door slams in my face, and I hearing yelling "what the fuck did u do?" jake snapped, "I didn't do it!" a wicked voice replied.

"What?" enraged Jake, "I swear to God, I didn't kill her." As I realized who Jake was speaking to, the wicked voice responded.

My eyes widened as I raced downstairs, where I saw junior coming to the kitchen, texting someone and assuming it was Lexi, "hey um..junior" I start as he caught my gaze, "what Emmy" he sneered, "thank you for earlier" I grin slightly as he nodded and walked away.

To be honest, I haven't felt like that in a long time; it started when I was 11 and ended when I was at least 13.

I assume my attacks will continue.... but why would junior help when he usually mocks me about it?

When I got home, my parents hugged me and said, "Are you okay?" "I'm fine, Mom, but is Hannah here?" i shout. "She's in her room," my mother said.

I ran up to Hannah's room and found her laying down. "Hannah," I said gently as she didn't answer but turned to stare at me, her eyes were puffy and her hair was disheveled.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," I worry as I sit on her bed. "Can you just go?" she mumbles as I walk into my room.

I put on my costume and examine myself in the mirror.

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I dashed downstairs, where my mother was sitting on the couch with my dad, watching Halloween movies as they waited for trick-or-treaters.

"Bye, mom and dad," I said as they stared at me, "we love you," my mother said as I blushed and exited the home.

When I arrived at the party, it was very filled.

I come in and attempt to find Oliver, but I can't, so I get a drink and thankfully discover some water because Oliver only had alcohol. I turn around and look Oliver in the eyes and smile.

" Hey Oliver," I said, smiling. " Hey Ameila," he said, getting closer to me as I moved back and smacked the counter.

"You look hot, did you just get here because I was looking everywhere for you," he remarked inebriated. "First and foremost, thank you, and secondly, yea, I just got here and your drunk," I said as he chuckled, "maybe," he grinned and began to kiss my neck.

"Oliver," I said quietly as he kissed me. "Oliver, stop," I said, attempting to push him away.

Oliver throws his arms around my waist and squeezes my ass "OLIVER STOP" I use the force that I have to push him away and run away from him.

"Wait a minute, Ameilia!" Oliver grabs my wrist and I turn to face him, yelling, "Piss off Oliver!!" as I tried to break away, but he grasped my wrist even harder.

" Amelia " Oliver spoke " Oliver you're kind of hurting me" I worried " I'm not letting you go princess " he laughed it off clutching me even tighter " OLIVER LEAVE ME ALONE" I cried as his grin faded.

"Fine, then go bitch," he snaps, sending me to tumble to the ground.

"Yo, what the hell!" Junior drops his cup and makes a physical connection with Oliver, saying, "dude chill, we were just joking," as he walks away. Junior stared at me and pulled me up. "Are you okay?" he said.

" Junior, I'm perfectly fine." "You didn't have to do that," I say, looking away as he notices a massive bruise on my wrist. "Holy shit did he do that?" Junior examined the bruise on my arm. "Junior enough," I say as I flee.

I recall Oliver inviting Jake, so he must be around somewhere since I badly need him.

I began to weep while looking for Jake, and I heard surrounding voices of males eyeing me over, making me feel uneasy. "Jake," I cried as I heard yelling, and I saw Jake being shoved into a room with Devon.

and it was Oliver who shoved them in together.

"You've got to be kidding!" I cry as I hurry over "Oliver, what the hell are you doing?" "It's only 7 minutes in hell!" As some individuals cheered, Oliver happily screamed.

"Oliver! "Get them out, what are you doing!" I yelled.

" Oliver!!" Oliver grabs my waist and grips me. I shout as I bite him and open the door, allowing Jake and Devon to get out.

I put my hands over my lips, tears streaming down my cheeks, and Jake looks perplexed and hugs me.

We all hear yelling for "Lexy" and rush to check since Jake was having difficulties finding her.

We walk over...and there she is, dressed just like Jake's father did before he died. She made fun of his death in front of everyone.

The look on jakes face worried me .

This bitch is going to pay.

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I approach her and slap her, forcing her to collapse.

Following that, the audience went insane.

Lexi jumps up and we start fist fighting, junior grabs me by the waist and Oliver grabs Lexi, Jake goes out grieving, and I catch Junior's eyes for a second time and say, "Let me go," and I slide his hands off me and dash out after Jake.

Jake spoke to Devon, but I didn't hear what he said. All I know is that this was the worst night of my life.

"Jake," I wailed, clutching my bloodied wrist from Lexi's scratch, and he turned to face me, saying, "Meet me at Junior's, okay?" Devon follows Jake as he departs back into the home.

I arrived to Junior's and went to Jake's room.

I run out of the room as soon as I hear the front door close, thinking it was Jake, but it was Junior. I went downstairs and just stared at him as he walked into the kitchen. "Is that it? "Are you going to say thank you?" Junior spoke after me.

"No, I never asked for your help." I said, grabbing some ice and bandages.

"Thank you, junior, but I don't have time for this, okay?" I rush back into Jake's room, but Junior grabs my arm before I can.

I looked at him, and we established complete eye contact, and he gradually let go of my hand as I walked upstairs.

AUTHORS NOTE

yikesssssssss.