xxxxxxii. irl/messages

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d a n i e l

I quickly grab my jacket from the and slip it on to block the cold air. When I find my way to my seat, Aspen and Bam Bam are joking with the boys who look extremely uncomfortable. There was something missing though. Indigo.

I sit down and look around incase she moved. Her glass was laying on its side as it lightly rolled on the table. Nothing seemed wet though. I lean over to Jack.

"Where's Indigo?"

He shrugs and looks around. I chew my lip nervously.

"Oh, she got some important call and then came running in to tell me she had to leave. So who knows!" Aspen says, her hand resting on my shoulder with her fingers tapping up and down.

I sigh and look at her seat where a drop of water sat. She could be anywhere; looks like for now I have to trust Aspen.

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i n d i e

I stare wide-eyed at the man in the mirror. His smirk seemed to be forever stuck in place, like plastic surgery. He had a bandana covering him nose up, which was odd seeing as its usually nose down. But his piercing green eyes watched me, so I didn't move.

His hands run up and down my hips as he pushes me against the sink and forces himself on me. My breath quickens as I realise what's happening.

He moves from my hips, to taking off my jacket.

I open my mouth to scream, but he is quick to react and throws his hand over my mouth. Tears began to fill my eyes and my vision blurs.

Then my jackets off and thrown infront of me in the sink. Next is my shirt. Then my belt. Then my shoes. Then...

I keep trying to scream as tears stream down my cheeks.

Then he did it.

He raped me.

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d a n i e l

I put my hands behind my head as I pace back and forth in the AirBNB. Deja Vu anyone?

I check my phone again.

Nothing.

I call her again.

Nothing.

Where is she?

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3 r d p e r s o n

Zach looks at his phone chewing his lip as he tries to stay calm. Dad was missing. Indigo Grace Evans was missing. Finally, he let's his urge to text take over.

best frand🌟

son👶🏻
hey indie

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