Youtube sensation Rachel has always dreamed of finding the one. She thought her boyfriend was, until he started to abuse her. What will happen when Rachel crosses paths with Youtuber, Joe Sugg, whom gets her away from her abusive boyfriend? Could Jo...
Rachel has been staying with Jack and I for a week now. I don't mind her being here, i'd much prefer her here than in a hotel. I just wish her and Joe could sort stuff out! Rachel rarely talks, rarely eats, rarely even moves! This is how she's been since the day she came. We were all going out tonight. Joe is going to be there. Jack and I are hoping they'll make amends. Joe knows she's coming. Hopefully it works!
Rachel's POV
I was just sitting on the sofa thinking, when Erin came up to me.
"We're going out tonight!" Erin stated.
"Have a good time!" I said, giving a weak smile.
"What?!" she said, confused.
"I hope you and Jack have a good time!" I repeated.
"No, I mean we're going out. As in you too!" Erin rephrased.
"Erin please I-" was all I could say before she interrupted me.
"Rachel you're coming! You haven't left the house since you came! Erin explained.
"Fine!" I sighed.
"You have two hours!" Erin said. "Wear a dress sort of thing!" I got up and left to get ready.
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I was ready. I was wearing a pastel pink floral romper with white heels and my hair was in waves.
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I went to the kitchen where Erin was and we left.
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We'd just arrived and I walked in to see the whole group.
"Hey!" Zoe said, giving me a hug.
"is Joe here?!" I asked.
"Yes" Zoe admitted.
"Erin!" I yelled.
"He wants you back!" Erin admitted.
"He really does!" Jack added.
We all started walking to the bar where I saw Joe with a girl. When she turned around I saw Jess who was smirking. Tears streamed down my face. How was this Joe wanting me back?! Joe turned around.
"Rachel! It's not what it looks like!" Joe said, looking guilty.
"Don't follow me!" I cried and with that I ran outside, letting the sobs spill out. Suddenly I felt something hard hit my head, knocking me to the ground. Before I could move a pair of arms wrapped round my waist and before I could scream a cloth was put over my mouth and nose.
"Don't fight it!" the mystery voice said. "Breathe!" Before I could try and scream, darkness enveloped me....
