Chapter 14

I Can't Do This Alone

[Stallone's POV]

Once we got home Shiloh pushed passed me and into the front door after I unlocked it for myself to enter first.

"Rude." I stated to her as I walked in behind.

She turned around and stared at me with the most aggravated look on her face mixed with pure hatred.

"Well that's an ugly face." I smirked at her and continued to the kitchen and she followed behind furiously.

"You're following me because?" I asked as I opened a cabinet to get some chips but she slammed it closed which slammed my finger in it.

I shouted in pain as I held my finger for a few seconds. "Fuck Shiloh!" I took my other hand and pushed her hard enough to make her fall on the floor, but she quickly got up and pushed me back just as hard which made me run into the edge of the counter making me yelp in pain once more as the edge poked into my side. I took my hand and back slapped her harder than I intended as she fell on to the floor once more. "Shiloh have you lost your mind!?" I said as I rubbed my side. She looked up at me with no expression on her face. It's like everything on her mind was empty and emotions didn't exist in her world anymore. I saw a red spot start to develop on her cheek where I had just striked her, but she deserved it, like what the fuck did I do to her to make her go off on me?

"Get up." I said nonchalantly as I crossed my arms looking down at her. She got up and took a step closer to me as she looked me directly in the eyes. Her eyes where crystal blue at this moment, it felt like I could see right through them. I saw one single tear fall down her cheek and drop onto the floor, but her expression didn't change, she didn't move, she didn't make a sound, but her eyes stayed steady on mine. At that moment I felt like a big piece of meat in a lion's eye; that if I made one single move she would strike and eat her pray, but as long as I don't move, I'm unappetizing. Maybe I should play dead?

"What Shiloh?" When I spoke that's when her expression changed. A million tears filled her eyes and she let them fall. Some unknown sounds escaped her lips, but yet her eyes still stayed steady on mine. "C'mon it was just a slap. I barely touched you." I said uncrossing my arms and turning around to walk away, but I instantly felt nails dig into my arm and spin me around with much force I had to grab the counter to keep balance.

"Stallone you…." Her teeth were gritted, her voice was deep, her face was red, her tears were flowing as she pointed a finger at me as if I was a child. "You said you would be there for me… you said you've changed…you said I can come to you for anything…you said you needed me…you said you love me…you said we are sisters…but yet it's still all lies!" She put extra emphasis on lies as she yelled it which made me take a small step back. "You're supposed to be here for me! You're supposed to listen to me! You're supposed to care! But you don't! You don't care about shit! You only care about you! You're nothing but a selfish, conniving, lying, egoistical, self-centered, fucked up, sad excuse for a sister & a daughter, heartless, A through Z bitch! You need to go on Ebay and see if they have any hearts for sale because that's what you need Stallone!" She pushed me hard in my chest causing me to fall on the floor. She got on top of me on my lower stomach and put her hands on my face making me look directly in her eyes. She spoke softer and quieter than before. "You're the only one I can go to Stallone. You're the only one I want to go to and you won't listen! You won't listen. I need you, but you won't listen." She let go of my face and stood up and stepped over me as she made her way to the exit of the kitchen.

Shiloh I-" She put a hand up. "I don't want to her it Stallone."

"But Shiloh-"

"-I don't want to hear that either!" She yelled in a mocking voice that sounded like me just a little while ago in the car.

She stomped out of the kitchen and I heard the front door open and slam.

[Roxy's POV]

Jaylen: Are you going to pick me up or what hoe?

Me: I thought you were driving tonight!

Jaylen: Roxy you know my car is fuckin' up! Just ask your dad for the car.

Me: Ughh. Okay.

Jaylen: And hurry up!

Me: Don't rush me!

I threw my phone onto my bed as I made my way downstairs to find my dad.

It wasn't hard to find him as he was in his small office as usual filling with papers and chatting away on the phone.

"Daddy." I whispered.

He looked up at me and not surprising told whoever he was on the phone with he would get back with them.

"Yes love, I hope this is important?" He sat back and crossed his hands on his lap.

"Well it is….sorta. I guess."

"What is it?"

I looked down and swirled my foot on the floor. "Well, me and a few friends are getting together soon and I was just wondering, if maybe, I could, you know…borrow the car." I gave him a smile that he didn't return.

"Not tonight Roxy." He then turned back to his work.

"But daddy! We haven't hung out in a while I really want to go." I begged.

He sighed irately as he ran his hand threw his hair. "Roxy not tonight."

"Okay so if someone picks me up I can still go right?"

He shook his head. "I want you home tonight." He said as he started to write.

"But daddy I-"

"Roxy I said not tonight! Do not ask me again!" He turned just to yell at me which startled me. He never yelled at me so it hit a soft spot. Not that I am a softy or anything, but it hurt me to hear him yell at me.

I nodded and walked to my room and as soon as the door shut a few tears escaped my eyes. Why is he so angry?

I snatched my phone off of my bed and texted Jaylen.

Me: He said I can't go.

Jaylen: What!? Why?

Me: I don't know!

Jaylen: Well sneak out. I'll get Michael to get us.

Me: I can't sneak out! My mom would kill me!

Jaylen: It's just a figure of speech. You'll be iight. Just hop out ya window. You're on tha bottom floor!

Me: Jaylen you're trying to get me grounded for the rest of my life.

Jaylen: Don't be a baby. We're just going to Karaoke, you'll be back! Ya parents would never know you were even gone.

Me: Idk…

Jaylen: You're such a goodie goodie.

Me: No I'm not!

Jaylen: So are you coming or what?

Me: Be here at 6:30!

Jaylen: Oooooo, someone's bad….

Me: Shut the hell up.

Jaylen: My lips are sealed.

[Evelyn's POV]

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"C'mon Ev!" I looked out of my window to see Arizona and Sierra sitting in the car waiting for me. I shook my head at how loud they were in this quiet neighborhood.

"I'm gone mom!" I yell as I walk towards the exit of my house.

"Okay! I'll see you when you come home!" I heard her yell back.

I walked out of the house and locked the door behind me.

HONKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

"C'mon slow poke."

"Stop honking the horn!" I said through gritted teeth.

I hopped in the backseat of the music blasting car and put my seat belt on then covered my face.

"What's the matter with you?" Sierra asked as she turned around from the passengers seat.

"Maybe it's because you guys are like volume to the max and it's so quiet here, you're making a seen." I said as I motioned to on lookers.

"Yeah so, they'll be alright." Arizona aid as she put the car in drive and sped off.

I rolled my eyes. "Where are we going anyways?"

"We're going to hit up Karaoke Dokie." Arizona said.

"Yep; contest tonight." Sierra added. "We're going to kill it."

"Contest huh?" I lifted a brow.

"You in?"

"Aren't I always!" I smiled.

Singing isn't really my thing, but I have the voice. My parents tried to get me to audition for Hollywood Arts when we moved here, but I don't like all the attention you get from being on stage. It's just not me, and I don't want to go far with singing, so why would I want to go to a performing arts high school?

I pulled out my phone.

Me: Hey, what's up?

Prettyface: What?

Me: What's up?

Prettyface: I don't feel like texting right now.

Me: Are you okay?

Prettyface: Yeah, I'm cool.

Me: Are you sure because I will come over if you need me to.

Prettyface: No. No need for that.

Me: We haven't talked in a little while, just checking up on you.

Prettyface: Yeah, well thanks I guess.

Me: You're Welcome

Prettyface: You okay?

Me: Yes, just out with some friends. What are you doing tonight? Just staying home?

Prettyface: No, I'm going out tonight.

Me: Really, with who?

Prettyface: Just some friends.

Me: Okay. We'll I'll talk to you soon?

Prettyface: Maybe.

Me: Maybe?

Prettyface: Maybe.

[Shiloh's POV]

"I'm so glad you came over like I asked. Want to watch a movie?" Johnson asked me as he walked over to his movie case in his room.

"Yeah sure."

"Which one?" He asked holding up some movies.

"It doesn't matter, I like all movies."

"That's not true. Now pick a movie." He said in a more firm voice.

"That one." I pointed at Mean Girls and wondered why a guy would own that movie anyways.

"Cool." He popped in the movie and came to sit next to me on his bed.

He wrapped his arm around me and my head fell onto his chest. He kissed me ever so gently on the top of my head.

Why couldn't he always be like this?

We were about 45 mins into the movie as I felt his hand start to make circles on my thigh. I gently brushed his hand away and captured it in my own, but he let go and went back to circles on my thighs.

"You know I love you Shiloh right?" He said as he took my face in his hand and pulled it up so I looked at him directly in his eyes.

"Uh, uh yes. Yes I do." I stuttered.

"Do you love me?"

"Yes-yes of course." I said. He pulled my lips to his and kissed me sweetly and gently.

"I think we should take this relationship to the next level." He smiled.

I swallowed. "What do you mean?" He smiled and sat up and let me fall back onto the bed. He positioned himself over me and kissed me again, but this time a little more forceful and I pushed him back softly.

"Johnson what are you doing?" I asked terrified as I knew what was about to happen and there was nothing on earth that could save me at this moment. His parents were gone. My phone was across the room. Stupid me. Windows were closed, doors were closed. I was trapped.

"Just relax baby, I'll take care of you." He said and pushed his lips to mine again as he let his hands roam freely over my breast and down my stomach.

I pulled out of the kiss. "Johnson please don't. I'm not ready." I whispered with tears in my eyes knowing my words meant nothing.

"It's okay." He said as he put his lips on mine again. He let his hands up my shirt and cup one of my breast as the other one went around and unhooked my bra. He removed it and threw it to the floor. "Sit up real quick." I obeyed knowing I had no choice. He ripped my shirt over my head and pushed me back down. He kissed and sucked on my neck while his hands unbuttoned my jeans. He went further as he took my left nipple into his mouth and sucked hard making tears roll down my face quietly.

Why is this happening to me? Why me? Why me? Why me? Why did I fall for him? Why did he seem so nice and sweet when we first started dating? Why did he hit me that first day? Why didn't he stop? Why does he act like a nice guy? Why won't he just let me go? Why does he threaten to kill me? Why does he threaten to kill my family if I tell anyone? Why is he like this? Why can't I scream for help? Why do I do the things he tells me to? Why am I here? Why am I so afraid of him? Why am I about to lose my virginity this way? Why won't he listen? Just Why me? Why me? Why me?

I felt his hand slide into my jeans and start to glide across slit through my panties. I didn't want this, I never want this, not from him, not ever. My mind was telling me scream to leave, to think of something else and not think about what's going on, but my body bucked to his touch, my mouth let out a moan that I didn't give permission.

"That's it baby." He said as he went and suck on my right nipple for a few moments. He sat up and grabbed the back of my jeans and pulled them off along with my panties. I was completely naked while he was fully clothed but he didn't waste time pulling his pants down mid-thigh as his privates came bursting out like it was suffocating the entire time. He positioned himself on top of me and I knew it was coming. I closed my eyes tight and felt the warm of his head slide over my clit a few time before he jammed into me. I scream out in pain as to I wasn't even wet what so ever, but he continued to jam his oversized manhood in and out of me dryly, roughly. It hurt. It hurts. Pain I've never felt. I couldn't stop the millions of tears that fell from my eyes and down the sides of my face onto the pillow. "Johnson please stop, please it hurts." I begged and cried but he went even harder making sure all of him went inside me. He went faster and faster and the faster he went the more and more pain I felt. Burning. It burned so bad. It hurts so bad. No one is here to save me and it's my fault. I have to deal with this. I put myself into this alone and I have to bring myself out alone. But I can't; not alone.

Not alone

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