HI guys, thanks for all the reviews, it seriously makes my day you have no idea.
I AM STRESSING THE WARNING ON THIS CHAPTER!!!!
WARNING: this story contains drug use, strong language, abuse, and sexual content that may be offensive to some readers.
Before you read this and think I am a sick freak I have to tell you that this chapter is a true story, I just used my characters. My "big brother" is actually the Ryan in this story, he told me this, and I wanted to put it in here. It is EXTREMELY disturbing; I'm seriously telling you if you don't handle yucky stuff well, don't read this chap. When he told me this in person I had nightmares. One little fact, the drug PCP also known as "angel dust" makes your body lose all feeling, it makes you see things, just really messes you up. It can also cause extreme adrenaline rushes that people sometimes choose to get rid of through sex or fighting (or this is how Ryan's friends did) I did research, and it all checks out, so I'm sticking with my story …just a lil FYI (Ryan love, if you read this, I love you and I hope u aren't angry I did this)
Ok here we go.
IM SERIOUS ABOUT THE WARNING
LIKE REALLY
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One cool Friday night Mary had just jumped out of her bedroom window to go to Brad's. The colonel had grounded her, but the way Mary saw it. She was 21 years old, and she can't be grounded.
She strolled up his front walk and there was a girl in front of her, she was tall, short brown hair. She reminded Mary of herself when she was younger.
"Hi" Mary said with a smile
"Hi" the girl said back, "you're Brad's girlfriend right?"
She nodded, "I'm Mary"
"Angela" the girl said with a grin
"How old are you Angela?" Mary asked opening the front door.
"Fourteen" she said shyly, "I'm meeting some friends here, and one of my friends is going out with Todd"
"Oh, ok" Mary said as the little girl scampered off into the living room. She couldn't understand why these little kids with whole lives ahead of them hung out with the crazy drunken college kids.
She went into the kitchen to try and find brad; Ryan was in standing next to the sink by himself. Mary walked over to join him. Right before she was going to ask him where Brad was, he came inside from the backyard.
He didn't look like himself
He staggered over towards Mary, "hey baby," he slurred, he started placing wet kisses all over her neck, "come on, lets go upstairs" he whispered.
Mary started to gently push him off of her, "no, not now" she said quietly
"Come on" he begged, pressing her into the counter.
Mary was starting to get embarrassed, "seriously Brad, get off"
Ryan noticed Brad's strange behavior, and them he remembered how Todd was talking about bringing angel dust.
Brad slammed Mary hard against the counter, "Ow!" she screamed, "Brad get off of me!"
Ryan stepped in and pulled them apart, he held brad back, "Mary go outside" he commanded
"Wha-" she started
"I mean it Mary, get out" he said still holding a struggling brad.
She nodded and went out back, extremely confused about this entire situation.
"Man what the hell?!" brad screamed throwing Ryan against the wall.
Ryan quickly recovered and got right up in brad's face, "I'm serious dude, you stay away from her."
Brad yelled obscenities shoving Ryan hard enough to knock him to the ground. He cursed the whole room as he stormed into the other room.
Everyone stared as Ryan pulled himself up off the floor and went out back to check on Mary. He slid the door open to find her sitting in a chair biting her nails. When she saw him she immediately rose and ran over to meet him. "What the hell is his problem tonight?" she asked loudly.
"Todd brought him some angel dust, he's gonna be messed up for awhile, so stay away from him ok? I'll walk you home if you want."
Mary nodded; "sure" she knew she didn't really want to stick around if he was going to be so messed up.
The two of them started walking back through the house. As they passed the stairs Mary thought she heard a scream, "did you hear that?" she asked Ryan. Before he could answer she heard it again. She looked into the living room; Brad was nowhere to be seen.
She entered the living room and switched off the stereo.
She heard the scream again and it gave her the shivers. She sprinted up the stairs and heard the scream over and over; each time it made her stomach jump.
It was coming from Brad's room.
She ran to the door and tried to open it
Locked
Ryan had followed her up; he came around the corner to see her trying to open the door. "Mary, what's going on?"
Mary was frantically pounding on the door, "Ryan! Brad's got a girl in there and she's screaming and-and just help me!"
Ryan ran over to the door, "back up" he said, and when Mary had moved he ran up and slammed his shoulder against the door, it didn't budge.
By now people were coming up the stairs to see what was going on. Ryan yelled at the crowd, "help me damn it!" some bigger guys joined Ryan in his pursuit to open the door. After as few kicks it finally broke free.
Mary was the first one inside; she found brad on top of the girl Mary had met earlier, Angela. Brad was holding her down with one arm and he had the other across her mouth in attempt to silence her. When she saw Mary she screamed louder and struggled harder.
"Shut-up!" brad shouted holding her down harder. The guys who had broken down the door went for brad, Mary yelled for someone to call 9-1-1. The guys were struggling to get brad off of her, but he was way too furious and messed up to stop.
Mary was the first one to notice that the screaming had ceased.
It took eight guys to finally get brad onto the floor. They were holding him down, but he was thrashing violently.
Mary slowly approached the bed; her blood ran cold when she saw her. Angela was lying there limp, with her pants around her ankles. Her eyes were wide open, and full of terror, her mouth was still open, mid-scream.
She was only fourteen
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The cop fastened the handcuffs of the now calm Brad and lowered him into the car.
Mary leaned against Ryan while tears ran down her cheeks. She sniffled and he put his arm around her.
The paramedics wheeled the stretcher down the driveway. On it was a little girl, with a white sheet pulled up over her. Mary couldn't imagine what was going through her head when she died. She just came to a party to maybe get a smile out of an older guy. She wasn't there to die.
The paramedic told them that while Brad was holding his hand over her mouth, in her struggle he had snapped her neck. She died instantly, while she was being raped.
Mary surveyed the commotion around her; the colonel would be out in no time. He would take her home and scream at her, and remind her that it could have been her in that ambulance. Then he would call her parents.
Mary looked up at Ryan and whispered, "I have to get out of here"
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Well, I don't know what to say after that. If anyone wants to know, the real
Ryan has been clean and sober for years, and the real "Brad" just got out of
jail on parole about a month ago.
"Angela" would be 18
Please review, and don't do drugs, ever
(this was rated R for like a day, but I went in and took the F word out of it, I just couldn't stand not having anyone read my story cuz no one reads the R ones, I'll see how long I can possibly keep this PG-13)