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Warning-This chapter does involve the lead up and aftermath of rape, so if that would upset you I advise you not to read.

No

I was seriously starting to regret storming out of Jenna's house now. I had left everything in her room, literally my jacket, phone, keys and money, but I couldn't go back, not after Robbie had humiliated me like that, what was his issue?

We kept a spare key under some pot in the garden so when I got home I would be able to get in, and I was only about 20 minutes away. I wasn't sure what the time was, but I knew it was past midnight.

I rubbed my arms in an attempt to keep warm, but it wasn't working, I was frozen, and my heels weren't particularly helping, or the fact that I was a bit tipsy, I kept stumbling around and I wasn't completely aware of all my surroundings.

I had somehow managed to get home and was just opening the door when he came.

"Chloe Roscoe." I spun round to see the man I had seen Freddie arguing with the other week behind me.

"Yeah, Freddie ain't in." I said quickly, attempting to get my key in the lock but it wasn't really working.

"I know that," He said in a sinister voice, "It's you I came to see."

"Why would you want to see me?" I questioned, but I could hear my voice start to waver. This guy was creeping me out, trust Freddie to get me into this, I managed to get my key in the lock and was just about to open the door and get inside when he grabbed my arm.

"Let go of me." I tried to sound brave as I looked him in the eye but I could hear the fear in my voice.

"I can't do that I'm afraid, you see Chloe, your big brother Freddie has been a naughty boy, and I told him that if he was, I would hurt him any way I could." He told me.

"So why are you here, why aren't you hurting Freddie right now?" I questioned my eyes now on his hand, which had a tight grip round my arm, I knew I wouldn't be able to get away.

"Why would I follow him halfway across the country, when I could hurt him from here." He was coming closer to me now and I started to attempt to get my arm free, but it didn't work.

"How can you hurt him from here?" I questioned, I didn't care how scared I sounded now, I was terrified, and he knew that.

"Well, Chloe Roscoe, the way I see it, hurting Freddie, involves hurting Freddie's family." He crouched down so his head was level with mine now, so I did the first thing I could think of, which was to whack my head against his.

I realised that wasn't a very clever thing to do as his grip tightened and his face darkened with fury. He pushed me inside the house and slammed the door.

"You shouldn't of done that," He spat, "I was just gonna let you off with a few bruises, maybe a cut here or there, but now, oh no, you're gonna get so much more."

I let out a scream as he pushed me into the wall. "Let me go, please." I begged, I was starting to cry but I didn't care, I just wanted him to leave me alone, I didn't want him to hurt me.

"Why would I want to do that?" He leered as one if his hands fell to my legs.

I closed my eyes as I felt his hands start to travel all over me, tugging at my clothes as I just closed my eyes as I attempted to block it out. "No, no, no." I kept repeating the word as he ruined me, as he broke me, as he destroyed me.

I don't know how long it was until he left, but when he did I heard him say "Just remember to tell Freddie that James said hello."

I just sat there, in a crumpled mess on the floor, crying my eyes out and trying to block out the pain, but I couldn't, it wouldn't go away, he wouldn't go away.

Everything else seemed to happen in a blur, I don't really remember going upstairs and getting into my onesie, I don't remember climbing into my bed, I don't remember the sound of my drunken brothers coming in, but I remember everything that he did to me, everywhere that he touched me, everything that he did to me, and it hurt, it hurt so much, and I didn't think it was ever going to end.

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