raised in a church her entire life, y/n yearned for adventure outside of stupid acts for a simple rush of adrenaline. she wanted to run from cops, steal, drink, party, and have sex. she wanted a life worth living, and that was granted once Nigel cam...
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(Whatever u want if this isn't ur style, I just looked for 2000's fashion)
"He's been studying us like were some part of his big collection." Alex determined as he allowed us to observe his notebook
"You shouldn't have taken this," I warned, "yeah? Is he your boyfriend? Are you both going to dissect us and kiss over our dead bodies?"
I grunted as my cheeks grew red in rage, "one, you asshole: it was just a damn kiss! Two: I would kill you, not look and rummage at what's inside because I don't think you have neither a heart nor a brain to examine!"
"Shush. What's he say about me?" Josh pushed me aside and grabbed his notes
"Hahaha, listen to this. Alex is an egocentric megalomaniac with delusions of grandeur."
He ripped it from him and said, "this little shit needs to be taught a lesson."
He threw it at me and I instinctively caught it against my chest and looked at what had angered him
She is captivating, radiant, and ultimately seductive. Her eyes begged for more as she soaked my knee. Her lips wrapped around mine gave me something to fantasize of. Her silky h/c hair was sprawled out as I clawed at her flesh. She smirked when I wrapped my hand around her throat, and teased her aching body - Raj didn't want any part in their plan, and neither did I, but I had no choice once he found my name written in that book
We crept into their room and I was forced to soak a cloth with chloroform and put him in a deep sleep or k.o, I had no clue
I got on the bed and he groaned and rolled over wearily, "y/n?"
I mentally cussed at myself, jumping on top of him and pressing the cloth against his mouth with as much force and pressure I could inflict
He gasped and panted, grabbing my hips and oddly my ass, gently rubbing against me until he lost consciousness
"Why'd you wait?"
"I didn't think he'd wake, Josh. Now shut the fuck up so I can get out of here."
Alex gripped my wrist and shook his head, "you're coming with."
I grabbed one arm and Josh took the other, allowing Alex to hold his ankles at an angle - He slowly gained consciousness as we sat around him and Alex had to greet him, "hello."
He pulled him to where we play our little game, pushing his head out, "c'mon mate. I can't hear you. You're gonna have to speak up."
Josh was lighting spark bombs and throwing them as I paced with my hands on my head
"Guys, c'mon."
"Shut up. You're the one who drugged him." Alex reminded, making me pace longer and faster
"Are you fucking enjoying it? Is it a fucking rush?"
Josh lit another and accidentally dropped it, "oh crap, oh crap!"
"Get out of the way!" I yelled at I pulled both Alex and Nigel inside the train with such haste and force
It boomed and my ears rang as I groaned, noticing the gash on my hip
Nigel went to walk away and he pinned him against the door, "No! Where the fuck do you think you're going?"
He spit in his face, small droplets landing on mine and Josh's face from the sidelines
He scoffed and punched him with one good swing, "c'mon, Alex! Stop it!"
He pushed him out again and degraded, "you're a little shit writing that about me, and then my sister! She'd never let you fuck her! You wrote that so I'd find it!"
"That's enough! Let him go!" Josh and I agreed when he went too far
"You've got to learn to respect," but I only interrupted him, "stop, calm down!"
"No! He's going to learn to respect authority."
Josh and I pulled on Alex, and he shoved his way out, causing Josh to fall and reach for a bar that wasn't there
Instead, he grabbed my hair and dragged me with him off the train
I yelled and screamed, "no, no, no!"
I winced and slammed my eyes shut once I heard him grunt and die on impact, wondering why the same hasn't happened to me
I flinch when I'm pulled up and meet face to face with Nigel as I shake
The wind whooshed as if it hadn't just taken a good friend of ours
Nigel turned to him with messy hair and blood streaming down his nose and gave him a cold look that told him it was his fault and he had just killed his friend and almost his sister
He held me close as he looked at my brother who had no remarks or snickers
