Page 39 of The Pilot


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Instead, like the stupid idiot I am, I froze.

Frank and his accomplice began undoing their pants as I shook in fear.

Tears ran down my face while I was dragged onto Frank’s lap—more accurately, onto his cock—and forced to suck the other guy’s member.

They both raped me over and over that night.

I almost vomited several times.The rest I blocked out, going deep inside my head where I refused to feel or remember anything.

But I do remember.

The bruises on my body are impossible to ignore right now.They are nearly gone.

“Go clean yourself up.You look like a mess.”Frank Bonito had hissed, zipping his cock back into his pants.

After leaving, I ran to the nearest bathroom and locked myself inside, crying for over an hour.

It was there I decided I needed to leave Texas.

It wasn’t my brother I ran to for protection.

I ran to Liam.

Now, I wish I hadn’t.










CHAPTER TEN

LIAM

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Despite Jessie mentioningshe had friends to hang out with, I swing past Warner Bros to see if the girls were done with their tour.

I have no luck finding them.

So, after waiting twenty minutes, phoning both of them repeatedly and pissing a lot of people off by taking up a car park, I head off.