FALLING FOR THE BAD BOY のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

WAYNE'S POV"You threw up in the toilet but didn't flush. Where are your manners," he asked. Soon, I realised what a neat freak he is. I ignored it and stared at the chain. He slowly walked up to me. I angrily trashed."Let me go!" I yelled. He looked at anger as slowly as he watched me trying to get free. I need to get away from him. His getting me chained up is a big advantage for him. He chuckled. That sadistic look on his face says it all. "I won't......." he sat on the bed. "Now tell me....what do you remember happened to you last night," he asked. I gulped. I knew that's what all this is about. But I won't tell him that I was with a guy. He could kill me. "I went to a party.....what's it to you?" I said stubbornly before looking away from him. He sighed and got on his feet. He placed his hand on his jeans as he unbuckled his belt. My eyes widened. No......not the belt. He walked up to me and held my neck. What's the point of the long chain, though? I could literally walk to

NOAH'S POVJenny and I were finally done with the fucking project that took most of my time daily. But it was worth it. I got a free fuck and more experience. Funny that she doesn't know that I take videos of us having sex. Do they never hear about us, or do they intend to ignore it? She's fucked up for sure. She shouldn't have gotten involved with me. I'm full of bad news. I smiled as I watched the porn I made myself with her in my phone. I chuckled. I should filter her face. I turned off the phone when I heard the shower go off. Jenny walked out with a towel wrapped around her small frame. I stared at her smooth legs dripping water. My eyes trailed up to her neck.....I smirked when I noticed the hickey I planted on her skin.I got on my feet. I walked towards my camera on the table, grabbing it before walking over to her. She looked up at me. "Can you take a pic of those?" I asked. She looked down at her chest. She nodded. Good girl. I leaned down slightly, positioning my camera i

RAVEN'S POVI walked out of the bathroom, whistling like it was no man's business. I cleaned myself up and walked into the closet. I grabbed a workout shorts and wore them. I grabbed a stocking and walked out. I put on the stockings. I looked around. Why hasn't the little boy come out yet? I wondered as I looked around. I got on my feet and walked back into the closet to get fresh. When I came out and still didn't see him. Fear hits me like a bucket of ice. I looked around again. I instantly rushed to the bathroom. I barged in. I saw him lying unconscious on the floor while the water hit him. His skin turned pale. Worry. Fear. Guilt. Anger. They were the only thing I could feel at this moment. I rushed over to the shower and turned it off. I touched him, but he wasn't responding. "Wayne," I called. No answer. I patted his face. His lips were lilac, and that wasn’t normal. I picked his frame up in my hand and carried him out of the bathroom. I walked straight to the bed and plac

WILLOW'S POVI actually thought someone would notice, or Alice would say something about what she heard in the girls' room, but it seems she didn't. I had told Kim and Jenny that I was feeling sick. They bought it. I went straight to the nurse's office. I didn't let her give me drugs. I told her I wanted to go home. She said it was all right. She gave me a card called sick leave. I told my friends. Jenny was the first one to tell me to go. Kim wanted me to stay, but she knew I couldn't. If only she knew that I was on my way to see her brother. I called a cab with my transport fare. I arrived at his family's mansion. There was a thud in my chest. In a way, I feel like I shouldn't be here. I just want to know how he's doing. I walked towards the entrance. The guards let me in. I'm guessing they remember me or something. I felt lonely in this house because from the look of things, no one was here. I think I still remember his room. I decided to use the stairs since I don't know how t

WILLOW'S POV I watched as Ian walked into the park. People passed by as they watched their kids having fun on the merry-go-round. I swung my swing lightly. He sat in the swing next to me. I looked at him and giggled. "What? Thought I wouldn't be able to kill it?" He asked with a smile. He stopped. We both stared at the dark sky. The sound of frogs echoed through, followed by light flies escorting the butterflies to the bushes as they had just returned from a day filled with stress. "Why did you want to see me?" He asked. I sighed. , not like I'm gonna tell him directly. "Have you ever been in love?" I asked. He was silent for a while. He sighed. "Actually, yes. When I was eight years old. She turned out to be a pussy," he mumbled. A ball came up to us. A little boy followed after it. He took it and ran off. "Eight years old?" I asked. He nodded with a hum. I wish I had met the real world earlier. I wouldn't have been struggling to understand things, you know. "When I was