《Graphic (Dylan O'Brien)》Chapter 8

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"Take a left" Dylan instructed me so I turned left.

We had been driving for about 10 minutes but I guess Dylan did live in a secluded area so what was I expecting.

We were driving along a long road. One that just seems to go on forever and it was cut off from the world. Just surrounded by empty fields of green for miles

"You look good in shorts" Dylan said, I could feel his eyes glaring down towards them and I shuffled my legs away slightly.

"But I bet you look even better under them" he whispered in a dark seductive tone. I gulped and started to Feel my heart pound. I felt extremely uncomfortable and sick

"In fact, take them off" he said. I widened by eyes. I was driving how did he expect for me to just take them off.

"I'm driving" I whispered out in a hush voice. Dylan laughed slightly

"Don't forget I'm in control, baby girl, now drop your pants" he said in a slightly more aggressive tone. I was hesitant but I saw him reach into his pocket so I removed one hand from the wheel and brought it to the waist band and began to slide them down.

I quickly pushed my t-shirt down my legs to hide my underwear

"Keep going" he insisted. I began to internally scream but saw his finger hover over that red button of doom (I slowly began to slide my hand away from the wheel and put them on the elasticated frills. I then slowly began to move them down. A soft cry escaped my mouth and a tear fell.

I moved my hand back to the top and pulled it down to cover my vulnerable parts.

"Good girl" that sick fucking voice ran though my ears and set off the water works, but I kept my eyes up high as to keep them at bay.

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I thought that was the end of that

And it was the end

No jk there's more to this fucking horror story.

I could see Dylan's hand slowly sneak closer and closer and as he did I could feel parts of my self dying each time

Dylan's hand soon was at my top and then it sneaked under

I bit down into my lip as I felt him go in. I wanted to just cry and scream and run away but I couldn't

Just like a bird chained in a field

I tried to just hold back any reactions. Biting down on my lip and just trying to ignore his wandering fingers.

He had hooked his fingers and was now starting to trying to trigger the volcano.

I put all I had in my to just stay focused on the road and to just block what was going on out

He started to pick up the paste and short breaths started to escape my mouth that I couldn't keep in. I was just begging for this to end. For him to just stop. For the bloody shop to appear

I was determined to get through this, not giving in to what he wanted but it was getting trickier now

Maybe if I pretended that he's done it then maybe he's stop.

But that was when he actually started to become close. I tried to keep my mind on the road but he was just getting closer and closer and I couldn't think of anything else. My mouth opened and more heavier breaths came out, I tried to keep them sly and hold back any other encouraging noise.

He doubled his paste and I felt a single tear roll down my face as he Finally set the volcano off

It ran thought my whole body and caused me to tense up, I tried to bite down on my lip to keep my reaction at bay but it was no use.

He slowed himself down as the sensation began to ware off.

He then pulled out and simply said

"Now make a right"

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