《Laughing Jack X Reader》Chapter 19
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I watch as LJ walks towards the door, taking out the key, listening to the sound of him locking the door from the outside, followed by his fading footsteps.
I couldn't help but sigh and glance around, there were no windows and no other way out but the door that was now locked.
Huffing, i hop off of the table and blow air through my lips but only wince at the sudden pain, forgetting the tiny wounds around my mouth from where my lips were stitched shut as well as feeling the stinging sensation in my thigh.
"Jesus I'm a mess.."
I breathe a low sigh, finally coming to the realisation of how much blood I've probably lost and how weak I actually feel. It didn't help that I was cold either. I've got a blanket now but I'd much rather have my clothes, though I couldn't see those anywhere.
A voice chuckles calmly behind me. The initial sound of the voice scared me but the tone was so warm and welcoming. Turning around my eyes slam open as my gaze slowly looks up to the tall creature standing before me. The one I believed to be named 'Offender'.
I wonder why they call him that?
"H-How, how did you get in! The doors-"
He interrupts me and he casually but slowly walks towards me. His sharp teeth held in a flirtatious smile, getting wider and wider the closer he gets to me. To the point where I begin to worry and start to back away from him.
"I think you should leave! LJ will be back soon and-"
Offender suddenly yells in anger as he charges at me, ripping the blanket off of me, his long strong arms forcing me against a wall, his tendrils flailing behind him, faster than his usual chilled pace.
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He grins, pushing himself against me as his tendrils begin to wrap around me. One around each of my arms, one around my waist and another around my neck. Holding me against the wall as his hands move down from my shoulders and begin to smooth down my thighs. Giving them a squeeze before slowly dragging them up my inner thigh between my legs.
"No! Stop it!!"
I cry as I desperately wriggle against his grip, trying to pry myself free. Slamming my legs together, clamping his hands down so they couldn't go any higher.
He chuckles as two more tendrils wrap around my legs, yanking them open. I couldn't help but gasp a little as my legs were pulled apart a little more than I was comfortable with so there was a brief sharp pain in my hips.
"W-What!? .. how do you know my-"
He grins as his hands grip around my underwear. I couldn't help but scream in the hope someone would hear me.
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8 8454An Unwilling Monster
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8 110Nobody's Way
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8 101Dysphoria - A Dark Fantasy
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8 87Dark Sonic Forces
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8 119Pranking The Bad Boy
"What the hell?! Kennedy!" I watch as Ryder turns around furiously and strides towards me. Oh oh. Maybe I took it too far... "What's wrong with you?! Did you really have to cover my car in pink sticky notes?!" He steps towards me and I take a step back. He steps forward again and I step back until I'm up against the wall. "Well if you would have left me alone when I told you to, I wouldn't have had to do it," I fire back. He chuckles. "You don't know what you just got yourself into." "What do you mea--" I get cut off by his lips on mine. I freeze. What was happening? And why did it feel so good? Ryder grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and tangle my fingers in his hair. He bites down on my bottom lip softly. As I was about to part my lips, he pulls away. "Better watch your back," he says. He smirks at me and then turns around to leave. What just happened? ____________________ Kennedy is not like most girls. Instead of getting her nails done and gossiping, she would rather ride her motorcycle or dive jump. She didn't have any friends back at her old school, but will that change when she attends a new one? She meets the bad boy of the school, Ryder. One harmless prank of pouring some pudding over his head starts a whole other war. They prank each other and start to realise that they might have feelings for the other person and the other person might have feelings for them. Will they use that knowledge to their advantage? __________________ Highest rank: #8- teen fiction 12/29/16 Thank you to MySecretDiary for the amazing cover!!
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