2 chapter 2!

J-join us?!

"Are you on drugs or something?"

I was shocked at his proposal, why would I, after everything they've put me through, want to join their gang?

"Peaches this is a one time offer. I will not say it again. Join us."

so now he is basically forcing it down my throat.

Why would me? A normal girl, would want to join a gang full of guys that seven out of eight want to kill me. If I joined then would I turn into them?!

"What would happen if I didn't?"

I asked honestly, most likely I would get threatened with death or the basement again.

This time Blake speaks instead of Connor.

"You'll find that out the hard way peaches!"

I gulped, for some reason I looked at Amare, I don't know why, it's not like he could prevent seven guys from hurting me. He kinda just stared back and did nothing.

"So peaches...last chance."

Connor crouches in front of me, I didn't have a choice. I was now surrendering to Satan himself.

I cant believe I'm about to do this.

"O-okay. I'll do it."

this can only be bad.

-time skip-

I was actually given a decent plate of food after I agreed to be apart of them. Their whole attitude towards me changed, sure they insulted me and they were not afraid to hold a gun to my head; yet they were actually making conversation with me. I was chatting to Nathan about my childhood for around half an hour, maybe this is just the game they were playing.

"Right, Y/N, you smell. The shower has broken in the main bathroom so you can use Blakes's ensuite."

This made Blake spit out his beer.

"my shower?! I don't want some girl in my shower!"

"Oh charming."

I scoffed and took another bite of bacon, Blake looks like a spoilt five year old, I found it a little cute not gonna lie.

"Do you want some smelly girl living with us?"

Connor spits back.

I have a name you know.

"Again. Thank you!"

I stated sarcastically, both the boys looked at me, then Connor looks at Blake.

"It's happening. Deal with it."

He grabs my arm and pulls me away from the table before I get a chance to finish my damn bacon. It was obvious he was taking me to Blake's room which should be interesting.

"Here. That's the shower. That's a towel. Here's some girly smelling shower gel. Try not to drown please."

I don't know whether it was the watered down instructions he gave me, or he defined the shower gel as girly smelling, but it put me in a bad mood. I was feeling grouchy all day and Connors views never helped.

"I'll try my best."

He leaves the room without saying another word.

Peace at last.

I turn on the shower and the hot water cascades down onto my body, warming up my bones and getting rid of the awful smell that my body offloaded. I wanted to milk this situation dry, I wanted to spend as much time in this shower as possible, the more time in here, the less time I have out there.

-another time skip because I am lazy-

Hopping out the shower, I saw someone had left a fresh pair of clothes on Blake's bed. It was a white t-shirt and some leggings. Who knows who has this outfit but nevertheless I was still grateful. I felt fresh as a daisy. Almost forgetting the events of the last few days.

Leaving Blake's room, I go back downstairs to see Leo sitting on the sofa on his own.

Do I make conversation with him?

Awkwardly, I sit down on the arm chair; we make eye contact and then look away again as quick as it happens.

"Feeling better now you're all clean?"

He mutters. I hummed. This silence was getting awkward quickly.

"Soooo..."

God what do I say?

"Um i Gotta uh...have a cigarette. Catch you later."

Thankfully he leaves to have a smoke outside, it was actually getting painful to sit there in silence. I take a look around the spacious living room, there's a lot of ash trays; these guys clearly chain smoke. There's a few scrunched up beer cans here and there but other than that it was quite neat and tidy.

"Peaches. Come to Amare's room."

Jason pokes his head around the door, hearing the name of possibly my favourite guy here, I get up faster than ever and walk with Jason down the hallway into Amare's room.

It was a beautiful room, he kept it very tidy. Connor and Amare were also there.

I look around to see...

a mattress...

• flashback •

"I'll get you a mattress ASAP!"

• back in the present day •

"You're lucky peaches that someone is willing to do this, if it was up to me you would be straight back in the basement. Your little friend here Amare has managed to convince me to let you stay in here now. There's a mattress here and Lewis is finding you some blankets. Be fucking thankful."

I am. I'm so fucking relieved.

Connor leaves, me and Amare remain.

"Uh...thanks for letting me crash in here. Really appreciate it!"

Amare sits on his head while smiling.

" 's no big deal. i couldn't sleep while you were down on there on the hard floor."

You swore your heart did a thing. Like it skipped a hundred heart beats. You were already sitting down on the mattress, it was super comfy to be fair anything was comfier compared to last nights accommodation.

A couple of minutes went on, the two of you sharing small talk until you heard something fall on the ground. It was his jacket, being polite you went to hang it back up when Amare suddenly spoke.

"Uhh Y/N...you may want to uhh...use the bathroom."

what is this guy on about? what do you mean use the oh-

As I glance around to look behind me I see what he was talking about.

A big red splotch was painted on my leggings, and they were grey so it was VERY visible. Oh god the embarrassment, what am I going to do?!?!? I have no pads with me. Oh god he's so grossed out I can tell. No wonder I was so moody earlier.

"Oh shit. Amare uhh...I don't have any...products."

His eyes widen, he's clearly a little scared as he's never seen blood come out of that place before. He gulps and wipes the sweat off his brow.

"O-okay. No need to worry. A-are you okay? Are you in pain?"

A:N- SOMEONE HELP ME I AM MAJORLY CRYING OVER HOW CUTE AMARE IS BEING.

My eyes soften at him I am so tempted to squeal from how cute he was being but that would be weird.

"J-just a little cramp. Mainly it's humiliation."

I laugh nervously while waiting for what he was going to do.

"Don't be embarrassed, it's just blood right? You stay here. I'll run to the store and buy you some things."

He begins taking off his hoodie and hands it to me.

"What's this for?"

"For you to sit on while I get you the things you need, the hoodie can be washed but the mattress won't."

This was a balenciaga hoodie! And he's asking me to free bleed on it?!

"Please. Just use it."

He takes the hoodie from me and wraps it around my waist. We are inches apart, so close that I could smell his aftershave, this guy lives expensively.

Once he finishes tying, he lifts his head up and that's when we touch. Just our noses, but it was enough to make my heart SCREAM INSIDE.

"I...uh better go."

He runs out quickly. I plonk myself down on the mattress; a pant of guilt as I know my blood was seeping out onto his priceless hoodie.

-20 minutes later-

The front door opened, signifying Amare was back. He ran up the stairs and sure enough it was him.

"I-i got you some pads some ibuprofen, some chocolate...a-and this..."

He pulls out the bag the cutest teddy bear ever. You can only handle so much cuteness he was definitely pushing it.

"T-thank you Amare..."

You don't know why but you two just have these moments, these little moments that spark up between you, these cute few seconds that occur that neither of you could explain. If it was any other person then it would be weird, it feels so wrong...yet so right.

I get up to grab the pads and it was obvious that his hoodie was stained, he could see the worry in my eyes so he was quick to reassure me.

"Please don't worry about the hoodie, it'll wash out."

He pats my shoulder and then allows me to go to the bathroom.

A few minutes later you were back, Jongho was flicking through Netflix on his television, I sat down on my mattress which was a bit below his bed but I could still see him.

"You better get some sleep, it'll be good for...you know..."

"The period?"

"Yep."

He shut that conversation down quicker than a lead balloon.

-a few hours later-

• Amare POV •

I was mindless watching this random show on Netflix, however I can't focus on that. My mind is on her. Heck I'm meant to be scaring her, I'm meant to be her kidnapper but yet I'm a huge softie around her. Straight from the get go I was the Prince Charming, the knight in shining armour. Ugh sometimes I hate how nice I am.

I glance over to Y/N's sleeping body, she's curled up in a ball; whimpering I think, my eyes darted to the packet of pain killers on the bedside table. Unopened.

"Shit."

I mumbled, she must be in a lot of pain to be hunched over like that. I begin to brainstorm what I could possibly do to help the poor girl. And then it clicks.

Oh for the love of Jesus I cant believe what imma bout to do.

Sliding out of bed the mattress met my feet, I grabbed the duvet too as she seemed a little shivery.

here goes nothing.

I laid down beside Y/N, sliding my hand around her and going under her shirt. I tenderly place my warm hand on her tummy in hopes it would soothe some of the cramps.

• no ones pov •

The girl whimpers and stirs, Amare was quick to shush her.

"Go back to sleep kitten..."

end of chapter two!

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