Reality (#1)

Sarah Grayson's life was normal. Average parents, average life, average everything. That is until she lets her friends take her to a party, where she leaves in tears and pain. Her life gets flipped upside down and the only thing that she can do is live with the side effects of her choice.

You may ask how this book is part of the 5 Seconds of Summer fanfiction, but if you'd be kind enough to follow, you'll find out.


4. Four

Chapter Four:



    “Sarah? Come on, Sarah, wake up!” I faintly heard someone in the background.


    What’s going on? I thought to myself. Where even am I?


    “She’s moving. Sarah!” another voice.


    “Sarah.” a man’s voice this time.


    Then it came back to me.


    “No, no! No!” I screamed trying to squirm away.


    “Sarah?” he tried to grab me again. No matter what happened, I kept my eyes closed, I didn’t want to see him. I didn’t want to know if it was really even him, I didn’t want to see my attacker.


    “I think she thinks I’m Saville.” the man said to someone else. An accomplish? A twisted friend? Who knows.


    “Sarah? It’s me, Tommy.” he said. Yeah, right.


    “Wow, so original. You already tried that. I’m not falling for it this time.” I still kept my eyes closed from the horrors that awaited me.


    “Sarah? It’s Bailey!” a new voice, the first one. I know my sister and this one definitely belonged to her.


    “And Diara.”  the second voice. Diara? Then the man has to be Tommy. She has an obvious incredibly huge crush on him and doesn't really like being without him.


    I opened my eyes and was greeted by a bright light.


    I looked around. The room was large, with dark gray walls. There weren’t many pieces of furniture, save for the bed, a couple end tables, a dresser, and a desk. The tripod was still there, but no camera. Which meant he had to be gone.


    Although my friends did come to my rescue, I was still tied. My feet ties were looser, but I still couldn't move more than a few inches. I was sore everywhere and there was a dull pain in my south area where I could only guess what he did. Diara was sitting next to me, trying to undo my wrists. Bailey was just looking at me, tears staining her eyes. I searched for Tommy. He was in the corner of the room, hurt shown all over his face.


    The tears I hid before started coming back. Before I knew it I was in a full blown sob.


    “Get me out. Get me o-out.” I whispered. Then closed my eyes again.


    “Tom, help.” Diara said, I heard footsteps. Then a pocket knife snapping, and cutting. Then my hand was free, my left foot after, then my right side.


    “Sarah?” Tommy said, I looked away. “I’m gonna have to pick you up, you okay with that?”


    After a little bit, I finally nodded. Gently, Tommy slid his arms under me, one under my knees, one behind my back, and lifted.


    “Tommy, it’s really you?” I asked to be sure.


    “Yeah, it’s me.” he reassured, and I opened my eyes. I let my tears free yet again and cried into his shoulder, my arms were around his neck


    Behind me, I heard Diara talking to Bailey.


    “Have you seen Lily?”


    “No, but I grabbed Sarah’s phone. Sarah not only texted her a bunch of times, but she called her too.” Bailey had my phone then.


    “Really? That bitch. Text her and tell her we’re leaving.”

    “You test her. I don't have her number. To be honest with you, I never really liked her. She always seemed supercilious and just plain awful.”




    “Oh, look it up.”


    Tommy’s voice brought my attention back to him.






    “I asked you how you were doing.” he said.


    “Oh. I’m sore and in pain. I just want to leave.” I remembered something everyone said, “you guys said it’d be fun. I didn't have much fun.”


    “I know, I’m sorry.” he apologized. “We’re here.”

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