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Life's What You Make It (a JB story) chapter 19 part 1

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Uploaded by on Sep 15, 2008

So... I'm also in the middle of writing a new story. That one is a love story and it's called I Wanna Run With You. Since I'm writing it right now, you'll maybe see it in the end of September. Cause I want to finish it before I start putting it up. I haven't even though of a description :( But the story's good. The boys aren't famous and they don't have their purity rings. They aren't bad boys, but it has sort of bad boy twist to it by one of the brothers ;) Since I just wanted to update the story on this one and actually let you guys know her story, I'll get to it right now. BTW you could let me know what kind of songs you want in the vids. They don't have to be JB. Just let me know.

Recap: Getlin started telling her story.

She sat with her back against the wall and legs crossed in front. She closed her eyes for a minute and then started talking.
"Nick.. I just have a couple of conditions for you."
"Shoot."
"First one is that you can't run over here hugging me when I start to cry. You wanted to hear the whole story, but you hugging me.. Let's just say, I won't be able the finish." I nodded.
"Second one is that you can't interrupt. No questions DURING the story. After, you can ask as much as you need."
"Got ya."
"And the final one is.. it can't leave this room. You can't tell absolutely anyone. It's between you and me and it'll stay that way. Got it?"
"Yeah. No interruptions and no one will know. Scouts honour."
"Fine. Ok..After leaving, I was devastated. I felt alone and everyone here was so superficial. All looks, no brain. Awful. So I connected to Dave, we talked loads. I was sort of happy. Well.. I was satisfied. I still wanted someone to talk to. I was so close to actually calling you. But then one day I met him. He was good-looking, but you could just sense that he was different than everyone. It felt good talking to him. His name is Jarett. He was mysterious, no one knew about him. Just his name, so when he started talking to me out of nowhere, I was shocked. We connected right away and we both opened up. We hung out a lot. I was happy. But I was wrong in so many levels that that's wrong." I didn't get it and it looked like she got that I didn't understand. "Yeah. I knew, the last part WAS confusing. You know, I was happy with him but HE turned out my worst nightmare. How? You may ask. I think we had been here for two weeks and Dave picked me up every day. He was there before I got up, but one day we got off early. He wasn't there but Jarett was. Unfortunately. So he offered me a ride even though he knew that I was picked up EVERYDAY! So of course I said no and sat down on a bench near the front doors. It was that moment that I was a bit scared of him. It was a first. That's why I was close to the front doors, so I could run in school when something started to happen. But he was faster than me. I really tried to escape, but he was just soo strong.. He pushed me into a van and we took off. I didn't bother crying because.. I don't even know why. I just didn't. After a while, some guy who was with him injected something into me. I started feeling really really weak, but I wasn't tired. That was the last thing on my mind. Soon we arrived in some kind of house. Jarret took me up bridal style in to the house and into a bedroom. He put me down on the bed and started taking my clothes off and kissing me and well.. you get the point. So he raped me. He said he had to try me out for the job. I didn't get it. Soon he got off me and allowed me time to dress myself. Then we got back in the van and the driver took us to another house. Now that one was just gorgeous. Sort of like the White House. Then we got in and so it started. Every night was the same. The house was a brothel. But it's different brothel. It's like a fantasy one.. rape fantasy. And as you can see by the scars, some of the fantasies were rather.. painful. Yeah. Our work was at night, only the best girls were taken during the day. We were allowed to hang out in the house during the day, so I learned a lot about the other girls. Some of them had been over there for years. But there was one girl that I got really close. Her name's Kay. She's actually from Colorado Springs. That's where I got the idea to come here."

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