All Chapters of Brutal: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

They were my best friends, I grew up with them and we did absolutely everything together. The three of us were inseparable, I loved them… I really did. If someone were to have told me 5 years ago that I would be living the life I am now, a life without them… I would have laughed in their faces. They were the only people in my life that I could trust, the only people that I knew that I could always count on. The two of them knew everything about me and I knew absolutely everything about them. We were inseparable, we always were. I confided in them, I came to them with my secrets, my thoughts , my desires and my insecurities. They always knew how to comfort me, uplift me or just be there for me in the ways that I needed. I swear, to this day I’ve still never met anyone quite like them. They were angels. They were my angels. But then one day Justin snapped. He became evil, dark and absolutely insane. I don’t know what happened to him, or why he

Merlina's P.O.V [next day] "Hey mom I'm going to the police station, then after I'll go to like McDonald's if you want some." I said as I stuffed a twenty dollar bill into the pocket of my shorts. "It's okay I'm fine, just be safe and come home quickly." She said. " I will don't worry" I said whilst dramatically rolling my eyes. "I love you!" She shouted as I made my way to the front of the house. "I love you too!" I shouted back as I closed the front door. As I took a step outside, I let a loud sigh escape my lips as I already knew it would take a lot of endurance and energy to get to my destination. Me and my mother share a car and live in a small, warn down house. We use to live in a huge mansion like building with a maid but after my father was murdered we were evicted from our home and forced to live in the depths of California. Don't get me wrong California is beautiful but just not where I live. We live in the worn down neighborhood with stray pit bulls and high

Merlina's P.O.V After driving for another 10 minutes the car soon came to a halt, signaling we were at a gas station. My nerves started taking over me making me second guess my self, but I knew if I didn't get away now it would be hell for me later. The doors to the van slowly opened revealing Dylan behind it. He reached over me and unchained my wrist and ankles from the cold metal, allowing slight winces of pain to leave my lips. My ankles and wrist were both bruised and bloody causing a stinging/ burning sensation as it became exposed to the oxygen. He took my arm and helped me out of the car, but as soon as my feet hit the floor a loud screech left my mouth. A terrible amount of pain rushed through my legs as I tried to apply my weight on them. I looked up at Dylan and his expression showed no remorse or sorrow once so ever. He just yanked me back up and continued pushing me forward. "Don't do anything stupid." He spoke as I limped into the gas s

Merlina's P.O.V My eyes flutter open as the sunlight shines directly into my eyes, blinding me with the beams of light. I let out a low groan as I remember that I was no longer in my house, with my mother. But that I was now stuck in a house with the criminals who killed her. I roll out of bed, looking through the dresser, trying to find some pants before I exit my room. I search through the fairly large and stuffed drawer only coming across a pair of ripped booty shorts. I mentally puke, knowing that these were probably some sluts shorts that they hooked up with and ended up leaving the shorts here. "If I get an std from wearing this I swear I'm gonna kill myself." I mumbled under my breathe as I slowly opened the bedroom door. The house was completely silent, sending me a weird, discomforting feeling. I slowly walked through the large house searching making sure I was alone. "DYLAN!" I yelled hoping not to receive an answer. A smirk appeared on my face as silence flo

Merlina's P.O.V I pull my aching body off of the bed as I grab my clothes and slowly put them back on. My shirt had a few rips in them, since Dylan decided to tare the fabric off of me. "Shit." I whisper as I accidentally hit my sore legs against the bed post. I take a deep breath and wipe away my tears as I exit the room and walk down the dark hallway to mine. Once I get to my room I close the door and quickly lock it, before breaking down in tears. My back slides down the door as I rest my arms on my knees and cry into my hands. My body hurts like hell, I feel like I got ran over by a truck and then hit by an 18wheeler. The pain was unbearable, to the point where words couldn't describe the amount of pain my body was enduring right now. But nothing hurt as bad as my heart did. I understand that they are world class criminals and this is the shit they do, but I thought we just had a certain respect for each other. I grew up with them! T