Unwritten

I know it shouldn't bug me, but who the fuck is he to threaten me. Joe Simmons want's to die. If he thinks that i'm just going to idly stand by well he's wrong. I was so pissed i didn't even realize that i slammed practically every door i entered in my home.
"FUCK!" I screamed to the door as i blasted out some Avril Lavigne anger songs. Matt came up to my room to check on me.
"Hey, is everything alright?"
"Yeah, i'm just frustrated." He quirked his eyebrow at me.
"Frustrated? Like sexually or-"
"NO! I'm just frustrated with boys."
"So then you are." I threw a pillow at him.
"You wouldn't understand."
"You're right i probably wouldn't, but sometimes letting it out helps. I'll be here if you need me."
"Thanks." I mumbled under my breathe.
"Love you Liv." He went back downstairs to rejoin his friends. I don't know what to do, maybe some fresh air could clear my mind. I put on my comfy shirt and leggings. Downstairs the boys were all chatting it up about who's the hottest actress. Personally i would agree with Matt, Kate Upton definitely beats Karlie Kloss hands down, but in terms of being classy and hot Angelina Jolie has it all. What do ya know, siblings think alike. The breeze outside was cool and soft. It really helped my nerves relax, i kind of got lost in the wind you could say. I looked into the window to see my brother and company move upstairs. Well at least now i'm not being watched..i think. Someone could literally fall asleep right here and now, but if i did that i'd probably be ice in the morning. I heard someone come into the backyard, probably Matt checking in on me from my earlier tantrum. He grabbed the hair at the back of my head.
"Not funny Matt!" I yelled, but when i turned around it wasn't him. The stranger shoved some form of cloth in my mouth and another came out to grab my hands.
"Do you want this all over the town so everyone has these thoughts about you." He showed me a picture of me, except it wasn't me it was just my face. He photo shopped my head on some naked girl!! That's really fucked up. Now i need to rethink my tactics, maybe acting on a whim isn't the smartest idea as of now. "Just wait there's more." He played a blurry video of some girl with blond hair fucking a guy. "People are so thirsty for gossip they'll believe anything. I have more videos like this and everyone's going to think you're a loose whore. Does my offer look more favorable to you now?" It was fucking Joe Simmons, he's not going to get away with this. "Oh and by the way if you tell anyone about this, these are going to be everywhere and you can consider yourself the whore of the town." I tried to kick him but he punched me in the face. "Normally i don't treat girlfriends like this, but you're not my girlfriend until tomorrow." Now i know what i have to do. I don't care about high school, but this is the whole town i'm talking about. Joe is right about one thing, these people will believe anything especially coming from one of our start football players. Instead of fighting back i surrendered and put up no resistance. He slapped me a couple of times before tying up my hands and legs with some cheap ass fabric. I knew what was coming, they're going to try to fucking drop me in the pool. Maybe that's why they got some cheap fabric so i'll live, but barely scrape through. Great warning guys. As i suspected, Joe got my legs and they tossed me in the pool.
"BITCH!" He yelled and ran out of the backyard. I felt myself sink to the bottom of the freezing pool. There was barely any air in my lungs in the first place due to being gagged and now i have to try to either swim to the top or get out of these. I tried my first option, but thanks to me never being a good swimmer it failed. Alright now i got to try and untangle myself. I brought my knees up to my chest and used my restraint hands to try and untie the cloth. My lungs were giving out, it was a race against time. My eyes started getting heavier, but i finally managed to get the cloth off. I rushed my way to the surface and made it halfway out before i passed out on the pool curb.

Notes

Thought we could use conflict.