#colin not okay

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Dylan O'Brien on the Not Okay movie tiktok 3/11/2022

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NOT OKAY (2022) Dir. Quinn Shephard

[dylnsohbrien]

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DYLAN O'BRIEN in the NOT OKAY TRAILER

[littlemelaninfics]

Stupid Little Baby || Dark!Dylan O'Brien smut

A/N: Based on that one scene from that movie

WARNINGS: DUBCON, language, mentions of past rape, mental manipulation, little space, daddy issues, no aftercare. THIS BLOG IS 18+ ONLY. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED IF YOU INTERACT WHILE UNDERAGE

"Dylan...it hurts," Y/n managed to squeak out under the weight of her best friend.

"It hurts? Tell me what hurts, baby."

"You! You're hurting me."

"My cock in your tight little pussy hurts?"

"Yes! Please fuck."

"Is this how they fucked you? Feeling your daddy's friends come into your room at night. Huh?" He said breathily in her ear. Her eyes started to change colors, remembering the disgusting men on top of her when she turned 18. Tears welled up as her best friend taunted her with something she trusted him with.

"Ugh fuck," he thrusted one last time before chuckling in disbelief,

"Is that what gets you off? Thinkin about what they did to you while your daddy watched? Cause you are fucking wet!"

Her mind completely slipped away into her safe space. This is how she protected herself, letting her body do whatever it was going to do. She would re-live her childhood, finding the sweet spots and hanging on to them for dear life. He could tell she has slipped because she didn't want to be seen, trying to make herself as small as she can under him.

"Ohh baby, who's my damaged little girl, huh? Just a stupid little baby."

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         every  COLIN  scene from  NOT OKAY  ( 2022 )  .

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Not Okay (2022). Like if u save.

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Dylan O'Brien's Best Reactions To Thirst Tweets (while promoting Not Okay on Buzzfeed)

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(Original video)

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“not okay” thoughts??????

SPOILER FILLED omg please do not proceed unless you have watched this brilliant film thanks x

mia isaac - the STANDOUT for me for the entire runtime

like ya’ll i’m a dylan girl thru and thru, and gorgeous zoey is the main star of this movie

but mia

ya’ll don’t sleep on mia isaac

i know the proper reviews have agreed with me, she is absolutely brilliant and powerful and and empowering, every scene was so strong and she deserves all the praise, all the awards, hands down

her character’s story where it related to real life events.. her trauma was so heartbreaking, and the ptsd scene on the stage really truly got to me and i honestly started tearing up. that was a full panic attack... i’ve lived through many, and it was captured so upsettingly well. mia conveys emotion so so well and i hope you love her as much as i did. 

AND DUDE ----- THE LAST SCENE OF THE MOVIE WITH MIA WAS AHHHHHHHHHHHH MY FAVE PART OF THE WHOLE THIINNG

now...  zoey, wow, her characterisation was SPOT ON

she just gulped up that fame, actual fame whore 

like i hated her but i loved her and but at the same time i was holding my breath for her white lie to be unfolded 

and PHEW it was nuts

“shit gon be nuts” - dylan o’brien, 2022, twitter.

zoey is a phenomenal actress, she can play all sorts of dimensions, but danni was just something else, in a very good way 

she was a crafty lil bitch and i give her kudos, to an extent, and then yes she deserved to be #cancelled over and over again, never coming back from that one 

i was shaking my head at her the whole time like..... honey you’re making it so obvi that you are not traumatised. you just want those likes, you just want that @WEEDBOIIICOLIN so bad.

also SHOUT OUT to the nightmares she was having, and her own personal haunting trauma with the green coat guy. i loved that continuity and how it built her guilt over and over again.

especially with the reveal.. i saw it coming at the last second, but was still surprised when you saw who it really was that was haunting her.

her hampster tho being the soul reason for her lie, giving her the idea, that was iconic. you go hamster. they also had similar hair??? 

her style was wild, very tik tok, very ‘on trend’ thank you quinn for crafting this crazy girl 

zoey you need to be given like 150 gold stars right now, girl. 

now................

dylan.

fuck me.

from the GET GO, from his first words, i was like............. here we go.

“lick the tit” yeah bro, straight off the bat

the little pet name ‘honey’ also got to me

ah DUDE THE WARDROBE DEPARTMENT FOR COLIN WAS HILARIOUS, his last outfit that you see him in, when he walks out of the elevator, i loved it so much i took a photo because i giggled

the was dylan put on that shit talker voice was also so well done, the vernacular he sattired was perfect

everything he said was legit comic relief 

he made it funny with her stupid he was, honestly 

and you could 100% tell that he was doing it to make fun

he better have enjoyed this role because i bloody well did

ANYWAY

DYLAN O’BRIEN’S FUCKING MOANING WILL LIVE IN MY HEAD RENT FREE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE AND I NEED IT ON ACTUAL FUCKIGN REPLAY RIGHT NOW THIS IS NOT A DRILL

his ****** game is also STRONG 

seriously, THAT scene, you’ll know it, in the bathroom

it doesn’t last long but it was literally the set up for every dylan smut scene in fan fic okay 

HIS WORDING WOOWWOWOWOWEVNBKJGE]

I AM STILL DEEEAASDDDDDDDD

ask @ slutobrien because i was messaging her the whole time and i was going craazzyyyyy

my fave is “youre so tight” 

fuck thats dylan fan fic

in a good way.. a very, very, good way 

he also says that he’ll protect her in a very sensual way and yes i believed it i still do i also need it RIGHT NOW.

but yes okay, thank you quinn once again for choosing this god of a man to portray this idiot of a man 

other things i super loved: - the running jokes with kendall jenner loooool - quinn’s cameo!!!!!!!!!!! i squealed, like a lil piggy - the cinematography?!!?!!??! so good  - the support group hanging out together was too cute for words  - special shout out to NADIA for her portrayal of harper!!!!! the villain (?) that we really needed ((((( but like was danni really the villain the whole time and was harper the hero??? hmmmm????)))))) - still love mia isaac - MY 2ND FAVE PART THOOO ,....... OMGG... was when colin said some weird shit and harper was like “you’re from maine” and dylan puts his real voice on for a short moment since colin gets called out for his fakeness HAHAHA too good

Overall, NOT OKAY was a very good, eye-opening, funny film. It really makes you look at the craziness and toxicity that social media carries. It shows you how it can change people, literally, and the lengths they will go to to get those extra followers or those extra likes. Social media can be so dangerous. Watching Mia’s character get absolutely shit over for having a ptsd panic attack, saying she was being a fake victim.. that’s real, unfortunately. It happens so often. Dylan and Zoey have only recently done interviews where they explain that the truth is sometimes never believed, that the lies circulating gets the better of them and puts out negative untrue vibes. 

This movie HAD to be made. And I am so glad that Quinn did it in such a captivating way. 

But I think that there is also another important point made from this movie......

What I have learnt is that it is indeed.. okay... to not be okay. Don’t hide if you’re in pain, because it’s very most likely that the person next to you is also not okay. 

OKAY THAT’S MY REVIEW BYE

[saintlopezlov3r]

Colin🍁

Not Okay

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[halethestilinskis]

"You Don't Know Who I Am?" Colin (Not Okay movie) Imagine- Part 2

Part One

You woke up much later than the usual time you would to go to work, had a small panic when you realized the time, only to have it set in shortly after, that you were unemployed and needed to go out and find a job. The only problem, was you had no skills. You couldn't go get a customer service job, you had a degree in journalism, and working at your local CVS wouldn't pay rent, never mind the other bills you had. You took a quick look online for job listings, maybe a personal assistant or another magazine needs an apprentice, but the search wasn't coming up with much.

After you took a shower, you realized you missed a call from your mom, and decided to give her a call back. You decided it was a bad idea to tell her what happened, and to just keep it to yourself until you find a new job. The conversation went just how you expected it. Your brother got a big promotion, oh, and guess what, his wife is pregnant, and "honey, you're 22, when are you going to find someone?". Then your other, younger brother is going to basic in 2 months, and they're having a big party, "you just have to come back home, honey, we miss you so much".

"Yeah mom, I miss you guys too" you said sadly. You wished you missed them more, but truthfully, living at home was miserable, and your achievements were never as good as your siblings. It was very likely, you wouldn't be going home to see them, you didn't even have a car.

"Alright mom, yeah, I'll try to find the money for a flight. Love you too" you ended the call and sighed deeply. A part of you feeling empty. You had no one. No boyfriend, no friends, no job, and no family to support you.  A tear rolled down your cheek and you wiped it away quickly, deciding in that moment to go for a walk.

New York always felt safe to you, but that's probably because you've been here so long, you don't even care anymore. The smell of the trash, the urine in the streets, none of it really bothered you anymore.

The local Starbucks was filled with tourists, the line leading out the door. Thankfully, there was a local coffee shop across the street that seemed to have a very short line. You didn't come here often, but whenever you did, the barista was always kind, and the coffee was always fabulous. It was expensive, but who knows how long your savings will hold up, might as well enjoy it today, you definitely needed a pick me up.

As you walked down the street, you noticed a couple of people standing on the edge of the sidewalk, looking across the street with a grin. Thinking there was some sort of celebrity around, you decided to take a look, maybe they needed a PA. The cloud of smoke gave it away. "Colin!" someone screamed and waved, almost falling into the street.

"Yo!" you heard back, Colin throwing up peace signs. You rolled your eyes and kept walking, enjoying the views of NYC like a tourist would.

It was 2 PM by the time you got back home. You had no luck finding a job, but then again, how could you in this market?

Most of the time, you paid no attention to the people on the streets. It wasn't like you to make eye contact, your anxiety was far too high for that, but the cloud of smoke that was Colin kept following you since you saw him this morning".

"Hey, shorty" he smirked as you got to your door to type in the code.

"Hi, Colin" you said simply.

"You never hit me up on Insta" he took a drag of his vape, "I thought we had a connection".

You rolled your eyes, "drop the fuck boy act, and maybe we can find that connection" you smiled back, walking into your apartment complex and over to the elevator. You could see his face through the window from the elevator, he was standing still, his mouth slightly open, shocked that I would say such a thing.

Rage was still boiling in you from yesterday, you had to find a way to get back at Cindy. You had a small blog that you hadn't posted on in months since Cindy was keeping you so busy with bullshit articles. The blog only had a few hundred followers, but you decided to write about how and why you got fired, purposely putting Colin's name in there, maybe he'll spark some more views. You scrolled through Instagram in the mean time, looking at your successful friends on their lavish vacations, feeling both envy and rage. Colintheweedman popped up on your suggested. You must have said or typed his name so many times, the system heard you.

His profile was all pictures of him in a bathing suit on lavish vacations, or in obnoxious clothes smoking a obnoxiously large blunt. How did he even get this famous? you thought to yourself. He was very good looking, and you had to admit, his sleeve, made you feel ways you have never felt before, but his alter ego that he plays up on, was so annoying. You hit the follow button anyway.

It was time for dinner when you finished the rough draft. There was no food in your house due to the fact that you usually stayed late at work and got something on the way home.

"Sup" you heard the familiar voice as you started walking down the street, the blonde catching up to you.

"Are you stalking me or something?" you asked, starting to get concerned that he was always around you.

"Nah, I've been staying with a friend around here, I'm not a fan of being cooped up all day" he took a drag of his vape.

"Thought this was the slums" you mocked him, not bothering to look at his reaction.

"Bruh, it is, I've seen the inside of those apartments, they're small as shit" he made a face of disgust. You nodded in agreement, "Where you headed to anyway?"

"Probably CVS, get some dollar stuff for dinner" you said is a sarcastic, mock happy tone.

"Shit babe, you're that broke?" he said, the smoke cloud obstructing your view again.

"I don’t have a job, and don't know when I'll find one, so just trying to make sure I can still pay rent" you shrugged, looking down at the ground.

"Nah, you ain't eating the shit, come on" he said waving you to go across the street with him, "there's a nice place up here we can stop at".

"What, like a date" you cocked an eyebrow, "a date with fabulous Colin" you batted your eyelashes.

"Hell yeah, baby, would you like that" he bit he lip and got closer to you. The gesture making you feel tingly and excited, but you came to you senses in time to keep to your word.

"That's okay" you stepped back, "I'll stick to my original meal".

This time he coked an eyebrow at you, "have a good night, Colin", and you knew he was watching you walk away. You heard a frustrated little grunt and then footsteps coming up beside you.

"Wait, girl" he swaggered in front of you, "you don’t want to go out with me?"

He was trying to be seductive again, probably feeling that you were intrigued the first time he did this.

"Not when you're 'Colintheweedguy'" you said his insta name in a mocking tone.

"Fine" he scoffed, "I got plenty bitches waiting for me". He shouldered past you. You shook your head not really caring, and kept walking in the direction of CVS.

You're sure he wanted you to chase him, but that simply not something you would ever do, besides, if he really liked you, and wanted to go out with you, he could just not be his alter ego and be a normal person for once. He showed it to you yesterday until he spotted his fan boys from afar and had to put the act back on, he can do it again.

Thankfully it was late enough that not a lot of people were on the street and the lines at CVS weren't long. You picked out a soda and a water, some popcorn and a few ramen packs to last you a few days, totaling to about $15 bucks.

"Thanks" you said to the cashier, grabbing your bag and heading out.

As you walked out, you noticed it was starting to get dark and your stomach was suddenly growling, it was such a nice night to walk around, and you would love to go to central park, but you hadn't eaten all day and felt a little faint. Last thing you needed was to pass out on the side walk again.

"Hey" a stranger said behind you. You ignored it and kept walking, thinking this person was either on their phone, or talking to someone else.

"Hey" they called again, catching up to you. He was wearing a plain black hoodie and a black hat. It was getting dark, and you didn't have your glasses, so you couldn't quite make out who it was, but for sure you didn't know them, and they were about to mug you. You continued to ignore them, "It's Colin" he said normally, taking his hat off.

"Oh shit" you gaped, "sorry, didn't recognize you without your neon clothes and the cloud of smoke."

He smirked, "ha ha" he said dryly.

"So you're normal now?" you asked haphazardly.

"Want to get some dinner?" he asked in response, eyeing your CVS bag full of ramen.

"No thanks, I have a date with some Netflix and noodles" you smiled, coming up to your doorway, "unless you want to enjoy some ramen with me" you offered jokingly.

"Yeah sure" he said almost instantly, "I haven't had that type of ramen in… shit… years"

"Oh" you didn't expect this "uh, yeah, okay, uh, come on up then". You typed in your door code, holding the door open for him to follow.

You were a little unsure of this situation, you barely knew the dude, and didn't know what his intentions were, but part of you felt safe and secure with him, so you decided not to let it bother you. Instead, you texted your friend from back home just in case she doesn't hear from you in a couple of days, to notify police. The ride in the elevator for silent for the most part, you weren't sure what to say, or do, and were suddenly extremely aware of how you looked and how messy your hair was. You took a good look at him, he might portray himself as this unkempt, stoner sort, always wearing baggy, bright clothing, but looking at his facial hair, it looks tidy and kempt, like he just trimmed it up this morning. He didn't smell like weed either, you weren't sure if he went home and showered before he came and found you, but even thinking back, you never got that smell from him, not even his vape. His cologne was very enticing, you wished he was walking in front of you so you would be able to smell it more strongly.

You unlocked the door and let him go through first, he started checking out the artwork on your walls. He nodded as he looked around at them. A few band posters caught his eye, and he noticed one of them was signed.

"I love them" he grinned, pointing at the poster, "fuck, they're like my favorite band".

You grinned, "really? I didn't think someone like you would be into alternative music".

He rolled his eyes, probably annoyed that he's showing his true self and you're figuring it all out.

"Where are you from, anyway?" you asked, filling a pot with water for the ramen.

He paused a minute, not sure if he wanted to make something else up or reveal himself again, he sighed, "Maine".

Your eyebrows raised in surprise, "I would have never guessed that". You started to walk over to sit on the couch while the water boils.

He chortled, "Why's that?"

"You? A farm boy republican? Doesn't seem to fit your personality or the alter ego you pose as" you shrugged, falling into the couch.

"It's not really bullshit, you know", he offered, sitting down next to you, "It's just more exaggerated".

"I don't know, you seem pretty arrogant when you're being Colintheweedman, when you were just Colin, you held my box, held the door open, had a nice conversation, and with you're alter ego, all you do is hit that vape, and stay high at all times" you shrugged, watching for his reaction.

He nodded slightly and sighed, looking out the window next to your couch, "yeah, I'm not really high all the time, I actually only take edibles to go to sleep at night, smoking makes me so fucking tired".

"So what's in the vape" you asked, curious.

"It's just flavored smoke, there's not even nicotine in it" he stated, taking it out and handing it to you.

"Oh" you analyzed the vape and took a drag, it tasted like watermelon lip balm.

"I don't even inhale it" he smirked, sucking in and letting out a cloud.

You laughed, "So it really is an alter ego", you got up to go put the ramen in now that you could hear the water boiling.

"I guess" he shrugged, following you over to the kitchen and leaning on the counter, "It's still me, it’s just the part of me that doesn’t have any anxieties" he paused for a moment, watching you put the ramen in the water and stir it around with a fork, "I can be as stupid as I want, and they still love me".

"Not a bad gig, I guess" you said, watching the noodles come apart from the brick.

He shrugged, coming over closer to the stove, standing behind you, slightly off the right so you could still see him in the corner of your eye. He was looking around at your kitchen, eyeing all the pots and pans.

"You like to cook?" he asked. You shut off the burner and portioned the ramen into two bowls.

"When I can afford it" you half laughed, strange question to answer when you're putting two packs of $0.58 ramen into a bowl, "do you want broth in yours?"

He stared at you, like you were crazy for asking, "uh, yeah, it's not ramen without it" he dragged on.

"But if you have broth, there's like no flavor from the packet" you stated.

"That told me more about you than talking to you ever did" he smiled down at the bowl you handed him.

You scoffed, "like what?", you asked as you walked to the couch, Colin following your lead.

"That you’re a psychopath" he chuckled, twirling his fork in the noodles.

"You have an alter ego that smoked eight joints at once, and talks like he grew up uneducated, and I'M the psychopath?" you glared at him, a small smirk on his face.

"Fair" he grinned, "and hey, you made great ramen".

"Thanks" you smiled back, "I'm a pro, been surviving off them for years".

He snorted a bit, trying not to laugh with his mouth full. There was a comfortable silence as you two ate, The Office playing in the background, although neither of you were paying attention. Your thoughts were wrapped up on whatever what going on here, and thinking about whatever he might be thinking about. You were sure that's what was on his mind too. Bowls were empty, you felt relatively full and leaned back onto the couch. Colin was positioned in the corner between the arm rest and back cushion, so he was facing you, but his eyes were on the TV. He looked so calm and normal in his every day clothes, you couldn't help but wonder who else knew this side of him, and which one he preferred.

"What?" he smiled. Fuck, he caught you staring.

"Sorry" you blushed. He was still smiling at you.

"Hey, so" he cleared his throat, "I'm really sorry you lost your job, but I know of an opening in Depravity if you're interested"

Your eyes light up, you were suddenly wide awake with excitement, "Are you kidding? Holy shit, what is it?"

He chuckled at your excitement, "I mean" he waved his hand a bit, "It's probably no the best job, but it’s a job" he offered.

You eyed him suspiciously, "What is it?" you asked cocking your head slightly to the side.

He laughed, his hand anxiously rubbing his now blushed face, "It's uh" he stammered, "you'd be my assistant".

You blushed harder than you were before and definitely harder than he was. Not only would be able to hang out with colintheweedguy, you would get normal Colin in the down time. You could see where he lives, go on trips with him, take pictures of him for his insta, and possibly, even meet other celebrities, he had quite a few following him. You were beyond excited at the thought, but you weren't sure if you should show it.

"You mean like, do you laundry and remind you of appointments?" you scoffed, Colin's face going red.

"I mean, yeah I guess" he rubbed the back of his neck, "Sorry, I thought it would be a good gig and it pays good".

The atmosphere was suddenly a little weird, and you didn't want him to leave quite yet, or pass up an opportunity to have a job and not eat ramen every day until your savings run out.

"Sounds like fun" you smiled, "tell me more".

"Oh", he loosened up a bit, seemingly taking a breath, "yeah, so, like, you would get dry cleaning, make and keep my appointments, give me reminders of them, if my manager needed to schedule anything, any sort of promotion, they would go through you and you would be in charge of my schedule and making sure I'm where I need to be, basically".

"Sounds easy" you smiled a cheesy smile, "when can I start?".

He smiled back, looking relieved, the atmosphere settling, "How 'bout you come to my place tomorrow, I can show you my schedule and what my life normally looks like"

"Okay, sounds good" you smiled and leaned back into the couch. The rest of the night was casual conversation and jokes. Poking fun at each other, and Colin eyeing your decorations and making a comment on them. Occasionally, The Office would make you laugh. Colin actually made a comment about the show that had you in tears laughing. Eventually, you got into watching funny YouTube videos, the animal ones were clearly both your favorite.

"Alright" he stood up eventually, stretching, "I have to go, but here" he reached into his pocket giving you his phone, "put your number in there and I'll text you the address".

You added your name and number, and took a quick picture to put as your contact ID. Colin smiled as you did that.

"Alright, I'll text you everything when I get home, and let me know if you need a ride, I can have someone come get you" he smiled.

"Thanks"  you smiled, following him to the door, "seriously, thank you"

"Not a problem, shorty" he said in his alter ego tone, and gave you a quick hug as he walked out, "I'll hit you up later, baby" he called down the hall, causing you to roll your eyes.

The smile was plastered on your face, you weren't getting rid of this very easily. Every time you thought of the night, you smiled. His stupid jokes, his dumb, cute smirk, his laughing, him being able to make you laugh until tears. It was like a dream. It was one of the best nights you've has in New York since moving here. You started to clean up and do your bedtime routine. Cleaning your face, brushing your teeth and hair, and made for bed. It was late, and you had to be up in the morning to get the details from Colin and get to his house whenever he woke up, which you were guessing was often late in the morning, but still, you wanted to be ready.

As you drifted off, you hoped you had good dreams about how your day would go tomorrow.

[strangerstilinski]

is there a single soul on here that is interested in a colin writing?? because after rewatching the awful fucking masterpiece that is the sex scene in not okay… i have so many feelings. so many emotions. so many ideas.

[dylnsohbrien]

[cinefiliz]

[littlemelaninfics]

My Savior

tw: noncon, drunk reader

When she got homethatnight, there were bruises and scratches all over her body. She did what she knew how which was cleanse her body and tend to her wounds. She spread Neosporin and peroxide in places she hadn’t in so long. A silent tear couldn’t help but escape when she was screwing the tops back on.

What just happened?

She slung herself into her bed and was in REM state when her phone woke her up. It was from Dylan sending her a meme like nothing happened. She clicked it off and cried herself to sleep.

It had been a few weeks since Y/n had spoken to Dylan. She didn’t know how to comprehend what happened, let alone speak to him. He kept trying to contact her, but it fell deafly. She never knew how to let go, so blocking him didn’t cross her mind. She just muted his number and went on with her life.

That night’s physical and mental pain was slowly fading and Y/n was actually going out. She just put the final touches on her makeup and walked out to her Lyft. Crystal’s house was only a 12 minute walk, but it was getting cold out and she didn’t want to get sick.

She was greeted warmly when she walked in, but flinched as a reflex when Matt came to give her a hug. She was getting better, but it would still take time to trust again, especially men. It was a few hours later when everyone had eaten and started to drink. She took the plunge with Pink Whitney and never looked back.

She woke up periodically throughout the gathering. She didn’t mean to get this fucked up, but someone broke out a joint and then a vape and now she was cross faded. Indica wasn’t her strain for a reason.

She started floating, yet running in her dream. She was definitely up higher than before and her legs were unquestionably moving beneath her.

“Alright guys, I’ll get her home safe!” Was the first thing she heard when she fully came to. She was standing by the door, her jacket being wrapped around her shoulders. Her brain finally caught up to her eyes for two seconds realizing Dylan was ushering her out the front door,

“Yeahhh that vodka will get her every time. Alright, y’all!” He called out, waving to the other people in the living room.

“Tell Y/n to text me when she wakes up! I’ll send over an Instacart hangover care package,” Freya said.

“Haha! Will do! I’ll come back when she’s good.”

“Okay! Drive safe!” She said as the room joined in a collective and scattered ‘Bye’ and ‘See you later’.

He placed her in the front seat, her mind so gone she wasn’t protesting. She had apparently gone out for another second, snapping back when she smelled Dylan’s cologne fill her nostrils. He was leaning over her body to buckle her seatbelt.

“No. No,” she whined out as flashbacks came crashing down. She started to writhe in her seat, almost seeming like she was trying to get out.

“Hey, hey, hey. I ain’t gonna let anything bad happen to you.” She looked at him, eyes half open as he gave her a kind smile. She managed to keep her eyes open long enough to see the car pull away from the people who could save her.

She was still fading in and out of consciousness, only catching half phrases and moans and grunts. She was out but her body could feel her soul get scared and confined. Out of the dream state she was lightly bucking her legs as her brows were starting to furrow and her eyes scrunching. Suddenly she was awakened, taking in a giant breath as Dylan had tightly wrapped his hand around her throat.

“There she is. Ohh there you are, baby,” he said caressing her face. He began thrusting his hips sharply with no mercy,

“No. Please stop,” she slurred out. She tried fighting once more but her arms were like noodles. She had no longer had control over her body.

“You were so fucking helpless in there. Anything could’ve happened to you,” he said breathily in her face.

“No. Not again. Get off of me.” She started to cry under her best friend.

“You’re so fucking helpless.”