This story is rated PG-13 because it deals with rape and contains swears.
Rape is a serious thing and shouldn't be treated lightly. Please check out
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Betrayal of Trust
Serena's POV
"Jack...Stop...Stop!" I tried to roll over, to push him, to-to do *anything*,
really. I just wanted him off of me.
"Serena, shut up and enjoy it," he grunted, wiggling on top of me, trying to
kiss me.
"You jerk!" I shrieked as he yanked at my panties. The next thing I knew, I
was naked and black dots were swimming before my eyes. Before I passed out, I
made one last desperate plea.
"Jack, if you ever really loved me, you would stop." I begged. The last thing
I remember was his smug laugh as I blacked out.
* * *
Darien's POV
Andrew looked up at the sound of the bells jangling on the door of the arcade.
His mouth dropped open and he let out a startled gasp.
"Oh, God!"
I glanced up from my textbook at my blonde best friend.
"S'wrong, Drew?" I asked, absently running a hand through my raven-black hair
and returning my sapphire-blue eyes to my Physics book. When I looked up again,
Andrew was still staring towards the door, a look of horror on his face.
*Okay, that's it,* I decided as I half-twisted in my seat. I wasn't quite sure
what I expected to see, but it sure as hell wasn't Serena looking like she'd
been mobbed. Her usual cheerful face looked drawn, but I couldn't be sure-it
was at too much of an angle towards the floor. Her clothes were in disarray
and were ripped at places, and there were scratches all over her visible skin.
Even her hair was drooping, dragging across the dirty floor.
I felt a rush of wind by my ear and when I turned, Andrew was no longer beside
me. Instead, he was helping the bedraggled blonde onto the stool next to my
own. Finally, Serena raised her eyes and I nearly choked at the sight of them.
Unlike her usual bright, moonlight baby blue eyes, they were a pale grayish
blue and shimmering with unshed tears.
"Meatball-Serena," I stopped myself, earning a grateful look from Andrew.
"What happened?"
Abruptly, Serena stood.
"Nothing," she said, obviously lying. She started to walk past me towards the
door, but suddenly burst into tears and fell against me. Startled by the blonde's
presence in my lap, I uncertainly stroked her hair and rubbed her back.
"Serena," I murmured, holding her closer. "Tell me what happened. It'll be
okay."
Andrew, apparently satisfied that his best friend wasn't going to make any
cryptic remarks, headed off, presumably, to get Serena some major chocolate.
"Darien," she sobbed into my chest. "Jack-Jack-r-r-r..." I felt a surge of
anger at her words. Though Serena couldn't finish her sentence, I found it
fairly obvious what she was trying to say. I pulled away from her and held her
at arms length, looking deep into her eyes.
"Please, Serena," I whispered, wiping a tear off her face. "Tell me what he
did. I promise, I won't let him hurt you anymore."
I noticed Andrew reentering the diner part of the arcade just in time to
witness the tender gesture. He spun on his heel and went back to the kitchen.
Serena's POV
I looked into Darien's serious blue eyes. I wasn't sure what it was, but I had
an instinct that I could trust him. And I *always* trust my instincts.
Quietly, in short spurts that stopped and started again, I explained what
happened. All the while, I was avoiding his eyes and blushing.
Darien's POV
When Serena finished, I pulled her in again and hugged her close. I didn't
know why I was so mad. Yeah, I knew that I'd be pissed no matter whom this
had happened to, but I was pretty sure that I wouldn't feel this protective
anger over just anybody. The anger I felt...Was like the anger of a boyfriend.
The door swung open again, but neither of us bothered to look up. Serena was
too busy crying, and probably wondering what she'd done to Jack to deserve
this. And me? I was too busy thinking of slow, painful deaths for the jerk and
wondering why holding the blonde felt so right.
Third Person's POV
Andrew, however, did look up. He walked to the door and said, in a low voice,
to the person who entered.
"Hi, Jack. Serena's here, in the diner section. She's pretty upset-I think she
really needs you."
Jack tried to hide his smirk. This was just going too damn well.
"Thanks, man," he replied, adopting a casual tone. "I'll go see her right now."
Darien's POV
I looked up, and an extraordinary anger filled me at the sight of that asshole's
face.
"Serena," I said between gritted teeth, giving her one last squeeze and then
pushed her away. "Go see Andrew."
"What?" she looked up at me, her gorgeous blue eyes filled with pain and
confusion.
"Go now, Serena. Just go-don't ask questions. And whatever you do--*don't
look back!*"
Rape is a serious thing and shouldn't be treated lightly. Please check out
my other story, Runaway. I've gotten 120 reviews and all of them are good,
so it must not be too bad! ^_^
Betrayal of Trust
Serena's POV
"Jack...Stop...Stop!" I tried to roll over, to push him, to-to do *anything*,
really. I just wanted him off of me.
"Serena, shut up and enjoy it," he grunted, wiggling on top of me, trying to
kiss me.
"You jerk!" I shrieked as he yanked at my panties. The next thing I knew, I
was naked and black dots were swimming before my eyes. Before I passed out, I
made one last desperate plea.
"Jack, if you ever really loved me, you would stop." I begged. The last thing
I remember was his smug laugh as I blacked out.
* * *
Darien's POV
Andrew looked up at the sound of the bells jangling on the door of the arcade.
His mouth dropped open and he let out a startled gasp.
"Oh, God!"
I glanced up from my textbook at my blonde best friend.
"S'wrong, Drew?" I asked, absently running a hand through my raven-black hair
and returning my sapphire-blue eyes to my Physics book. When I looked up again,
Andrew was still staring towards the door, a look of horror on his face.
*Okay, that's it,* I decided as I half-twisted in my seat. I wasn't quite sure
what I expected to see, but it sure as hell wasn't Serena looking like she'd
been mobbed. Her usual cheerful face looked drawn, but I couldn't be sure-it
was at too much of an angle towards the floor. Her clothes were in disarray
and were ripped at places, and there were scratches all over her visible skin.
Even her hair was drooping, dragging across the dirty floor.
I felt a rush of wind by my ear and when I turned, Andrew was no longer beside
me. Instead, he was helping the bedraggled blonde onto the stool next to my
own. Finally, Serena raised her eyes and I nearly choked at the sight of them.
Unlike her usual bright, moonlight baby blue eyes, they were a pale grayish
blue and shimmering with unshed tears.
"Meatball-Serena," I stopped myself, earning a grateful look from Andrew.
"What happened?"
Abruptly, Serena stood.
"Nothing," she said, obviously lying. She started to walk past me towards the
door, but suddenly burst into tears and fell against me. Startled by the blonde's
presence in my lap, I uncertainly stroked her hair and rubbed her back.
"Serena," I murmured, holding her closer. "Tell me what happened. It'll be
okay."
Andrew, apparently satisfied that his best friend wasn't going to make any
cryptic remarks, headed off, presumably, to get Serena some major chocolate.
"Darien," she sobbed into my chest. "Jack-Jack-r-r-r..." I felt a surge of
anger at her words. Though Serena couldn't finish her sentence, I found it
fairly obvious what she was trying to say. I pulled away from her and held her
at arms length, looking deep into her eyes.
"Please, Serena," I whispered, wiping a tear off her face. "Tell me what he
did. I promise, I won't let him hurt you anymore."
I noticed Andrew reentering the diner part of the arcade just in time to
witness the tender gesture. He spun on his heel and went back to the kitchen.
Serena's POV
I looked into Darien's serious blue eyes. I wasn't sure what it was, but I had
an instinct that I could trust him. And I *always* trust my instincts.
Quietly, in short spurts that stopped and started again, I explained what
happened. All the while, I was avoiding his eyes and blushing.
Darien's POV
When Serena finished, I pulled her in again and hugged her close. I didn't
know why I was so mad. Yeah, I knew that I'd be pissed no matter whom this
had happened to, but I was pretty sure that I wouldn't feel this protective
anger over just anybody. The anger I felt...Was like the anger of a boyfriend.
The door swung open again, but neither of us bothered to look up. Serena was
too busy crying, and probably wondering what she'd done to Jack to deserve
this. And me? I was too busy thinking of slow, painful deaths for the jerk and
wondering why holding the blonde felt so right.
Third Person's POV
Andrew, however, did look up. He walked to the door and said, in a low voice,
to the person who entered.
"Hi, Jack. Serena's here, in the diner section. She's pretty upset-I think she
really needs you."
Jack tried to hide his smirk. This was just going too damn well.
"Thanks, man," he replied, adopting a casual tone. "I'll go see her right now."
Darien's POV
I looked up, and an extraordinary anger filled me at the sight of that asshole's
face.
"Serena," I said between gritted teeth, giving her one last squeeze and then
pushed her away. "Go see Andrew."
"What?" she looked up at me, her gorgeous blue eyes filled with pain and
confusion.
"Go now, Serena. Just go-don't ask questions. And whatever you do--*don't
look back!*"