Hey Ya'll! This is the premiere of the next installment for I Am Fighting! Woot!

Disclamer: I don't own Maximum Ride and yadda, yadda, yadda...

Sophi's POV

" Easy, okay?" I asked, as he pushed me onto the soft bed. He smirked as he literally tore my shirt off, definitely not taking this easy. I frowned and tried to push him off, by pushing away his shoulders. He snarled and pushed me down by my shoulders, baring his teeth. I whimpered and he knew I was too weak to do anything. He started roughly sucking my throat. I closed my eyes, forced to go with whatever this guy wanted to do to me. It's the only way I could get what he promised.

Flashback

I really should be at home, taking care of Kelly, instead of sitting here, having a beer, at a bar, somewhere in L.A. But noooooooo! My two roomies just had to kick me out of the house, telling me to have fun, live life to the fullest, stop worrying about things, and that they'll take care of Kelly. Bitches. I can't believe Demi supported the idea! I mean, she was usually the ' I'm gonna die anyway, so may as well try to speed it up' type of person! And Helena was usually the ' Drop everything and follow Christ' type of girl! I didn't understand! I kept telling them that Kelly was too much work for them, I'm her mother-I might as well mother her. But they just laughed at my stalling, and pushed me out, telling me to just go out and have fun.

The freaks. Now I'm sitting here, feeling self-conscious from the stares I keep receiving, getting drunk. Wonderful. What a bust. At least I have a roof over my head, my baby's healthy, and I still have the ring Iggy gave me. Iggy. Oh, how I missed him. I can still remember his smile, his laughter, the spark I felt everytime he touched me... If only he was still here...

I suddenly felt a firm hand claw my behind, snapping me out of my thoughts. I gasped, and spun around on my bar stool, hand out, ready for the slapping. But once I was fully turned around, the pervert caught my wrist and started pressing light kisses to my palm. I furrowed my eyebrows and scowled at him.

" Wanna go back to my apartment?" He asked, looking up from my hand, still kissing it. I frowned, knowing exactly what he wanted. I didn't even know the guy! Why exactly would I want to go back to apartment?! I shook my head and snatched my hand back. He frowned lightly and pulled out one of those rare, five-hundred bills from his pocket, and held it out in between two of his fingers. I realized he was thinking of me was a whore, a slut, a skanky prostitute. But he was wrong. I wouldn't sink that low, especially for money. But then again, I was pretty tight on cash at the moment. And I needed to pay this month's rent. I guess the only way that was possible, was to go selling my body off. Even though I was only seventeen. But whatever.

I shifted my eyes from the bill, to the pig's eyes. He smirked at me, and I sighed. I nodded solemnly at him, as he smiled hugely. He gripped my elbow and pulled me out of the bar, still smiling at me. He dug around in his left pocket, then pulled out what seemed to be car keys. He pressed a button on the car alarm system, and I heard a loud horn from the end of the block. He wrapped an arm around my waist and led me toward a dark blue convertible. I sighed and got into the passenger seat, as he got into the driver's seat. He quickly forced the key into the ignition and the engine immediately started, making a low purring noise. He sped out of the parking spot and we were off to his apartment.

End Flashback

I allowed my hands to lay on my sides. I really didn't want to take part in this. I mean, I was literally getting raped by this guy! Why exactly would I want to take part in this?!

" Easy," I emphasized again. He had yanked my jeans off, in a kinda painful way. This time, he hit me. Right in the jaw. I frowned, starting to feel pain in there. I gripped his shoulders tightly and tried to push him off, but he slammed my own shoulders into the pillow. I scowled at him and thrashed around, trying to remove my body fro under him. He just growled and hit me again. I cried out and kneed him into a place where you do not want to be kneed. I ran to where he threw my pants, and took out my cellphone, ready to dial Helena's cell. But then I felt harsh force in the back of my head. I yelped and hit the wall, with a hard Thunk! I groaned, trying to support myself, but then I felt someone's rough, firm hands grip my shoulders, and a rush of wind flew past me, as I flew across the room and hit something that was probably made of glass.

It shattered and I heard someone yelling, " What's wrong?!" I turned around and found a tall, slim, reddish-haired male at the doorway of the next room, which was connected to this room.

" Nothin', James! Just go back to sleep!" The man who hurt me yelled back. I backed away into the corner, but accidently hit a shard of glass and caused it to make a clanking noise with another shard of glass.

" Oh, no! Hal?! Did you just hurt another girl?!" The other male asked/yelled as he helped me up. I gasped at his touch. I could hear him suck in a breath as he held my elbow. I almost collapsed again, but the guy wrapped an arm around my waist and held me up. I clawed his white tank and groaned, feeling searing pain on my side. I looked up at the face of the boy who helped. Well, he didn't really resemble a boy. More a man. I felt something wet his hand. He removed it and gaped, even though he wasn't looking at it. It was as if he was...blind. I frowned at the thought.

" See what you do?! Now she's hurt!" He yelled at 'Hal.'

" I'm fine, really." I said meakly, as I pulled away from 'James.' He frowned as he realized I was limping. I did feel some pain around my ankle. I probably twisted it when I fell.

" No, you're not." He sighed, as he quickly wrapped another arm around my waist and lifted me up, bridal style. I frowned at his determination. I didn't need his help. I could make it out of this mad home alive.

" Hey, get back here with my whore!" Hal yelled from inside the apartment.

" Don't call her that, asshole!" James yelled back. I smiled lightly as James carried me through the hall way. I heard a small jingling noise escape his hand. Car keys? When'd he get 'em? It didn't matter. I was in too much pain now.

" Are you okay with you carrying me?" I asked, shyly. He smiled and rolled his eyes. I giggled lightly and rested my head on his shoulder. He was being so nice to me.

" Alright, I'm gonna need you to try and lie down, okay?" He asked. I gasped, thinking he wanted that.

" No, don't worry. I need you to be in less pain so I can take you to the hospital." He said. I frowned and nodded, then he carefully set me over the backseat. I laid my head on the end and took a deep breath.

" I'll try to get there as soon as possible." James assured. I nodded weakly and closed my eyes, trying to not scream agaisnt the pain.

" There, Sophi. Now you're all patched up. Try not to twist too much, okay?" Dr. Rodriguez said. I nodded and she smiled, before leaving the room. James walked around the end of the bed and smiled at me.

" Ya feeling okay?" He asked. I nodded and smiled back.

" Thanks, you know, for saving me." I said. He smiled, shaking his head and sat next to me on the metal examination table.

" It was nothin'. Sorry about Hal. He did that to the last," He stopped and looked up at te ceiling, thinking.Then said," sixteen girls." He finished.

" Did you save them all, too?" I asked, kinda a little jealous, for a reason I didn't know.

" Well, of course. But this time, it was pretty enjoyable." He said, placing a strand of my white hair behind my ear. I blushed, trying hard not to fall for him.

" Really?" I asked, my body working agaisnt my mind. It kept moving closer to his. He smiled.

" Really." He stated. His face seemed to be getting closer to mine, tilting, still coming. I responded and did the same, until our lips locked on, our eyes closed, faces flushed. This felt so familiar. Kinda like how...

I let go of his lips and looked down, lightly clearing my throat. I could feel him frowning, knowing the dilemma.

" Too fast?" He asked, looking down as well, or in the direction. I lifted my head and pressed my lips into a hard line.

" Yeah," I said. He nodded and muttered a 'yeah' as he got off the table and left the room.

" Need a ride home?" James asked, as he and I walked out of the hospital, while I took great interest in my sneakers.

" No, that's okay." I said, walking a little faster.

" Sure it is. It's okay, you just have to ask." He said. I could hear the smirk in his voice. I sighed and glanced at my sports watch. 3:08, great... I thought. I turned back to James who looked a little impatient, though with a smile plastered to his face.

" Fine," I said, exhasperated. He smiled and reached out, waiting for me." I took his hand, a tiny smile forming over my mouth.

" Just tell me where you live and I'll take you there." He said. I nodded and stepped into his gray Sedan, somehow knowing that James was a good guy.

Tell me what ya think! I am soooooo psyched! Eeeep! Had to let that out.

-BS