Oh my word, I LOVED this show when it was on! I'm thinking about going back and re-watching the episodes somehow. I was so upset that they cancelled it! I think they at least deserved some closure...
But that's not for this fanfic.
P.S. Title is based on the song I'd Come For You - Nickelback. It definitely fit.
Please enjoy :)
Kaylie Cruz, National Champion and Olympic Gold Medalist, was invited to this out-of-the-blue party…by a gymnast she barely knew.
Of course everyone knows you now. You're the Olympic Gold Medalist…
She shook the cocky thought from her mind.
I am not Austin Tucker.
She only had about an hour to get ready and get there even though she's known about this party for weeks. She was probably the first person to get the invitation. She got up from her desk chair and went over to her closet, and after chucking most of the dresses that she knew Lauren wouldn't approve of she decided on the most revealing dress she had. A dark green sleeveless dress that came to about mid-thigh. It was had a solid dark green layer, but on top it had green sequins that cascaded down in layers – showing off her curves in all the right places. She then decided on some simple black wedges with straps going a little over her ankle and a zipper in the back, and a black clutch. She picked out some green black posts for earrings. She parted her hair on one side and it curled perfectly. After doing her make-up to perfection also, she took one last look in the mirror before grabbing her keys and heading out.
She pulled up to the address about five minutes before the party was supposed to start; but there were already a ton of people. She could barely find a parking spot. After circling a couple times, she finally did, and she started walking up to the party.
"Kaylieee!" She heard a squeal behind her and turned around.
"Oh, hey, Lo, Pay." She smiled and stopped to let her two best friends catch up with her. After they each linked arms, they continued walking.
"Emily wasn't with you guys?"
"I…um, don't think she got invited." Payson said averting her eyes.
"She probably wouldn't have had anything to wear anyway." Lauren added.
"Then I would've let her borrow something." Kaylie chimed in, "But that sucks that she wasn't invited."
"She's probably out with Damon anyway." Payson smiled.
Kaylie smiled too, "Yeah, let's hope."
At this point, they were up to the front doors – which were open.
"Is it safe to have the doors open?"
"They'll probably close them soon. Everybody does it, it saves time from knocking and having to open the door…not to mention greetings…"
"Got it, Lo, thanks." Kaylie cut her off, barely refraining from rolling her eyes.
Payson was wearing a simple purple dress and had her hair in a high bun, she had ankle boots on, and silver hoops dangling from her ears, carrying a purple clutch.
Lauren on the other hand…well, Kaylie wasn't sure if what Lauren was wearing would be considered a dress. She had on a strapless gold dress that ended at her upper thigh. It was a pretty dress though, Kaylie had to admit, it was lighter at the top and got darker at the bottom. For shoes she had on black pumps with gold studs, gold hoop earrings, a gold necklace, and her hair was cascading in curls around her shoulders. She also had a black clutch with gold studs to match the shoes.
Figures.
They walked in and were suddenly surrounded by bodies, and the temperature in the room went up about thirty degrees.
"Oh!" Lauren exclaimed and suddenly, she unattached her arm and was lost in the crowd.
Then, Payson let out a gasp and added, "Max," She looked over at Kaylie, who smiled and nodded, and she was gone too.
Kaylie sighed, so much for hanging with her friends. She started to head over to get something to drink, when she heard someone call her name.
"Kaylie?"
Uh-oh. I know that voice anywhere…
Kaylie smiled awkwardly, turning around, "Hi, Carter…" She put a hand through her hair.
"Nice seeing you again. How have you been?" He had what seemed to be a genuine smile, and he stuck his hands in his pockets.
"I'm…doing well. You?" She tried to return the same smile.
He shrugged, "Same. Do you know Gabby?" he asked.
"Is that who's party this is? I kind of just received an invitation… What's this for?"
"Oh, must be nice to be the Women's Olympic Gold Medalist who gets invited to parties for people she doesn't even know. And, as far as what this is for, I don't know. I hope this isn't a birthday or anything, 'cause I didn't bring her anything." He put a hand through his hair and Kaylie couldn't help but laugh.
"Neither did I. I don't remember seeing a specific occasion listed on the invitation. Maybe it's just a celebration of winning?"
"You mean you winning."
"Carter that's not…"
He smiled and put a hand up, "Kaylie, relax, I've known you for how long? I know you're as humble as they come."
She blushed slightly, and averted her eyes. "Thank you."
He took a step forward.
And she took a small step back.
"Carter, I…"
"Do you want a drink?" Carter suddenly asked.
"Yeah, sure." Anything to get him away from me.
Within moments, he came back and handed her a red liquid.
"What is it?" she asked.
He shrugged, "Tastes like punch to me."
He stepped forward again, and once again, Kaylie stepped back.
"Carter…"
He held a hand up again. "No, please, let me. I am sorry, Kaylie. I truly am. I really do want a second chance with you. I was drunk; I didn't know what I was doing. I do not have any feelings whatsoever for Lauren. They are all still for you. That's why I came back. I know it will take you a while to trust me again, but please, just tell me you'll try."
Kaylie gave a small sigh. The sight of him almost broke her heart, and probably would have, were it not still in pieces when it came to him anyway. "Listen, Carter, I don't know…what you did, drunk or not, it really, really hurt me. I don't know if I can trust you again…or if I want to take that chance again. I'm sorry. I'm sure you're a really great guy, and you'll find someone else…but I just…I don't think I can right now."
Carter blinked, and his mouth was suddenly in a line. "That's practically bullshit, Kaylie, and you know it. You could trust me again if you really wanted to. I would never, ever make the same stupid idiot mistake twice, but I guess what the real problem here is, is that you don't care. You don't care enough to try. You don't care enough about me. Lauren does, maybe I should stop ignoring her and blowing her off. She did give me something to work with." Kaylie's mouth dropped, and Carter stormed off.
She felt tears brim her eyes, and to keep herself from crying, she downed her drink.
"Don't listen to that bastard." She suddenly heard from over her shoulder.
She turned around to see Austin.
"Austin…how much of that…"
"Enough…well, almost everything; but it was nothing I didn't already know."
"I…I don't even know what to say."
Austin shrugged, "No one's expecting you to say anything. The way I see it, him and Lauren deserve each other."
Kaylie managed a small smile at that. "Yeah…I suppose so."
"I'm surprised you're friends with her."
"I don't trust her, but…I…I don't know. It's complicated."
Austin let out a chuckle, "Kaylie, that's usually what couples say when they can't or don't feel like trying to define their relationship."
"Well, I don't know how to define that relationship, but we are definitely not a couple; or ever going to be a couple."
Austin smirked, "Good. You could do much better than her anyway."
"I knew your perverted mind would start thinking about it…" she crossed her arms, and narrowed her eyes at him.
"I wasn't thinking about you and Lauren." He stated.
"Then who were you…"
He shrugged again, "It doesn't really matter. See ya around." And as quickly as he came, he was gone.
Austin's P.O.V.
What the hell were you thinking, man?! That was way too close! You almost admitted you have 'feelings' for her. The only reason you have feelings for her is because you haven't had any in a while…
Austin shook that thought from his head. He was tired of being that guy…which is exactly why he hadn't 'hooked up' with any of the girls from this party…
That and you're keeping an eye on Kaylie. You can't do those two things at once, man.
Once again, Austin shook his head.
Just tell her, what could be so bad about that? The worst she can say is 'no'.
Austin refrained from laughing out loud. He was right, the worst she could say was no, but he didn't think he could handle it if, in fact, that was what she said. Something was different about Kaylie. She was just one of those girls that you couldn't play heartbreaker with, because her heart would actually break. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and while she will put on a good front, everyone can tell when something's wrong with her.
He smirked as he remembered how much it irritates her when everyone knows something's wrong with her and she's trying to hide it.
Am I falling for Kaylie?
When he saw Carter talking to her, and her smiling and even slightly laughing, he was furious. He wanted nothing more to go and rip the head off that bastard for what he had done to her. And he was still apologizing. He almost wanted to put Carter out of his own misery – the guy did, after all, sound like a broken record.
"Kaylie, I'm so sorry…"
"Kaylie, please forgive me…"
"Kaylie, Kaylie, Kaylie…"
Then he went to get a drink, and some blonde had come up to talk to Austin. He lost sight of them for a minute, and when he had finally gotten her away from him. He saw Carter handing the punch to Kaylie. He had had a cup already and didn't think there was any alcohol in it.
Then he thought he had seen the conversation growing serious, so he ventured over there…just close enough so he could hear.
Suddenly, Carter said something that made Austin want to go to jail…
"You don't care enough about me. Lauren does, maybe I should stop ignoring her and blowing her off. She did give me something to work with."
"He did not just say that…"
"He did not just say that…"
"He did not just say that…"
Austin had to mutter to himself until he could feel his mind forming coherent thoughts again. When he turned to look at Kaylie, her mouth was in the shape of an "O" and there were tears brimming her eyes.
Austin couldn't stop his legs from moving. He had to go to her.
If there was anything you didn't do, it was insult a girl for her virtue…or her patience. Kaylie wasn't a slut, even Austin could respect that! This bastard had no right whatsoever to say that to her. He was just mad that he wouldn't get to be her first. And that was probably because he couldn't afford to have girls comparing him to other guys. Lauren was drunk after all. Austin still had no idea why she was so head-over-heels for this guy.
That brought him to his current situation. He had to walk away from her. At least he had made her feel better…he hoped. She deserved better than to be depressed because of an idiotic bastard.
When he chanced a look at her again, it looked like her eyes were drooping…and it looked her legs were going to give out. Perplexed, Austin was about to make his way over there when someone grabbed him from behind and spun him around.
When he looked, he saw it was that blonde again.
"Austinnnn." She whined.
He was trying to push her off, to turn around…but she was strong. Austin had no idea how strong this girl was…she certainly didn't look it.
Frustrated, he gave up. "What?" he asked irritably.
"I want you…" she gave him, what he had to admit, was a sexy look.
"Of course you do…look…I…" she had finally let go of him and he spun around.
Kaylie was nowhere in sight.
Kaylie's P.O.V.
After Austin had walked away from her, Kaylie was wondering what could have rendered him speechless, flustered, and all so he had to abruptly walk away from her. She tried rewinding the conversation in her head, but she was suddenly getting a headache. Putting her hand up to her head, she tried to walk over to the couch to sit down, but she was also getting dizzy. Her eyes started to droop shut and she could feel her legs buckling under her. Just then, someone caught her around the waist.
At first she thought it was Austin, but after the person spoke, she horribly realized that wasn't true.
"Don't worry, Kay…I got you now."
It was Carter.
And they were moving…correction, he was taking her somewhere.
Suddenly, her legs were no longer on the ground. He was carrying her bridal style, and she vaguely thought they were going upstairs.
Everything was spinning, and it hurt to open her eyes, but Kaylie somehow managed. They were definitely going upstairs.
Kaylie tried to ask him where they were going; but instead, it came out as a mumble.
"Shhh…babe, don't ask questions. I'm going to show you what happened between me and Lauren, and hopefully, you'll feel the same way Lauren does afterward."
Kaylie knew that meant something…and something bad; but she couldn't place it. It was getting harder and harder to stay awake.
Suddenly, he laid her onto a bed, and sat down beside her. The jolt of landing on the bed sort of woke her up.
"Car…" she tried to sit up, but he 'gently' pushed her back.
"Shhh….it's going to be great." Then his whole body was on top of hers, basically pinning her to the bed.
And that's when he started kissing her. He started with her chest, right above where her dress started.
"No…" Kaylie still couldn't manage sentences, but she managed that one word.
She felt Carter chuckle against her skin, "You've said no for too long, babe, just stop. It's going to be unforgettable, I promise….well, not that you'll remember much anyway."
And he started kissing her again. He was moving upward, and he was kissing her neck now.
It was beginning to hurt. She tried to move her arms and realized, with certain pain, and a greater headache, she could. She put her hands on his chest, and said, "Stop…" quietly.
She wasn't sure he had heard her until he, almost roughly, grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. "Stop? Oh, am I hurting you? Sorry about that, babe. I'll be gentle this time." And he started kissing her on her neck again, but lighter.
Kaylie still wasn't sure why she was feeling this way, and it hurt to think about it, but she managed to mumble, "No…" again.
Suddenly, she no longer felt his hands on her wrist and instead she was feeling his left hand at the top of her right knee.
And it was moving upwards.
Kaylie was trying to squirm, but it wasn't doing much good. In fact, it seemed to be making him enjoy this more.
"Babe…I told you…just relax. It's going to be unforgettable."
"No…" Kaylie moved her arms, which felt almost like jell-o, to try to stop him again. Somehow, the realization that he was going to rape her had finally come. Once her hands reached his chest, she felt the lone tear fall out of her eyes. It was amazing that none of her limbs were working right except her tear glands.
Of course.
All he did, though, was repeat what he had done the first time by pinning her arms above her head.
This time, though, he had both of her wrists in one hand and his other hand was once again, trailing her leg; but working his way up a lot quicker than he was before.
He quickly reached the hem of her dress, and began pushing it up with his hand. Meanwhile, he had begun kissing her again, on the mouth this time.
Somehow, the memory had hit her that she had worn a black lace thong today.
If it wasn't so painful at the moment, she would be regretting that right now.
How long before… Kaylie's thought was interrupted when she heard a sharp intake of breath – coming from Carter – as his fingers looped around the material of her thong.
"Well, well, well, what have we here..."
"Please…" Kaylie whimpered, "No…"
She felt another tear slide down her face.
Austin's P.O.V.
His eyes were frantically searching. In the state that he had previously seen, she was in no state to be walking.
What the hell had happened to her?
Why did she look like that?
Better yet, where the hell did she go?
He started to move in that direction, but he had forgotten all about the blonde with the grip of a cobra snake.
"Let me go." He stated, plainly, and quite frankly, maybe a little mean; but he didn't care. He had to find Kaylie.
"Why? So you can run off with some other girl? I don't think so…." She was in that whimpy voice again.
He was getting frustrated.
Agitated.
Furious.
"Look, if you don't let me go, I'll push you off of me, and you do not want that." He said, barely repressing gritted teeth.
She rolled her eyes. "Fine. Go. But don't come crawling back to me later."
He smirked, Austin Tucker does not crawl.
It took him every restraint he had to not run away from her. He looked around and saw Payson standing over by the drinks.
"Payson, do you know where Kaylie went?"
She furrowed her brows, "Why do you want to know?"
"It's urgent, have you seen her, or not?" once again, he barely repressed gritted teeth.
"No, I haven't seen her." She said, and rolled her eyes.
Why was she rolling her eyes?
Then he realized she had the faint smell of alcohol on her breath.
What here had alcohol in it?
Austin turned to another direction, where he saw Lauren.
"Lauren, have you seen Kaylie?"
"What's a matter? Can't find a slut to screw?" Lauren said.
Austin took a deep breath, "It's very important that I find her, have you seen her or not?"
She eyed him up, crossing her arms over her chest. "No. I haven't."
It was then that he realized she had alcohol on her breath too.
"Hey, what have you been drinking?"
"The lemonade." She pointed to the table, adding a, "Duh." Before walking away from him.
That would explain Kaylie's state, but he never saw her drinking the lemonade. He went over and grabbed a cup of the punch, and sniffed.
Nothing.
After discreetly putting that cup back down, he picked up a cup of the lemonade, and sniffed.
Bingo.
It still didn't make sense though.
That's when he remembered Carter had handed her her drink.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
He had to find her.
He looked around for a staircase. It would make sense if you drug a girl, you would take her to a bedroom.
Not that he had ever done this. He didn't need to, but he, even in some of his drunken stupors, had seen it occurring.
The girls it was happening to were usually sluts anyway, though. Not that they deserved to be date-raped, or were asking for it…
But no girl deserved to have her first time, drugged, incoherent and, therefore, against her will – especially not Kaylie.
And most definitely not while he was still sober.
That's when he spotted it, and looking from the staircase to where he had been standing, no wonder Kaylie had just disappeared – there was a wall enclosing the staircase. He sprinted up the steps, and stopped at the top. He could go right or left; and all the doors were closed. He went to the first one and started listening.
It was too quiet.
He moved on to the next door, and that's when another thought hit him, if it were him (which it would never be) he would take her to the last possible bedroom – less chance of anyone hearing them.
That thought brought bile into his throat, and he had to choke it down and keep going. He went to the last door on the right, and listened.
"Well, well, well, what have we here…"
"Please…no…"
That was Carter.
And that whimper was definitely Kaylie.
Austin couldn't hold back the rage as he threw the door open, walked over to the bed, and roughly grabbed Carter's shirt from the back of the neck and violently threw him off of the bed and almost out of the door.
"Get, the hell, out."
He allowed the gritted teeth this time – standing in between Carter and the bed and crossing his arms over his chest.
Kaylie's P.O.V.
Right after he had discovered her thong, Kaylie heard the door open and she almost whimpered, beginning to think that some of his friends had come to help him.
But then his weight was jerked off of her and she heard a strong and very pissed-off sounding voice, "Get, the hell, out."
Austin.
Definitely Austin.
She never thought she would be so happy to hear Austin's voice in her life. She forced herself to open her eyes. Her hands were still above her head, and there was still a tear on her cheek. Sure enough, Austin was standing between her and Carter. Carter was over by the door, and Kaylie began to guess that he didn't get there willingly. With effort, she looked down at herself and realized the bottom of her dress was still pushed up to reveal her thong. She tried to move her arms but they felt like cement blocks now.
"And if I don't?" Carter challenged Austin. "What you think that just because you 'saved' her, she's going to screw you tonight?"
"I don't want her to screw me. I'm not desperate. I don't need to drug girls for them to have sex with me; and I would never ever drug a girl like Kaylie – much less Kaylie. Maybe if you had stayed pathetic and begging she would have forgiven you; but there is no chance now."
"I couldn't stay like that, man! I have needs! You ought to know! You've satisfied it plenty of times!"
Austin smirked, "But, as I mentioned already, I never had to do it this way." He motioned to Kaylie, "Now, get the hell out."
"Why do you care so much anyway? I would've thought you would be occupying one of the other bedrooms in this place with that blonde that was hanging all over you."
Austin didn't answer. He didn't trust himself with words. He just glared, arms still crossed over his chest.
Carter's face contorted, as though a light bulb had come on over his head.
Austin didn't like that look.
"You…you like her! That's what it is! You're jealous because I was about to be her first!"
"You're sick." Austin replied. "And an idiotic bastard if you think I would be jealous of a guy who has to drug girls to have sex with him."
"I didn't have to drug Lauren."
Austin shrugged, "That seems to be your most famous conquest. At least, you keep bragging about it; but, lest you forget, she was drunk."
"She enjoyed it because she came back for more."
Mark this day down in history because for once, the great, Austin Tucker, was rendered speechless.
Recovering from his quick shock, he replied, "She also was drunk and not in a very good state of mind."
This time, Carter had that look, and Austin jumped at it, just as Carter had to him only moments ago.
"Unless you cheated on Kaylie with Lauren more times than that one."
Kaylie couldn't believe what she had just heard.
Was that true?
When Carter didn't answer Austin assumed for him, "You did, didn't you?" Slightly laughing and shaking his head, he continued, "Wow…you son of a bitch. You had a great girl by your side and you cheated on her after a drunken fling."
Did Austin just call her a great girl?
"At least now it makes sense why you have to drug girls to be with you. After all, that's basically how your 'need' was met, right?"
Kaylie saw a flash of movement and heard a noise that sounded like…a grunt.
Carter had jumped at Austin. Taken by surprise, Austin didn't manage to get out of the way in time before Carter's punch landed exactly where he would've wanted it to, effectively causing Austin's nose to bleed. Austin recoiled quickly, though, and advanced on Carter, grabbing him by the shoulder, punching him in the face also, and pushed him out the door. Carter stumbled a little before falling flat on his stomach in the doorway.
Austin kept at it, though, and followed him as he crawled out into the hallway. Austin picked him up, pinning him against the wall roughly, with his hands holding Carter in place by the front of his shirt.
"Go back to whatever rock you were hiding under, or even go back to Lauren; but if I ever see you remotely near Kaylie again, I won't be so lenient." Backing up, he pulled Carter off the wall and shoved him toward the steps. Carter fell, hard, and stumbled a little getting up, but he went down the steps no less.
Finally, Austin turned and went back into the room – and that was when he finally got a really good luck at just how close Carter was to….going all the way. Kaylie's dress was pushed up…revealing something Austin definitely could've done without seeing at the moment. She had slight hickeys on her neck already, and she was still basically out of it. He debated whether or not to go down and get her friends to help him, but thought better of it. For starters, how would this look for him? Second, they were drunk themselves, so they probably wouldn't be much help. And third, he just didn't believe that it would be a very good idea.
He walked over to the bed, and leaned over her, she was looking at him, but he knew she still could barely think, "I know you can't really respond to me right now, but I'm going to have to do this. I'm sorry. It's going to seem, personal, and I get that. I promise, it won't go further than what I have to do."
She managed a nod, allowing him to pull her dress down.
He had just leaned over her and grabbed the hem – completely visible from the door he hadn't shut when they both heard…
"Oh my God!"
For the record, I do not remember Carter being like this from the show, but I needed him like this for my story. Sorry to any of you who read this and liked Carter!
I originally meant this to be a one-shot, but I'm debating about whether or not to continue. Thank you for reading and please leave a review!