[WARNING!]

Although there is no rape within this chapter, it is strongly implied to have happened later in the story.


Tina's P.O.V

"Hey, Tina!"

Tina quickly turned her head towards the sound, immediately met with the eyes of her loving boyfriend, Sam. She was now 15, and had become a quite attractive young girl. No, she wasn't drop dead gorgeous, but she was definitely pretty. Although, she had still retained some of her more awkward traits. This didn't seem to bother Sam, and she could always count on him to brighten her day. In fact, he would run from the very back of the school building to walk her home every day, without fail.

"Uh, hey Sam!"

"Home time?" Sam asked with a grin.

"Home time," Tina replied, a soft smile making its way onto her lips.

"Hey, I've seen your house plenty of times, but I've never brought you to see my place. How about we head to my place before I drop you off?"

Tina froze, not knowing how to respond. She knew her father would certainly not approve of her in this boy's home without permission. A groan escaped her lips, not knowing what else to say.

"C'mon, T!" he begged, "Only for like..five minutes! Then we can go straight back to yours!"

"Uhh...Fine, I guess," she hesitantly agreed, "Just..only five minutes, promise?"

"Promise."

And with that, they were off.


Tina's P.O.V

As we entered his home, he held the door for me. Of course he did, he's Sam. It was a nice house, really. Immaculate, large backyard, pool, two stories...it was much better than living in the same building as a burger restaurant. Shaking the negative thoughts from my head, I let Sam lead me upstairs, where his room was. The door was slightly ajar, making shadows run across the walls as he slipped a hand in to flip on the light. Sam, once again, held the door open.

"So..?"

"It's..uh...nice. Yeah, it's nice."

In actuality, it was more than nice. Simple, but nice. A queen sized bed, accompanied by some plain black sheets. Atop this bed were four white pillows, two large and two small. A glass desk sat in the corner of the room, housing his laptop and a few small trinkets. A few chairs and a large bookshelf filled the remainder of the room, the walls only decorated by a few random street signs. Sam laughed, watching Tina zone out as she examined the contents of his room. He had learned to read Tina, and she never worried about him misunderstanding her awkward moments. But..this was different. He was different. He had been acting a bit strange ever since their entrance into his home. Yes, he was polite, but his tone threw her off a bit.

"Where are your parents..?" Tina asked, fear evident in her voice.

Sam's pause made her stiffen, only reaffirming her concerns of something going on he hadn't informed her of.

"That's the best part, T," he said as he moved over to lock the door, "they aren't here."

Tina's heart stopped, a chill going down her spine at his every breath. It was almost as if a switch had been flipped, this just wasn't her Sam.

"Sam, I don't-"

"Don't think, just do." he interrupted.

"Do..what…?"

"Undress, and get on my bed."


Author's Notes

Sorry for the short chapter! I thought this would be the best place to leave it, and it was a nice cliffhanger. If this type of content bothers you, that is why I was sure to leave warnings. I apologize if you didn't read it, and I hope you enjoy my story. (More chapters coming soon!)