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One week later

I just lied in bed all Sunday. I didn't really want to do anything for a while. My mom kept asking if I was sick or if something happened. I couldn't tell her, I could never tell her. I finally told her my head was hurting, so she went down to the pharmacy to get me something. It wouldn't help my head, but I knew it would help my bruised vagina. Everything just kept playing in my mind. Why didn't I fight or scream louder? Oh that's right he had a knife.

I stared at Henry for a moment narrowing my eyes at him.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked, my voice quivering some. He smirked and held up his knife to me.

"Someone needs to teach you some manners." he said pointing the blade at me causing me to stiffen.

"This isn't funny, Henry." I said and he scoffed glaring at me.

"You see me laughing?" he asked. There was a silence now as I stared at his knife for a bit.

"Fine, I'm sorry that I made you look foolish in front of your friends." I replied and he shook his head.

"Oh you will be." he said and now he began to move toward me. My body was filled with endless fear and all I felt I could do was try and escape. I ran through the water trying to get around him, but the waves slowed me down. I managed to make it back on land, but Henry blocked every direction I ran in. I glared at him.

"JUST GET OUT OF HERE HENRY! I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!" I shouted.

"Oh yeah? After I get finished with you, you will be." he said. Before I could even respond, I was tackled to the ground. My head hitting the ground, left me in a daze. However, my hands still flailed about trying to get away. But Henry didn't have to try too hard to restrain me. He held his knife right up in between my eyes and I froze, my eyes feeling cross eyed from looking at it.

"You're gonna learn to stay in your place." he growled, and I felt hot tears sliding down the side of my cheek and into my hair. He ran the tip of his blade slowly up my cheek and toward my right eye. I closed my eyes tight feeling the blade press further into my skin. It hurt and I whimpered.

"Please." I begged.

"Yes. Beg more." he said moving the blade back down toward my neck. He was going to slit my throat, I just knew it. However, the blade kept moving further down.

"Stop, please. I'm sorry." I replied.

"All your kind are just the same. Thinking that you're better than us." he said lowly. I could feel his other hand now moving between our bodies and I whined some wondering what it was he going to do. When I felt, his fingers slide between my legs, I felt energy burst inside me.

"Don't! You don't know what you're doing!" I shouted. He whipped his head back up at me.

"Shut up yes I do!" he said now sitting on me, placing his slender weight on me. He was now looking over my body and I winced watching his eyes glaze over me. "I've done it before."

"With who?" I asked and looked at me.

"Don't worry about it!" he shouted now moving his blade between my bra and in one harsh movement, my bra slices open. My eyes widened as I saw my bare chest exposed to this animal. His eyes popped some and I didn't like that. I didn't like the way he looked at my over developed body. Damn you, grandma.

"Damn, you actually have nice tits." he said and I just tensed at his words looking around wondering what it was I could do or say to get out of this.

"You can touch." I replied softly looking back at him, yet I already felt like I was regretting my words. No one had ever seen my naked before, especially not a boy as hot headed as Henry. Henry looked up at me with an insecure look. I wouldn't be surprised if he hadn't done this before. He kept his knife in his hand and with his other hand he slowly placed his hand over my right breast. I swallowed some watching as his fingers gently squeezed me. My heart was pounding fast, so fast it hurt. Henry seemed to be lost in his own mind at this point. His grip was loosening on his knife, but he tightened it once he caught me starting at his hand. He pressed the blade back into my cheek causing me yelp a bit.

"Don't try anything funny, cunt, or I'll really have to really hurt you." he said lowly and aggressively. I stiffened up quickly feeling something firm pushing into my thigh. Oh god. Henry looked down at his waist before glancing up at me with a smirk. "I got something for you." Oh god just kill me now. With his free hand, he began to unbutton and unzip his pants. Oh please no. He began to pull his pants down and wiggle a bit on top of me to slide off his briefs and pants. My eyes widened as I saw his cock pulsing lightly on top of me. I could feel it against my thighs and I cried out.

"No! Stop get off!" I demanded struggling some. Suddenly, I feel a sharp sting in my shoulder and I yelped and looked to see he had cut my shoulder blade. My eyes widened. It wasn't a deep cut, but it stung nonetheless. Then I felt his hand swipe across my face and I gasped and covered my face some. He hit me and he cut me!

"Now if you keep struggling, I'm going to cut you deeper and harder and slower." he threatened. I was crying more and he suddenly tore my panties. "Someone's gotta remind you that your kind ain't shit!" Now I was bare completely and I panted as I felt more panic over take me. He's going to kill me, that's all I chanted in my mind. He set the knife down behind his body near my feet and placed his hand around the front of my neck, holding me down some. I gasped gently watching as his hand disappeared between my legs. I felt his hand pushing and wiggling a bit to pry my legs open. I gathered enough sense to open my legs just a bit. His fingers began to touch and rub and poke at my vaginal lips.

"I'm surprised. I expected you to be covered in hair. Didn't think a girl like you shaved." he said and I glared at him gently.

"That's because you've never met a girl like me." I whispered. He scowled at me and suddenly I feel pain start to form at the bottom of my stomach, as I felt his fingers pushing into me and I groaned some at how uncomfortable it was. He moved his fingers in and out, but not too deep.

"Damn, girl you're going to be so tight. Guess you're not a complete whore after all." he replied lowly. He removed his fingers suddenly and I sighed with relief. He then raised his arms up. "Take my shirt off." What? He couldn't be serious. I stared at him for a moment before he frowned suddenly.

"TAKE MY SHIRT OFF SLAVE!" he yelled causing me to jump some beneath him. I wanted to search for his knife, but I knew if I did that, that would mean the end of me. I sat up not being able to hide my glare as I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and carefully pulled it up and over his head. His eyes bore into mine as he watched my every move. Once the shirt was off, he grabbed it and threw it to the side and then pushed back me back onto the ground. "This is going to be a day you'll never forget."

He spread my legs apart and placed his body right in between mine. I could feel the head of his cock grazing my entrance.

"Too bad, Mike's going to be disappointed that I got to plow this virgin heat before him." he replied and I winced some at his words.

"You're wrong." I replied and he looked at me with a smirk.

"You don't think so? You think he walks you home out of pure kindness, or offers to walk you to class or holds your books. You can't miss the way he looks at you." He said and now I was looking up at the sky trying to block out what was going to happen, but then I caught something and looked at Henry.

"How do you know the way he looks at me?" I asked. "How can you tell his feelings for me unless you've felt them yourself." Henry's eyes suddenly widened and he seemed utterly repulsed. His hand now moved from my neck to my mouth as if to silence me. He began to push into me, and I felt the stinging pain start to form again. I cried out through his hand feeling myself being torn open. He was surprisingly thick, and it made things worse. He didn't stop, but he didn't thrust right in. My tightness forced him to go slow and he moaned out slowly as he kept pushing in. My head fell back and my fingers curled into the grass beneath me. Oh, god please just let this end. My eyes were shut for a second and I opened them to see my eyes were watery with tears, but something was there, in the forest across from us. A clown, staring at me intently, seriously, his eyes dark and filled with nothingness. I shut my eyes again as Henry had finally stopped pushing. I opened my eyes again and saw nothing.

Henry's hand over my mouth now gripped my cheeks and forced me to look at him, his eyes staring deep into mine.

"Now, I'm going to keep going until you cum all over my cock. And you'll never cum for anyone else." he whispered lowly. I could hardly process his words. Why? Why would he do this? He began to pull out and it burned just feeling him do that. But he didn't pull out all the way and this time, he violently thrust up into me. I cried out instantly, and my screams were all I could hear.

A light knock was heard and I sat up a bit and looked at the door of my room to see my mom standing there with a smile and a glass of water in her hand.

"Hey. I got you some medicine." she replied and came in placing a small bottle on the dresser by my bed. I smiled weakly.

"Thanks, Mom." I replied, and she nodded.

"Welcome. Get some rest. School comes quickly." she replied and I nodded and took the pills that she gave me. School was tomorrow. Hopefully, that meant everything that happened was the past. Henry got his revenge and now we can move on.

The next day, I threw on a white t-shirt and blue jeans. Mom was already off at work, so I found my own breakfast and was heading out the door. I opened it and was immediately stunned to see…

"Jarred?" I said stunned. There he was in blue jeans and a grey tank top with a red plaid shirt on top. His wrists were covered in black bracelets and his hair was wavy and free as ever.

"What's up, darlin'? I was hoping to catch you before school to see if I could give you a ride?" he asked moving out of my way to reveal his shiny red Mustang. I blinked in shocked completely at a loss of words.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit out of it this morning, why would you want to drive me?" I asked looking at him. He shrugged.

"Well after our talk last week in the library, I figured you're a cool chick and was hoping you'd accept my invitation." he said. There was a rumbling above us and Jarred's dark green eyes examined the sky. "Plus I think it's going to rain, and I can't in good conscious let you walk in the rain." I stared at him for a moment biting the inside of my cheek remember Gretta's crush on him. But I nodded and smiled.

"Okay." I replied and closed the front door behind me. Jarred opened the passenger's side to me and I grinned a bit. Maybe Henry stealing my virginity was not all bad after all. He got in the car, buckled up, and we took off down the road.