A/N: Well, the next few chapters are going to be in Addison's point of view, because I haven't really introduced James yet. But James will be in from this chapter onward. Again, please R&R, I accept positive feedback and criticism. I need to know what you guys want in the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own BTR, if I did I wouldn't be writing fanfic's I would be fucking James... xD
Songs mentioned: Give Me Everything.
Chapter Two: Demand – Addison P.O.V
The silence of my worn out apartment was almost deafening. I looked in the mirror, primping my hair and applying one last slick of gloss. I knew it wouldn't last. I heard a quiet knock on the door. I threw on my black pumps, picked up my purse and rushed over to the peephole to see a smartly dressed Carlos. I swung the door open and he jumped in surprise.
"You, look amazing!" He was smiling with that smile that could melt the snow in the cold winters back in Seattle.
I blushed, and realized I couldn't go out in these heels for 3 reasons.
1. I wouldn't be able to dance
2. My feet would be killing before we even got to where we had to go
3. I was taller than Carlos by nearly a foot!
"Thanks, but can I just change my shoes before we leave?" I said, not even waiting for an answer, just scampering off to my room to get my flats.
I was back at the door within a matter of seconds. "Let's go!" Carlos announced as we linked arms and marched through the hallway.
He was a total gentleman. Pulling the car (or limousine) door open for me, letting me glide into the car's leather interior so gracefully. Awkward silence filled the car, until Carlos scooted closer to me, whispering in my ear, "I'm horny for you..."
My eyes widened in shock and horror. I gave him a playful shove and changed the topic, "How about a pre - party champagne pop?" I winked at him, trying to be sexy, I don't think it was though.
"Absolutely," Carlos was almost as excited as I was. He pulled out a bottle of champagne from the fridge. 'What doesn't this car have?' I thought before I was interrupted by the buff Latino, "A toast, to a new beginning for Addison!" We clinked glasses before taking a sip.
We arrived at 'Temptation', a Hollywood club that had just opened. Carlos came around to my door, opened it and helped me out of the car. "It's going to take a million years to get in here!" I exaggerated as I gestured my hand toward the line of druggies, club sluts, celebrities and people who never had a chance of getting in.
"I know a guy, I can get in whenever I want!" Carlos lent into my ear and whispered that.
I smiled as we walked through the huge double doors, music blared, people danced, glasses broke. It was a real club atmosphere. Carlos grabbed my shaking hand, and dragged me to the VIP section upstairs. We had clubs in Seattle, but nothing like this.
As he released my hand, I noticed the music get a little quieter. I sat on the blue sofa, only to get up again. "I'm getting a drink, you want one?" I practically shouted to Carlos as the music got louder.
"Yes, get 4 tequila shots!" He made the number 4 with his fingers.
"Okay, I'll be right back!" I strutted my way over to the bar, I saw girls in heels and thought, 'they are going to be dead by the end of the night!'. I reached the bar, and couldn't help but notice a tall, handsome brunette sitting on a bar stool all alone. I looked at him, then flashed him a smile, he moved away like I had spinach stuck in my teeth.
I lent over the bar and called the bartender. "4 tequila shots please!" I stood around like a lost dog, admiring the blue neon lighting all around the room. The bartender returned with the shots. I grabbed them, turned around and knocked into the guy at the bar, "Shit! I am so sorry" I was getting lost in his big brown eyes...
He wiped the alcohol off him and whispered to me, "Watch yourself." He pulled away and gave me a grim smile. I cringed and went back to the bar to get some more drinks.
"Here we go, 4 tequila shots!" I placed the shots down on the table and sat next to Carlos. He put his arm around me, boy did I feel special!
He gave me a kiss on the ear, "Why did you take so long?" he was obviously worried at how long it took me to get a couple of shots.
"Well, I bumped into someone," I shook my head hesitantly, "Look it doesn't matter."
His soft hands lifted up my chin, my eyes meeting his. "It does matter, tell me because I can go fix him up if he said anything bad to you." His voice was like a chorus of angels.
I nodded my head, "He said to watch myself, what does he mean?" I was worried that this guy was going to rape me or something.
"There are a lot of sicko's in this town, just ignore him. Anyway, you are here to have a good time with me!" He pulled me up off the sofa and picked up 2 shots and handed one to me.
We downed the shot, I cringed at the bittersweet taste, and the strength of the shot and made my way downstairs and onto the dance floor.
Carlos and I danced, and drank, and sang and had the most amazing night ever! "Carlos," I chuckled as I whispered in his ear, I was drunk and he knew it.
"Hmm."
"I want you..." I trailed off as my lips made their way down his toned, and tanned arm.
"Yeah..." He whimpered as I bit on his neck, not hard but just enough to turn him on.
"Fuck me." I hiccuped as the drunken side of me intensified.
He pushed me away, sending me flying into the guy at the bar. "Sorry..." I was staring into the caramel eyes of my one true love, not Carlos, but the tall, handsome, brunette.
"It's okay. Uh... so I never really introduced myself, I'm James... James Diamond." He was giving me a devilish smile.
"Nice to meet you..." I hiccuped, "Sorry, my name is Addison."
The pounding music suddenly stopped. "Alright, we're closing now! Please place all glasses into the box at the front door as you leave." An overhead speaker sounded. Carlos pinched my hand, and pulled me out of the club, hoping to get away from James.
We arrived with dignity, and left without it. Stumbling down the deserted LA road, Carlos popped into the convenience store, "Wait here, I'm just getting some fruit smackers." I nodded, and walked around, I found a small dark alleyway. I peeked through, and saw nobody there. So I continued to walk all the way to the end, when I was pulled away, hand over my mouth, knife to my throat.
"Don't say a fucking word, or I'll cut you." The man dropped his hand and threw me to the floor. I looked up at him with innocence, I was going to die. His face looked strikingly similar.
"James?" I asked, trying to get up so I could meet his eyes.
He removed his hoodie and smiled a sadistic smile. "How did you know?"
"Y-you told m-me, to watch myself!" I said shifting back until I hit my head on the cold stone wall.
"And you didn't watch yourself, so now, you have to pay..."
"But I ju-." I was cut off by his hand again.
"You smell so good." He got down next to me, I shifted with fear, but he grabbed my cheeks and brought me into a kiss. 'Not bad for a rapist...' I thought, but I didn't want this, so I pushed him away.
"Get away from me." I cried, for someone about to be raped or killed, I was surprisingly not as scared as you should be.
He pulled me into another intense kiss, mapping out my mouth with his tongue. He pulled away and said, "Strip." I shook my head, alright now I was scared. I tried calling for Carlos, but James kicked me every time I tried to open my mouth. "We can do this 2 ways, the easy way or the hard way." A voice in my head told me to run, but I couldn't, he would kill me if I did.
"I-I, just... please... no," I was stammering, and he became inpatient.
"Fucking strip for me now, or I'll slit your pretty little neck open!" He said with gritted teeth.
I got up, wiped the tears that were welling up inside me, and took off my coat. The chill of the moonlight, hit my bare shoulders like a train. "Please, let me go. I won't tell anybody." He looked extremely upset, so I took off my shoes. I pulled the straps of my dress off my shoulders, and slowly wriggled my way out of the dress. He licked his lips, I saw the bulge in his pants as I stood in the dark in my lace bra and panties.
James came closer to me, I shivered as he breathed down my neck. "See, was it really that hard?" I couldn't move. My body was frozen in fear. The tears continued to make their way down my cheeks, hitting the floor below me with tiny splatters.
He took off his shirt, to reveal a good set of abs. I smiled, he obviously noticed, "Like what you see, huh?" I looked down at my feet in pain. Emotional pain. As he was finally down to his green boxers, he walked over to me and caressed my cheek. I looked away, I felt so disgusting. He shoved me onto my knees and pulled his boxers down his erection popping right at me. "Suck it." He demanded, I knew he wouldn't take no for and answer so I drove my tongue along the underside of it. He moaned in pleasure, as more tears continued to poor out of my innocent eyes.
I pulled away for a moment, but it was too long for James. He laced his fingers into my hair and shoved his dick back into my mouth. I gagged at his length, but I couldn't breath. Suddenly my brain remembered that I had a nose and I controlled my breathing. He moaned with one last "Ngh" as I licked the head of his dick, and a shot of pre-cum went down my throat. Still holding onto my hair he pulled my head back and looked into my fear stricken eyes. "Get up" He demanded me.
"I'm sorry for bumping into you, please just let me go!" I sobbed, choking on my words. He undid my bra hooks, and was amazed at my breasts. A sadistic smile sat upon his face, as he felt them, gently licking my nipples, but then he bit hard, sending a shriek of pain into the night.
The brunette turned me around, pushed my stomach against the ice cold stone wall and pulled my panties down. I was now shaking, tears pooling on the ground. I felt his erection brush against my ass, I tried to wriggle away, he grabbed my hips, pressing his dick at the entrance of my vagina, and without an "Are you ready?" He shoved himself into me. He bucked his hips back and forth, earning louder squeals from me each time. "You are so fucking tight... ngh," He moaned in my ear, with each thrust.
Seconds later I felt him pull out of me. I was screaming as I fell to the floor. He grabbed his stuff pulled it on, and pulled a lock of my air out, placing it into his wallet. I was on my side, before he left me, he kicked my stomach 3 or 4 times and ran. I was winded and in agony. I felt dirty, sick and horrified.
"Addison! Addison, where are you?" I heard Carlos calling me, I saw a figure coming closer to me and yelped as I tried to stand up. "Oh my gosh, Addison!" Carlos came running over to me. "What the fuck happened?" He knelt down, and wiped the tears from my eyes.
I winced as he brushed his cold hands over my bruised stomach. "J-James"
"That prick! I'm going to kill him! Where the fuck did he go?" Carlos was enraged with anger, he slammed his fist into the bricks.
I was still on the floor, looking up at Carlos, he was blurry from all the tears in my eyes. "P-please, take me home..." I cried, gasping in between words.
Carlos nodded and helped me up, I was still naked. He grabbed my coat and wrapped it around me, holding my hips so I didn't fall on the concrete. He picked me up, and carried me off to his car.
He placed me in the back seat, I was curled up in a ball, still crying and still shaking. "It's alright, I'm going to take you home. Everything will be fine." He reassured me as he pushed his foot down with great force on the pedal and sped off down the California Highway. He looked into the rear view mirror and promised me, "I'm never going to leave you alone again, I promise."
A/N: Okay, I feel really dirty for writing the rape scene, but it's the whole plot of the story. I hope you enjoyed, please review and tell me if you want more! :) xx