Happy New Year!

Ace stared at her as the girl shivered beneath him.

What are you gonna do to me?" She asked, her lips trembling."Are you gonna k-kill me?"

Ace threw back his head and laughed. "I might." That was a lie, that macho bull-shit he put on was all an act. He had the balls, he just didn't want to.

She looked at him square in the eye, a frown of disgust as she stared at him, as if he was filth stuck on her shoe."Go ahead then." She dared.

It got under her skin. How dare she? It surprised Ace how the stupid girl wasn't begging for her life. Did she not realize that he could seriously make her pay? She was dumber than Ace thought. She must have thought she was brave, but she was stupid; and Ace would have to show her just how stupid her ignorance was.

His hand lashed out hard across her face, striking her hard. She whimpered, as his hand brought back blood smeared on his skin from her nose."Stop." Was all she said this time.

Ace grinned in a cruel manner."Go ahead and stop me."

She turned, anger blazing in her hate-filled eyes.

She spat on him, for the second time this evening.

Ace's hand lashed out again, but this time it was to her throat, choking the life out of her."All I have to do is squeeze." He growled venomously, his perfect mouth inches away from her own.

She whimpered, her eyes glossy with forming tears."All I have to do is scream."

Ace smirked at her, amused."You can scream all you want, sweetheart, you're in the middle of nowhere, nobody's going to hear you."

She shook her head in defiance."I don't b-believe you."

"Don't worry." Ace smiled, but there was no comfort to his tone."I'll prove it to you, and this time daddy's not here to bail you out, Rich Kid."

"What are you going to do?" She demanded, her eyes wide.

Ace only smiled, threatening.

Realization broke across her face like the dawning of the sunrise. She began to kick at him, screaming louder."No!"

His elbow came in contact with her nose, silencing her yet again."Yes." He retorted calmly, picking her up.

She kicked and tried to scratch his chest through his t-shirt, but Ace didn't even wince as he carried her bridal-style to an old mattress that someone had discarded eons ago. Fat, metal springs stuck out of the many places it had been torn, yellow foam board and white cotton oozing out of the holes. He threw her down roughly, climbing over her onto the dirty old mattress.

"Nobody fucks with Ace Merrill." He roared the cliche, and she shrank deeper into the mattress with fear, her eyes producing large droplets of tears.

"Please." She begged quietly."Please."

Ace smirked, shaking his head as he undid his belt buckle.

Alex closed her eyes. Begging God that something would stop him. But nothing did. As she felt the fabric of her expensive pants sliding off her skin, she began to beg God that Ace wouldn't take his sweet time. He should just get it over with. She cried with his every liquid movement, tearing her underwear away, pushing down his own jeans and boxers. She shut her eyes tighter at the sound of his zipper, bracing herself for the inevitable.

Then he slid in, roughly.

Loosing your virginity could not possibly hurt more.

She knew that she had practically asked for it, prying out his anger until he unleashed it. She cried with every movement he made, screaming in agony. His mouth crashed on hers to muffle the scream as he murmured: "Shut up bitch" at her every whine. It hurt so bad, she just wanted him to stop. The bastard was actually enjoying himself.

He went faster and faster, and she dug her nails harder and harder into his arms. But he did not notice. Her entire body was on fire, and not in a good way. If only he knew how much she hated him. If he saw how strong her hate towards him was, he would die. He moaned and she groaned, one in sickening pain and the other in disgusting pleasure.

With every thrust he reminded her that nobody embarrasses Ace Merrill. Nobody. Especially not some fucking 'whore'. With every stroke he took away her dignity, breaking her apart in large parts, piece by piece, and he didn't even care. Slowly, the coursing pain in her lower torso began to numb, and she slackened her death-grip on his forearms.

"Enjoying herself." He teased, he was moving slowly now, up and down.

She tried to blink back the tears."How can you say that? You fucking bastard."

He thrust hard in response, and she yelped. He chuckled mercilessly."What was that, sweetheart?"

She didn't answer, waiting for him to reach his climax. His entire body shook as he entered in her, and she grimaced in disgust and misery. He groaned and shivered, collapsing on top of her, breathing hard. He slid out, and she waited for him to stop gasping, his face buried between her neck and shoulder, his hot breath tickling her ear. She tried to move away from under him, but he was too heavy.

She kicked him where it hurt most.

He screamed, and rolled off. The fucking bastard!"Bitch!" He growled.

Alex cursed herself for not trying harder. But he was so much stronger than she was. She hated him with every fiber of her broken being. He destroyed her. He ruined her entire life, in just a few short minutes.

But he didn't do anything, probably to tired. Instead, he just pulled his jeans and boxers back on, clasping the belt securely over his no-doubt exhausted family jewels. Without a look back at her, he climbed into his shiny black Plymouth, and drove away, abandoning her alone in the darkness of the junkyard. Vulnerable and broken.

iChoose:

A.) Ace drives home and when he gets there is dragged out of his car by the neighboring gang and is beaten into a bloody pulp and is left to die in the street. Lies unconcious until his latest victim *guess who* finds him. Will she show compassion and mercy where he did not? Don't know about Alex, but I wouldn't. :)

B.) Arrgh! Pregnancy!

Well that was...nice. Review please. Happy 2011! All the way!