Hey guys, sorry again for the lengthy update.
It may seem like I've ran out of excuses but this time I have a general reason for taking ages…I moved to a new town and started a new job.
The other day I finally saw an episode I missed from season one (I know I'm slack ha-ha). It was smells like Teen sellout (remade from song smells like teen spirit from Nirvana, a very talented band) this episode included a few things that I may use to help in the story; I pointed this out so when you read it you may recognize where I got the ideas.
(Also the ep included some awesome Joliver stuff he he yep)
The ones I've noticed and may use are- Lilly laughs when she's nervous or lying, Oliver hiccups when he's nervous or lying and Miley hates the smell of raspberries.
So you may notice those mannerisms somewhere in the story.
Also I will try to add less crying in this chapter as a few people mentioned they were upset a lot, given the circumstances they have a right to be sad.
Well I'll try and add less crying but no promises…it's a drama and yeah!
Warning: Rape, sex scenes and abuse ahead.
That being said…on with the story…
From last time….
He pulled back grinning manically.
Miley broke out into sobs, sliding down the wall and grabbing her knees.
She pulled them up against her chest and she pressed her face onto her legs, rocking back and forth.
"Bye babe, remember silence is golden" Mitchell hissed and stormed off.
Miley looked up, her whole body shaking and tried to stand while holding onto the wall.
Her stomach stung and her side felt bruised.
She felt bile rise within her and she turned around, throwing up against the wall.
Miley didn't know what she was going to do; she was scared for her life now.
It wasn't just Oliver getting hurt now, it was her.
How far was Mitchell willing to go to keep controlling Oliver, how many people would he attack just to keep him under his spell?
She wasn't sure how much more of this she could take, all she knew was that if she didn't do something soon it could be too late.
Now chapter 7……….
Miley walked over to her locker, with her head down.
She didn't want to bump into Mitchell; she was scared of anything else he could have up his sleeve.
Was this how she would spend her time now?
Looking over her shoulder all the time just incase Mitchell would attack her.
This wasn't how she wanted to live her life but if she wanted to live then maybe she should be careful.
"Oh why did you pick such a deranged person Oliver" Miley muttered, once she reached her locker.
"What's Oliver done?" Jake announced out of nowhere causing Miley to scream in shock, she was definitely on edge after what Mitchell had done.
Before she knew it she was pressing her face against her locker and crying softly.
"Miles, babe what's wrong?" Jakes asked, his voice filled with surprise.
"I'm sorry, I need to be alone" Miley managed through her tears and before Jake could reply, she raced off to the girl's bathroom.
Jake swore under his breath and punched the locker, he would find out who had made his girlfriend upset and they would pay.
O.O 4 J.S
Oliver glanced around the science room in confusion, where were Miley, Jake and Mitch?
They were never late for class.
He looked up as the door slammed open and a sour Jake walked in.
"Mr. Ryan where have you been? Class started five minutes ago, it isn't one rule for you and another for everyone else. I don't care if you're famous" Mrs. Kunkle snapped.
Jake just stood there and made a sound of disgust then stormed over to his seat.
"Ok role call" Mrs. Kunkle said, ignoring his attitude.
"Well everyone seems" she started but was interrupted by Mitchell strutting into the room like he was a prince.
"Well well, what do we have here, another late student" Mrs. Kunkle said, folding her arms across her chest.
"And where is Stewart"
"Who knows, at home. I'm not her babysitter" Mitchell said sarcastically, he walked over to Oliver but not before winking at Jake who looked confused.
"Well this isn't good enough, class started five minutes ago" Mrs. Kunkle snapped and walked over to her desk to mark the roll call.
The door flew open and Miley raced in.
"Sorry I'm late, I had to go to the bathroom" Miley lied, feeling Mitchell's eyes boring into her.
"Excuses Stewart, you're worse then your brother. Sit down and if any of you are late again you will have detention. Let this be your first warning" Mrs., Kunkle spat and turned to the board.
Mitchell rolled his eyes and turned to Oliver who was copying what was on the board.
"Oliver?" Mitchell hissed, elbowing Oliver; who looked at him.
"What?" Oliver whispered back.
"Stop talking, Oaken and Smith" Mrs. Kunkle snapped from the front, without even turning around.
"Wow how does she do that" Oliver exclaimed out loud.
"Oaken, you're talking" Mrs. Kunkle snapped, turning around and folding her arms.
"Sorry" Oliver said.
Mrs. Kunkle sighed and faced the board again.
"Idiot" Mitchell hissed, glaring at Oliver then turning back to his work.
Oliver just shock his head and turned back to his work.
Class went by quite fast and before they all knew it, the bell rung for home time.
"Oliver can I talk to you?" Lilly asked, catching up with him as he walked to his locker.
Oliver nodded, stopping by his locker and leaning against it.
He noticed Mitchell standing by his locker and giving him a long look.
Oliver looked away.
"Um what's up?" he asked Lilly.
"Hey Lilly, you walking home?" David asked, walking over before Lilly could say anything.
"Yes Dave, wait for me by your locker. I need to talk to Oliver ok" Lilly answered.
David just nodded and walked off.
"Wow you trained him, good for you" Oliver said sarcastically and opened his locker, putting his books away.
"I see Mitchell's sarcasm rubbed off onto you" Lilly muttered under her breath.
Oliver ignored that and slammed his locker shut, he turned to face her.
"Well what do you want Lil, I thought you had decided this morning you didn't want to hang out with me for awhile so you could get over your love for me blah blah etc" Oliver snapped.
Lilly glared at him and folded her arms protectively across her chest.
"I've changed my mind" she whispered, staring at the ground.
"Wow how convenient" Oliver snapped, storming off.
Lilly hurried after him and grabbed his arm, forcing him to a stop.
"Oliver please, just listen" she asked, tightening her grip on his arm in desperation.
Oliver yanked his arm free and scowled.
Lilly looked at the floor, her face crestfallen.
Oliver felt guilty and his face softened.
"Lil, look at me" he said softly.
Lilly looked up at him, he smiled at her and she slowly smiled back.
"So can you just pretend I never told you I didn't want to spend time with you for awhile, I want things to go back to normal! Like the good old days, you know" Lilly explained.
Oliver nodded slowly.
"Yeah I guess I can do that, although we are growing up and nothing will ever be as simple like the good old days as you put it" Oliver answered.
Lilly nodded, feeling a bit put out by that statement but not breaching the fact.
Oliver smiled and gently grabbed Lilly's hand and squeezing it.
"How about I walk home with you guys, we usually do that" he said, Lilly nodded and squeezed his hand back then let go.
David slowly walked over cautiously and when seeing everyone was happy, went right over.
"Hey we going?" he asked, "Jake txted asking where we were"
Lilly just giggled and walked on ahead.
David went to follow but Oliver grabbed his arm, David stopped and turned to Oliver, raising his eyebrows in question.
"Are we cool?" Oliver asked.
"Yeah of course, you didn't do anything" David answered; Oliver let go of his arm and smiled then frowned as if remembering something.
"But what about you and Lilly?" he asked.
"That's complicated man but I'll tell us this, I'm giving it another shot because she is starting to like me by the sounds of things and try as I might I just can't let her go. I just love her that much and besides she's keen to stay with me so its all good" David answered.
"Well as long as it works for ya ok, she's my mate and I don't want to see her hurt and the same goes for you" Oliver said.
David smiled and shock his head.
"You old sap" he joked and ruffled Oliver's hair causing him to blushed.
"Don't mess the do mate" he joked and they both laughed.
"Oliver for fucks sake, what is taking you so long" Mitchell snapped, storming over and grabbed Oliver's wrist roughly.
"Um I'll just be outside with the others, meet you out there" David said and raced off to escape Mitchell's wrath.
Oliver watched him run then glanced at Mitchell who was scowling.
He tightened his grip on Oliver wrist.
"Ow! What's wrong?" Oliver asked, grimacing.
"What's wrong? What's wrong is you ignoring me and making me wait, I hate waiting Oliver. Don't ever fucking do that again. You should have learnt by now" Mitchell snapped and let go of Oliver's wrist roughly and pushed him hard causing him to fall into the lockers with a bang.
Oliver winced as he hit the locker and slid to the floor.
"Pull yourself together" Mitchell spat and stormed off.
Oliver sighed, standing up on shaking legs.
"Fuck" he whispered, slamming his fist into the locker and ignoring the pain shooting through it.
Why did he always have to make Mitchell angry, he was just lucky to have a understanding guy in his life.
All he had to do was not make him angry and he couldn't even do that.
"Pathetic Oliver, you're fucking stupid" Oliver spat, staring at the lockers with hollow eyes.
Mitchell didn't punish him, maybe he should do that.
"I made him mad; I should punish myself for not listening. When will I learn? It's the only way till I get the message" Oliver whispered, eyes hollow and far away.
He slowly walked over to the window and stared out, he noticed Mitchell standing by the others with a bored look on his face.
He glanced down at his watch and scowled.
Oliver turned away and closed his eyes, breathing heavily.
He needed to do it; Mitchell said it was for his own good and right now he was still making Mitchell mad, he needed to punish himself or he wouldn't learn.
Oliver reached up to his face and drew his hand back then slapped it against his check with brutal force much like that of Mitchell.
"This is for you babe" he stammered, ignoring the searing pain his check.
"It's what I deserve" he whispered, turning to face the lockers and stepping back to make room.
Then he picked up speed and bashed his shoulder into the locker.
"All for you" he stammered, stepping back and racing against the locker; bashing his shoulder against it again.
He fell to the floor, his shoulder in pain.
"What the fuck" Jackson exclaimed.
Oliver glanced up slowly at him, his eyes hollow and expressionless.
"Hey" he said and stood up.
"What the heck are you doing to yourself, is this that cunts idea" Jackson demanded, storming over and grabbing Oliver's hand roughly.
"I have to go, he's waiting for me" Oliver responded, yanking his hand free and hurrying outside.
Jackson shock his head and walked out to his car, ignoring Mitchell's stares.
He would stop this bastard if it was the last thing he did.
"Oliver what took you so long?" Miley asked once Oliver reached them.
"Um couldn't find my cellphone" Oliver lied.
Mitchell just smirked, he then noticed the mark on Oliver's face and his smirk broadened.
"I'm training the dumb fuck well" he thought.
"Well we've been waiting for you Oliver, fuck you're slower then an old women" Mitchell snapped and yanked Oliver to him by the hand.
"Fuck up shithead" David snapped.
Mitchell rolled his eyes and walked on ahead, dragging Oliver along beside him by the hand.
Lilly just sighed linking hands with David and they followed behind.
Miley grabbed Jakes and followed the others.
Oliver stopped when he reached Mitchell's house, the first stop before the others.
"Call you later" Oliver said.
"You better" Mitchell said then grabbed Oliver and kissed him.
He then pulled back and winked at the others and headed over to his door.
"Bye" Oliver yelled after him.
Mitchell nodded and slammed his door after him.
"Glad that jerks gone" David snapped sourly, folding his arms across his chest.
Oliver just made a scoffing noise and walked on ahead, the others following.
Suddenly he stopped, causing Lilly to bump into him.
"Hey, why did you stop" she exclaimed in confusion
"Because enough is enough ok" Oliver snapped, turning to face the others.
"Ok I'm confused" Miley said, Jake shrugged.
"I'm sick of you bad mouthing Mitchell" Oliver snapped, shaking his head angrily.
"Um we do because he's an arsehole" David said slowly as if talking to a preschooler.
"Shut up ok" Oliver snapped.
"Oliver" Lilly and Miley said at the same time.
"No I've had it, Mitchell is a great boyfriend ok" Oliver snapped
"And I wont listen to you say shit about him anymore, I'm the one that's the bad boyfriend, so just stop saying stuff to him"
"You're fucking crazy, the guy hits you" Jake said.
"Because I deserve it that's why" Oliver shouted.
"Look I've made up my mind, leave him alone"
"Fine then, just don't come crying to us if he beats you to a pulp" David shot back.
"I wont" Oliver snapped and made a sound of disgust then stormed off, Miley glared at David and hurried after Oliver.
She caught up to him and grabbed his arm, turning him to face her.
"Oliver, you have to listen to us. Mitchell isn't a good boyfriend, what he's doing is sick and fucked up. He's controlling you into thinking that he's perfect. That's what makes him more of a bastard then anything else" Miley stammered, her hands shaking from anger.
"You're wrong" Oliver hissed, pulling his arm free.
The others walked over slowly; Jake grabbed his girlfriend's hand.
Miley pulled it free and grabbed Oliver towards her.
"Fine you leave me no choice, fuck Mitchell's lies and deceit and control. I can't keep this to myself any more. The bastard attacked me today because Jackson kissed you. If you like Mitchell so much why are you screwing around with my brother? Sort your shit out" Miley shouted, her body shaking from anger.
Jake grabbed Miley's hand again and pulled her back from Oliver who was red in the face.
"Miley?" Jake questioned, David and Lilly were pale.
Oliver made a sound of disgust, his face contorted in rage.
"You fucking bitch, its not enough that you have to say stuff about Mitchell and our relationship but then you fucking accuse him of hurting you. I can't believe you fucking hate him this much that you have to lie, can't you see me happy. It's always about you isn't it, Hannah Fucking Montana. Well I'm sick of your shit, you can go to hell; all of you" Oliver yelled, he didn't even wait for a response before he raced off.
Miley gasped, clamping a hand to her mouth.
"Oh no, we're lost him completely" Lilly whispered.
"What has Mitchell done to him" Miley whispered, her body shaking.
"Mitchell attacked you?" Jake suddenly asked.
David raised his eyebrows in question; Lilly glanced at Miley in worry.
"I have to go; I'll call you later, bye babe, Lilly David…" Miley stammered and raced off.
"Fuck" Jake snapped.
Lilly watched Miley disappear around the corner.
"We have to do something and soon, this is getting out of control." David muttered.
Lilly nodded, she was at a loss for words.
O.O 4 J.S
Robbie glanced up from the paper he was reading as the front door flew open and Miley hurried in
She slammed the door behind her and leant against it and closed her eyes, her body shaking and her breathing haggard.
"Bud, you alright?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
Miley nodded, not quite ready to tell her protective father about Oliver and Mitchell yet.
The whole thing was just so surreal.
"Ok well remember you have a Hannah press conference tonight, to discuss the new CD you're recording soon" Her dad continued, glancing down at the paper.
Miley slowly nodded even though her dad couldn't see.
She had forgot about that, the break hadn't even lasted that long.
With all that was happening lately, she didn't know if she could handle Hannah stuff at the moment.
"Bud?" Her dad questioned, glancing at her.
Miley walked over and sat next to him, slowly resting her head on his shoulder.
"Yeah dad, I remember" she answered, her body no longer shaking and her breathing back to normal.
"Good better get ready, it's on in an hour" her dad said, leaning down and kissing her forehead.
Then getting up from the couch and stretching.
"Sweet niblets, an hour. You know how long it takes a girl to get ready" Miley said sarcastically, surprised she even managed it.
"Well better get cracking, faster then Uncle Earl when he's" Her dad started
"At his annual drinking night" Jackson said, walking into the room.
"We do have more then one uncle" Miley muttered under her breath.
"Well how late is tonight going to be, might just have a little party" Jackson said and grinned evilly.
Robbie rolled his eyes and headed upstairs.
"No parties" he yelled as he disappeared.
Miley just smiled sadly at Jackson as she walked over to the stairs.
"Maybe you should invite Oliver around before he turns into Mitchell" she said then disappeared upstairs leaving a confused Jackson behind.
"Maybe" he muttered, sitting down on the couch.
O.O 4 J.S
Oliver was lying on his bed when he received a call.
"Hey" he said, stifling a yawn.
"Its Jackson, we need to talk can you come round. Miles and Dad have gone to a Hannah thing" Jackson said.
Oliver ran a hand through his hair, he wasn't sure if that would be a good idea.
"Are you still there?" Jackson suddenly said.
"Um yeah sorry, ok then see you soon" Oliver quickly said and hung up, he didn't even need to think any more.
They were long overdue for a talk.
He got off his bed and walked over to his cupboard and grabbed a nice pair of jeans and put them on, feeling the need to impress Jackson.
He smiled as he grabbed a top and threw it on, finishing the touch to his outfit.
He hoped whatever they needed to sort out, would be done tonight.
As he walked to the door he took one long look at the picture of him and his friends and felt a weird feeling in his heart.
He shock it off and left the room, forgetting his cell phone which had one missed call from Mitchell on the screen.
J.S 4 O.O
Oliver arrived at the Stewart doorstep and breathed in deeply then knocked on the door.
The door opened and Jackson stood there, he smiled and stood aside for Oliver, who walked in.
Jackson shut the door after him and walked over to the couch and sat down, Oliver walked over and sat next to him.
An uncomfortable silence followed soon after.
"Um Oliver" Jackson said after a minute or two.
Oliver looked at him in interest.
"Yeah?" he asked.
"Look we need to talk, that's why I invited you around remember" Jackson answered
Oliver nodded and turned around to face Jackson properly.
"So talk" he said.
Jackson opened his mouth but for some reason no words would come out.
"So…" Oliver said, raising his eyebrows.
"Fuck you're making this hard for me" Jackson spat, glaring down at his hands on his lap.
He twisted them together, and then noticed Oliver's hand rest on one of his and link it to his hand.
Jackson slowly looked up, Oliver smiled warmly at him.
"Why are you doing this Oliver" Jackson managed, his heart starting to hammer.
"You have to make a choice, I can't keep occasionally kissing you now and then ok, it's me or the fuckwit you call a boyfriend"
Oliver's smile disappeared and he snatched his hand away.
"You make it sound so easy" he muttered, staring straight ahead.
"It is though; leave the bastard who hits you. Simple huh" Jackson snapped.
"No" Oliver hissed, facing Jackson again with a scowl on his face.
"What" Jackson exclaimed.
"It's not simple, you don't have any idea" Oliver snapped and turned away again.
"Well tell me then" Jackson demanded and stood up, towering over Oliver.
"Go on explain, why is it not simple, why is it so damn hard to leave that fucked up loser who masquerades behind a perfect persona! Go on tell me" he shouted, his voice rising with each word.
Oliver didn't even cower or blink, he just kept staring straight ahead, as if he hadn't heard a thing.
"Fucking hell" Jackson yelled, punching the couch in anger.
Oliver stood up and grabbed Jackson by the arms, trying to calm him down.
"Just tell me" Jackson said, his voice dropping to a whisper, his body shaking.
"I'm scared ok, there you wanted to know. I'm fucking terrified. Terrified of my feelings and terrified of what he will do to me if I leave him. I don't know what to do Jack" Oliver stammered, letting go of Jackson.
He shock his head and walked over to the kitchen.
"Its not as simple as you make it sound, you know what Mitchell is like so don't act like leaving him would be as easy as pie" Oliver said and turned to face Jackson.
Jackson nodded and walked over to Oliver who leant against the bench in the kitchen.
"Well that's where you're wrong; you just haven't found the right way to do it. I can help you" Jackson said, reaching over to Oliver and stroking his check.
Oliver breathed in and reached up to Jackson's face and touched his check too.
"I can't ok, its better I stay with him. He likes me for the useless bastard I am" Oliver managed, dropping his hand by his side.
Jackson gripped Oliver's shoulders and shock him in fury.
"You're not useless ok and as I said last time I like you for you ok and I certainly don't fucking treat you like shit" Jackson snapped and let go of Oliver; who stared at him with wide eyes.
"I don't know ok" Oliver whispered, backing into the bench.
"Fuck this, make up your mind or I give up because this is eating me up inside. I just can't live like this anymore. I do love you but seriously you need to make a decision" Jackson snapped, kicking the chair by the bench.
Oliver just stared at Jackson and walked up to him.
He put his hands on Jackson's shoulders and pressed his face into his shoulder, taking in an intake of breath.
Jackson pulled him back and stared into his eyes.
"Fuck it" he whispered and leant down, kissing Oliver hard against his mouth.
His urges for Oliver overclouded his judgment and again for one night he wanted to forget all the complications and just be with Oliver.
Oliver pushed him against the table, kissing him roughly back.
Jackson slid his hands up under Oliver's shirt and ran them along his back, Oliver moaned into the kiss as their erections rubbed together.
Oliver pulled back and discarded his shirt and helped take off Jackson's.
Jackson then pulled Oliver up the stairs and into his room, slamming the door after them.
They both collapsed onto the bed and resumed kissing feverously, hands everywhere.
"Fuck I want you" Jackson managed, as Oliver's hands felt down to his jeans and his lips kissed and sucked all over Jackson's chest.
Oliver sat up and blew a strand of hair from his face and smiled.
He then leant down and unzipped Jackson's jeans with his teeth and pulled down the boxers too.
Jackson closed his eyes and breathed in heavily in anticipation.
Oliver blew hot air onto Jackson's penis and leant down taking it into his mouth, Jackson gasped on contact.
"How do you do this to me" he whispered, elevating his hips.
Oliver sucked up and down and licked the tip, wanting to taste as much of Jackson as he could.
He could hear the gasps and moans of pleasure from his counterpart which only made him even more desperate to please.
Oliver ran his hands up Jackson's chest, as he moved his head and lips.
"I want you in me now" Jackson suddenly exclaimed out of nowhere and Oliver was lifted away from his treat.
"Aw I was having fun" Oliver said sourly, as Jackson kissed his neck urgently.
Jackson pulled back and smirked.
"Tough cow flaps, now we can get to the main event" he said and reached into his drawer for a condom.
Oliver sat up and smiled.
"So I guess you want the bottom now?" he asked.
"It will hurt, but I'll go slowly"
Jackson turned to Oliver and handed him the condom and shrugged.
"Just do whatever, I can't wait any longer, thanks to your teasing tongue" he muttered.
Oliver grinned and threw off his jeans and placed on the condom, while Jackson turned around ready.
"I'm just going to prepare you ok" Oliver said.
"Fuck just get on with it already" Jackson swore, wagging his butt impatiently.
Oliver laughed softly and positioned himself ready behind Jackson; he reached for the lube in the drawer and took it out then coated his fingers in it.
"Hurry up babe, I'm losing wood" Jackson complained.
"Aw we can't have that" Oliver joked and reached around with the other hand and stroked Jackson's cock.
Jackson let out a soft moan, sending Oliver into a hornier spiral.
Oliver gently placed one finger into Jackson's butt and slowly pushed in as Jackson nodded.
He placed in another and another until he had three there then slowly moved them.
Jackson winced but decided not to sound like a pussy so said nothing.
"Are you ok?" Oliver asked, pausing his fingers.
"Yes just keep going" Jackson said, feeling his butt relaxing.
Oliver nodded; he continued moving his fingers then took them out after awhile.
"Ok I'm putting my penis in now" he said.
"Ok go on" Jackson said, feeling his excitement build.
Oliver pressed his penis against Jackson's butt and started to push in, he moved slowly until he was in completely.
He paused and reached around to stroke Jackson's own cock.
"You ok there?" he asked.
"Fucking hell ok I'm fine, just move before I die of hormones" Jackson complained, his voice dripping with lust.
"Touchy" Oliver joked but he himself couldn't stand it any longer.
He pulled back and pushed in hard, causing Jackson to gasp.
"Sorry" Oliver stressed, worried he was hurting Jackson.
"I'm fine, it feels good. Just keep going ok. I'd tell you if I wanted you to stop' Jackson said, his voice haggard.
Oliver nodded, pulling back and pushing in again, his body warming in bliss.
"Argh, don't stop" Jackson exclaimed in excitement and pushed back against Oliver.
Oliver nodded and started picking up the pace, fucking Jackson hard as he could.
The only sound was their skin slapping together, their moans and heavy breathing.
After awhile Oliver could feel his orgasm building, he pushed hard against Jackson and rode it out.
Jackson gasped and gripped the headboard as his overcame him.
"Fuck that was intense" he whispered, as Oliver gasped behind him and wrapped his arms around him.
Jackson felt Oliver pull out and get up to go to his bathroom.
Jackson rolled onto his back, his butt felt a little sore but it was definitely worth it.
Another amazing sex session with Oliver yet again, his grin explained it all.
Oliver walked over and lay down next to him and cuddled up, resting his head on Jackson's shoulder.
"You're great" he said, kissing Jackson's neck.
Jackson smiled, stroking Oliver's arm.
"So were you" he said, his face full of light.
"So were you"
O.O 4 J.S
Oliver blinked, waking up and stretching a bit.
He slid up off the bed and walked over to his clothes and changed.
"Hey" he heard from behind and turned around to face the owner of the voice.
Jackson smiled sheepishly, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"How did you sleep?" Oliver asked, sitting down next to Jackson and grabbing his hand.
Jackson leant over, kissing Oliver's forehead.
"Fine, you?" he asked pulling back.
Oliver let go of his hand and nodded.
"Ok" he said and got up, grabbing his shoes.
"Where you going?" Jackson asked, stifling a yawn.
"Home before my parents worry and your family catches me" Oliver answered and raked a hand through his hair.
"Don't worry ok, it's only six thirty. You have half an hour at least" Jackson said, patting the space beside him.
Oliver ignored that and headed for the door; Jackson leant over and grabbed Oliver's hand to stop him.
"Please" he whispered, putting on a fake puppy dog pout.
Oliver looked at the door then at Jackson and grinned..
"Damn you sexy bitch" Oliver said and took off his shoes and tossed them aside then climbed back in next to Jackson.
Jackson grinned and pulled Oliver close to him, kissing his nose and lips then pulling back.
Oliver smiled, running a hand through Jackson's hair.
Jackson leant across and kissed Oliver hard, pushing his body against him.
Oliver responded heartily and wrapped his arms around Jackson's waist.
They both moaned softly as their morning wood made contact.
"Oliver you always make me so horny, you have no idea what you do to me" Jackson whispered, his breath dancing against Oliver's face.
Oliver pulled back and propped himself up on his elbow.
"I have ideas" he said and stroked Jackson's cock.
"Can I finish what I didn't get to last night" he said, wiggling his eyebrows sexily.
"Well when you put it like that" Jackson said and lay on his back.
Oliver grinned and slid down to Jackson's penis and blew on it then slowly took as much of it as he could into his mouth.
Jackson closed his eyes and let out a loud moan, he didn't care who heard him.
Oliver was fucking fantastic at blowjobs.
Oliver's lips ran along his shaft in perfect consistency and his teeth gently grazed the head.
Oliver slid his tongue along the tip and pressed down, while running his hands up Jackson's chest.
Jackson's moans increased as Oliver moved faster, using as much of his tongue and lips as possible
Then he did something expected, he leant back and took it all in his mouth, giving him deep throat.
Jackson gasped, it felt incredible, before he could stop himself he shouted.
"Holly Fucking Jesus Mary and Joseph"
Oliver sat up, his eyes wide.
"Why did you stop?" Jackson asked, feeling disappointed.
"Because you just yelled out, what if you wake everyone up" Oliver hissed.
"Please they sleep like rocks" Jackson said, Oliver nodded and leant back down.
Jackson grinned, as Oliver continued and started picking up the pace.
"Oh fuck" Jackson shouted.
"Sweet niblets ima coming"
Oliver ignored that and kept the pace up and leant back and tried the deep throat trick again, this sent Jackson over the edge.
"Yes" Jackson shouted, falling against the sheets as his orgasm overtook him.
Oliver lapped it all up, swallowing the whole lot and sat up.
"You taste nice" he said, smiling.
"You should get a fucking medal, you bloody blowjob master you" Jackson managed, his body shaking in the afterglow.
Oliver just smiled.
"I try my best" he joked and kissed Jackson's chest.
Suddenly there was a bang on the door.
"What the san heck is going on in there Jackson, what are you yelling about" Robbie snapped.
Oliver looked worried but Jackson pressed a hand to his mouth and answered his dad.
"Just a mouse ok" he said.
"Alright, well I'm making breakfast. Be quieter now your sister still snoozing her pretty lil head off" Robbie answered and walked off.
Jackson nodded and looked at Oliver who made a 'phew' motion.
"I better get going now" he said and slid off the bed and grabbed his shoes.
Jackson just nodded.
'Um Oliver you may have to sneak down the balcony way" Jackson said, pointing over where it was situated.
Oliver nodded, glancing down to the ground where just below Robbie was making breakfast.
"I'll see you later ok" Oliver said, walking over to the balcony door.
Jackson grabbed his boxers and slid then on then walked over to Oliver; who was opening the door.
"Wait, I need to know something" Jackson said.
"What?' Oliver asked, walking out to the balcony and glancing around
"How do I get down from here?"
"Oh I forgot" Jackson said and walked over to his cupboard and grabbed his rope ladder and attached it by the balcony.
"Used to use this all the time" he said and grinned.
Oliver nodded, giving him the thumbs up.
"Anyway what did you want to tell me?" Oliver asked.
"Have you made a decision?" Jackson asked, knowing that even last night he had tried to block out everything, that morning he had come crashing back to earth and all the problems were still there.
He needed to know what Oliver was going to do and soon, this wasn't going to work.
He needed more then a few screws every now and then; he wanted to be with the guy he loved, in a relationship.
"Um no" Oliver said, staring at the floor.
"It was hard to think when we were kind of busy last night"
Jackson nodded slowly, it was all becoming painfully clear, and as much as it hurt he just couldn't keep waiting for Oliver.
It just wouldn't work, it was hurting too much, he just needed a decision and soon.
"So that's it then" Jackson said angrily.
"What do you mean?" Oliver asked, looking confused.
"You aren't even going to bother making a decision, you expect me to keep waiting and allowing you to hook up with me when it suits you" Jackson snapped, stepping forward while Oliver stepped back.
"That's not fair, don't you see how much this kills me and also to see you keep getting hurt by this jerk. It just doesn't make any sense that you won't leave, I love you and you don't even care" Jackson snapped.
"Am I only good enough for sex is that it?"
"No it's not that it's just" Oliver started, his eyes wide.
"You know what fuck it; you've screwed me over too many times. If you don't make a decision and soon then don't bother even talking to me anymore" Jackson demanded.
"What" Oliver exclaimed in surprise.
"Soon Oliver or I'm moving on ok, I can't keep locking my heart under key while waiting in the hopes you will eventually unlock it and set it free, you either want me or you don't. Make up your mind, stop pretending that's its all ok and face up to what you really want" Jackson said slowly.
"Because I have"
Oliver went to say something but Jackson slammed the door in his face and locked it, then walked into his bathroom.
Oliver slipped over the balcony and onto the rope ladder.
He landed on the ground and walked home, his heart heavy and Jackson's final words weighing on his mind.
"Face up to what you really want…because I have"
J.S 4 O.O
Oliver slammed his door behind him and leant against it.
He ran a hand through his hair and walked over to his kitchen, what the heck was he going to do?
He sat down on a seat and banged his head against the bench in frustration.
This was situation was fucked up, he was so confused.
"Why can't I have the guts to make up my mind" he whispered, sliding off the stool and heading over to the stairs.
He noticed a shadow by the front door out of the corner of his eye.
Oliver walked over and peeped through the eyehole in the door.
It was Mitchell.
Oliver stepped back and slowly opened the door, wondering why Mitchell was here so early.
"Hey Oliver, we're taking a walk" Mitchell said and smirked.
Oliver stared at him and stepped back, feeling fear clawing at his gut.
For once he was really afraid of what could happen to him.
"Oliver for fucks sake, come on" Mitchell demanded and yanked Oliver to him, slamming the door after him.
He dragged him along beside him down to the local park.
He threw him to the ground behind a bush and then sat down, smirking at him.
Utter silence followed, minus Oliver's heavy breathing and beating heart.
Oliver sat up and glanced at Mitchell who was staring at the ground.
"Ok I give up, why are we here" Oliver asked, his heart starting to beat faster.
Now he was really worried, he felt hiccups starting and swallowed to stop them.
"You know what I really hate" Mitchell suddenly exclaimed, glancing at Oliver who didn't reply just stared back.
"Liars and cheaters oh and also idiots" Mitchell carried on, acting as if Oliver wasn't there.
"And you are all of that rolled into one, how fucking lucky am I babe" Mitchell finished, giving Oliver a sarcastic smile.
"Um" Oliver managed, backing away a bit.
'Hiccup' Oliver spluttered and his eyes went wide.
"You know what happens when you don't listen and Oliver you always ignore me. Now I'm really fucking pissed, I saw you leave Jackson's house this morning and I also you didn't ring me last night. Now what the fuck do we do about that" Mitchell snapped, leaning forward dangerously and ignoring Oliver's hiccups.
"Nothing" Oliver whispered, sustaining them.
"What did you say?" Mitchell hissed his eyes faraway and his hands grabbing at Oliver's arms.
"I said nothing; I can't let you do this to me anymore. I know I'm not useless and I deserve someone that cares about me…Like Jackson" Oliver managed, feeling a random burst of confidence.
"Oh fucking Jesus, you are really an idiot. Oliver you are fucking useless and news flash everyone knows it. You need me and as I've said before without me you're nothing, I fucking carry you… you..." Mitchell yelled, standing up and towering over Oliver who just stared ahead acting as if he couldn't hear.
"You fucking bitch" Mitchell finished and backhanded Oliver.
"Listen to me when I fucking speak to you"
Oliver stood up on shaky legs and stepped forward, it had to end now.
"No, leave me alone' he said, pushing Mitchell back.
Mitchell looked stunned; he was surprised that Oliver was standing up for himself.
"Oh fucking hell, you're listening to those stupid friends of yours. They don't get you like I do. You're nothing without me you..." Mitchell started, his eyes darting around.
"Need you. Newsflash Mitchell I don't, at least not anymore ok. You can't control me because I know I'm better then that" Oliver butted in, his eyes wild and his face red.
He was finally sticking up for himself and he felt great.
Mitchell looked at him then suddenly started laughing, Oliver felt his confidence disappear.
"You fucking idiot" Mitchell said and grabbed Oliver to him roughly.
"You are such a fucking idiot"
"Im not" Oliver started desperately, he had to leave, he couldn't be with this person anymore.
"I say when a relationship is over and I'm sorry hun, I'm not done with you" Mitchell said slowly and kissed Oliver's check, licking it.
Oliver started shaking, his heart beating loudly.
"Now I think you need a punishment to show you whose boss huh" Mitchell continued, letting go of Oliver.
"Hmm what to do" Mitchell said, glancing at Oliver.
"No Mitchell, I don't want to be with you anymore. Stop doing this" Oliver shouted desperately.
"A-ha" Mitchell said and smirked.
"I know what one you can have this time" he continued, acting as if Oliver hadn't spoke.
He stepped up to Oliver and grabbed his shirt, pulling him forward.
He then pulled his fist back and punched Oliver hard in the face, letting go of him as he fell forward.
"Mitchell just stop" Oliver begged, as Mitchell stood there grinning.
Then his leg came out of nowhere and kicked Oliver's gut, winding him.
"Perfect, this is great" Mitchell said, breathing heavily and getting turned on.
"I love seeing you on your knees, bent and broken. My little bitch" Mitchell said, leaning down and staring into Oliver's eyes.
Oliver winced and glared at him.
He then spat in Mitchell's face, Mitchell backhanded him.
"Don't fucking start anything, because I would hate to fuck your pretty little face up even more" Mitchell shouted, grabbing Oliver's waist and throwing him roughly aside then punching him in the gut.
Oliver tried to move away but Mitchell was quite strong.
"Don't fight it, it will only get worse" Mitchell whispered, stroking Oliver's face.
Oliver nodded, staying still as Mitchell repeatedly punched his stomach and chest.
Suddenly something snapped in him and he shoved Mitchell really hard, pushing him away from him.
"Leave me alone" Oliver demanded his breathing on edge and his face red.
Mitchell didn't respond but made a deep throaty growling sound and lunged forward.
Oliver moved aside and grabbed Mitchell's waist roughly to stop him.
'I mean it, I've had enough" Oliver sneered and managed to stand up.
Mitchell stood up too; Oliver backed away then shock his head.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing" Mitchell yelled.
Oliver backed away even more then turned around.
"Running from you" Oliver said and ran as fast as his body would allow him too, far away from his pain and from the one person who said he was his.
"Bad mistake" Mitchell hissed and turned around to head home, he would make Oliver pay.
No relationship was over till he said it was.
J.S 4 O.O
Lilly lay back on her bed, listening to her favorite song by Paramore. (1)
The words were really speaking to her today.
"
and no (oh) how could you do it
(oh I) I never saw it coming
(no oh) I need an ending
So why can't you stay
Just long enough to explain
And when it rains
You always find an escape
Just running away
From all of the ones who love you
From everything
You made yourself a bed at the bottom
Of the blackest hole (blackest hole)
And you'll sleep till May
You'll say that you don't want to see the sun anymore
and no (oh) how could you do it
(oh I) I never saw it coming
(no oh) I need an ending
So why can't you stay
Just long enough to explain
(Explain your side, Take my side)
Take these chances to turn it around
Take these chances we'll make it somehow
And Take these chances and turn it around
Just turn it around.
and no (oh) how could you do it
(oh I) I never saw it coming
no (oh) how could you do it
(oh I) I never saw it coming
no (oh) how could you do it
(oh I) I never saw it coming and
(no oh) I need an ending
So why can't you stay
Just long enough to explain
Lilly walked over to the stereo just as the last line played and turned it off.
The song reminded her of the way Oliver was acting lately and what Mitchell was doing to him.
Listening to the song made her feel ten times worse.
The words 'how could you do it' and 'running away from those who love you'
They were the ones they were hitting home the most.
"Yes Oliver how could you do it, say those things to Miley and why are you running away from those who love you" Lilly whispered, sitting down on her bed and letting out a frustrated sigh.
She wished he had never met Mitchell then she would have the old Oliver instead of this cruel unknown one.
"I miss you" she whispered, lying down and staring at the roof.
She sat up, hearing a knock at her bedroom door.
"Sweetie there's someone here to see you" her mother said.
Lilly walked over and opened the door, looking around.
"Downstairs" her mother said, heading in the direction.
Lilly shrugged in interest and followed.
She halted to a stop behind her mother when she noticed who was waiting for her.
"Mitchell"
Meanwhile…..
Jackson sat in the kitchen eating a whole tub of ice-cream, he was depressed enough that this seemed logical.
"Hey son got a case of the blues?" his dad asked walking into the kitchen and sitting across from him.
Jackson dropped the spoon onto the bench and scowled, swallowing what was left in his mouth.
"Is it that obvious?" he muttered, getting up and putting the ice-cream away.
"Well you only eat chocolate ice cream when you are" his dad said, facing Jackson.
"I remember when your mother died, you ate two tubs of the stuff and got brain freeze" Robbie continued.
"Gee thanks, you just had to bring that up as if it wasn't depressed enough" Jackson muttered, turning to face his dad who just sighed.
"Alright then son, what's wrong?" he asked, ignoring Jackson's anger.
"Life" Jackson muttered and stormed over to the couch, slinging himself onto it and pressing his face onto the pillow and beating the couch at the same time.
"Ok son, I understand your upset but the couch didn't do anything" Robbie joked.
Jackson sat up and scowled at his Dad as he walked over.
"Its not funny dad ok" he spat and folded his arms across his chest.
"Well tell me what's wrong" Robbie questioned, stopping next to Jackson.
"Scoot over"
Jackson nodded and moved to make room for his dad on the couch.
His dad sat down and glanced at Jackson, who was clasping and unclasping his hands, something he often did when he was nervous.
"Son, go on tell me…Is it Oliver?" Robbie pressed on.
"Wow great guess, when isn't it him" Jackson muttered, glancing at his dad who just slowly nodded, unsure of what to say.
"Look I'm fine ok, just a bit stressed, I better walk it off" Jackson said.
"Wait I just remembered I have work in an hour, great I'll have a think there, thanks for the talk bye" Jackson continued then leapt up and raced upstairs before Robbie could stop him.
"What are fathers for" Robbie said and walked over to the fridge, grabbing out a cake and smiling.
"Now we can spend some quality time together" he muttered and dived into the sweet treat.
Back at Lilly's….
"So how do you two know each other?" Andrea (2); Lilly's mother asked.
"Yes how do we know each other?" Mitchell asked, glancing at Lilly with his calculating eyes.
Lilly ignored his stare and smiled at her mother, walking over and standing near Mitchell.
"He dates my friend Oliver" she explained.
Andrea nodded and walked off towards the kitchen.
"I'll leave you two to talk" she said, shutting the door after her.
Lilly gulped and faced Mitchell who was smiling evilly, Lilly giggled and backed into the couch.
"So why are you here Mitchell?" she asked, stifling her nervous giggles.
Mitchell just smiled evilly and walked over to her.
He grabbed her arm and pressed his hand tightly into it, causing his knuckles to go white.
"What are you doing?" she asked, wincing slightly.
"We're going for a walk, tell your mother we won't be long, cause I wouldn't want her to worry now would I" Mitchell hissed and let go of her arm.
Lilly glanced at the kitchen door and then back at Mitchell who nodded impatiently.
Lilly walked over slowly and opened the door, swallowing her nerves and stifling her giggles.
"Mum, going out for a while, be back in less then two hours" Lilly said, to her mothers back.
Her mother turned around and smiled warmly.
"Ok have fun" her mother said and walked over.
"He seems a nice boy" she finished.
Lilly just nodded and shut the door after her and glanced at Mitchell who was grinning manically.
"You don't know the half of it" Lilly muttered.
Mitchell walked over and pulled her out the door and down the street.
Lilly felt her heart beat wildly and soon she was terrified of what could happen.
O.O 4 J.S
Jackson arrived at work and put up the open sign then opened his bottle of water and took a swig.
It would be a long five hours.
Start at five and finish at ten, excitement.
He didn't see the point in the shop being open so late, the busy periods often finished by eight-thirty and it was considerably quiet after that.
But heck, why should he complain after all he was getting paid for it anyway.
His first customer arrived and scanned the menu board, occasionally glancing at Jackson as he checked the books.
"Hey are you Jackson Stewart, Cooper's friend?" the customer asked, a young man about his age.
Jackson nodded, wondering who this guy was.
"Cool because I'm friends with his cousin and just moved into the area, the names Andrew" the guy known as Andrew said.
Jackson nodded again and glanced at the food behind him.
Then he turned back to Andrew who was smiling sexily, this made Jackson a tad uncomfortable and somewhat interested.
"Are you going to order anything?" he managed to ask, also hoping he didn't sound rude.
"Um well I want something but it isn't on the menu" Andrew said and winked at Jackson, who was taken aback.
"Um ok" he said slowly, unsure of what else to say.
"What do you mean?" he then managed to ask.
"You figure it ok, I'm going for a quick swim, I'll be back to see if you get me" Andrew answered and smiled at him then walked off leaving a confused Jackson in his wake.
Meanwhile…
"Ok we've been walking for five minutes, where the heck are we going?' Lilly asked, well more like demanded.
"Wait ok" Mitchell muttered then found the park he had attacked Oliver at.
"Here we are" Mitchell said and pulled Lilly behind a bush.
Lilly looked around and then at Mitchell; who was smiling to himself.
"Ok why are we here?" she asked, sitting down and picking blades of grass.
"For this" Mitchell responded after a minute of silence, Lilly glanced up and gasped as Mitchell covered her mouth and punched her stomach.
She bit his hand and he pulled back, swearing loudly.
"Fucking bitch" he yelled as she stood up, but he grabbed her legs, pulling her down and dragging her forward.
"Argh let me go" Lilly yelled, struggling and kicking.
"Fuck you're a feisty bitch" he snapped, pinching her butt.
Lilly gasped and rolled over, kicking at him.
He slammed himself onto her legs and held her arms down.
"You're going to get what you deserve" he hissed and leant down, grazing his fingers across her stomach.
"Don't fucking touch me" Lilly yelled.
Mitchell smirked and grabbed her jeans, fiddling with the zipper.
Lilly screamed loudly but Mitchell cut her off by slapping her hard in the face.
"Shut up" he snapped and tugged at her pants.
"Don't, leave me alone" Lilly yelled, struggling against him but he was much stronger.
"If you keep yelling, I'll slice your stomach open and post your guts to your friends" he hissed.
"You're crazy" Lilly stammered, as he pulled out a knife from his pocket and held it against her neck.
"Try me" he snapped and used his other hand to pull her pants down, then tugged her underwear down.
"Stop" Lilly begged the fight going out of her as the blade pressed against her neck.
"Nope I'm good" Mitchell hissed and pulled his pants and boxers down.
"Don't touch me, stop it" Lilly cried out, shaking hard.
Mitchell pressed the knife against her check and moved it back down to her neck.
"What was that?" he asked, positioning above her.
"Nothing" Lilly stammered, closing her eyes and gasping as Mitchell pushed into her.
'I can't believe this is happening, I've read about it and heard about it but never thought it would happen to me" Lilly thought, tears spilling down her checks as Mitchell violated her over and over.
Then her eyes shot open as she heard a click sound.
Mitchell grinned, his camera phone in front of him.
"Say cheese" he said, grunting a bit as he slammed in again.
"Help" Lilly whispered, feeling sick and dizzy.
"Ugh" Mitchell said, and pushed once more then he came, collapsing onto her.
Lilly sobbed loudly, as Mitchell pulled out and tugged his boxers and jeans up.
He took a few more pictures then shoved his phone in his pocket and kicked Lilly once.
"Clean yourself up and if you tell the police, I'll kill everyone you love bitch. Bye" Mitchell sneered and stormed off.
Lilly shakily crawled over to the bushes and threw up.
"Fuck" she stammered, crying loudly.
Reality slammed her head on.
Mitchell had raped her, he had raped her.
At Oliver's…..
Oliver was lying on his bed staring at the roof where he had been since Mitchell had attacked him.
He could barely move and he didn't want to.
He closed his eyes, feeling tears well in them.
Why couldn't he leave Mitchell, why did he have to suffer like this?
It just wasn't fair; suddenly his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.
He rolled over, wincing slightly and flipping it open.
It was a pxt from Mitchell.
He opened it and gasped, sickness overflowing him.
There was a picture of Lilly lying half naked and bloody on the grass and under it read:
'Like what you see, plenty more where that came from if you don't co-operate'
Oliver shock his head, his hand started to shake.
The phone started ringing; Oliver answered it as fear clouded him.
"Hey bitch, get my pxt" Mitchell hissed on the other end
"Why would you do this" Oliver gasped.
"To Lilly"
"Simple because you didn't listen and it's because of you she's had this happen to her" Mitchell snapped.
"No" Oliver stammered, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Anyway if you don't want a repeat performance I suggest you do what I say" Mitchell snapped.
"And what's that" Oliver asked, tears sliding down his face at the thought of what Lilly had endured.
"You'll be my bitch and won't talk back to me or disobey me again" Mitchell demanded.
"No, I don't want to, you hurt my friends. I can take you hurting me but I can't let you hurt them" Oliver sobbed.
"Pull yourself together, it only happened because you didn't listen now do you want Miley to receive a second dosage" Mitchell hissed.
"No don't touch her" Oliver yelled, rocking back and forth, hiccups starting.
"Well then what are you going to do" Mitchell roared back.
"Be yours" Oliver managed, falling back onto his pillow, his tears blinding him.
"Good glad you've got the message, now meet me at the beach for some fun, sadly your friend didn't satisfy me enough. If you don't turn up, its Miley's turn. Chall hun" Mitchell snapped and hung up.
Oliver screamed in despair and hauled his phone across the room.
He was scared for himself and his friend's lives but mostly at the fact he had never listened to Miley when she had told him what Mitchell had done.
Mitchell was getting worse by each passing second and Oliver feared it was only the beginning.
At Rico's…..
Jackson smiled at the customer as they left with their purchase then he resumed his sullen demeour.
It had only been half an hour and he had received two customers, not counting Andrew.
Speaking of Andrew, he happened to be heading over with a grin on his face.
"So you figured out what I meant before?" Andrew asked, smiling still.
"Um unfortunately not, been too busy" Jackson muttered and turned away.
"Liar, you only had two customers, I was watching" Andrew said and laughed.
Jackson turned around to face him, scowling
"Ok first creepy and second your point" Jackson spat.
"Well I meant I wanted you" Andrew said and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Um really?" Jackson asked.
"yep, cooper happened to mention you're gay like mwah and hung up on some guy and maybe I should take you out to cheer you up and change your mind about said guy who can't make up his" Andrew explained.
"So you get me now?"
"Yes loud and clear" Jackson said, still stunned.
"Cooper's going to get it"
"Oh he's all right, just a concerned friend. Anyway how about it, would you like to take me up on my offer of a date and get your mind off this loser who clearly doesn't respect you" Andrew stated and smiled warmly then waited for Jackson to respond.
Jackson glanced at the ocean and the people and then at the counter and finally at Andrew, Jackson was taking his time to respond as he had been caught off guard.
Andrew sighed and looked around.
Jackson stared at the counter in confusion, on one hand he wanted to keep waiting for Oliver to make up his mind but on the other he just wanted to move on.
The whole mess was driving him insane.
"Alright don't worry about it" Andrew muttered and walked off.
Jackson glanced up at Andrew's retreating back and he had his answer, even though he wanted Oliver, he just couldn't keep waiting.
In the end it was better this way, even if his heart wasn't in it.
"Wait Andrew" he yelled out, jumping over the counter.
Andrew stopped and turned around as Jackson caught up to him.
"If you didn't want to go you could have said so instead of stuffing around" Andrew snapped.
"I have an answer" Jackson explained.
Andrew nodded and folded his arms across his chest.
"And what is it? Do you want to go or not?" Andrew asked.
Jackson ran a hand through his hair and said:
"The answer is yes"
TBC………….
(1) This is the song and lyrics 'when it rains' by Paramore, one of my favorite bands at the mo and felt the song fitted the story.
(2): I wasn't sure what Lilly's mother's name was so I used this one.
A/N:
Whew!
My hand is cramping from that, twenty-one pages.
Well I decided to write a few more then last time to make it up to you guys.
Hopefully you enjoyed the chapter.
There will be a few complaints about what happened to Lilly, but that being said Mitchell is a complete bastard here so nothing is disgusting and wrong to him.
Hope you all hate him more if it's possible.
I read through some of your punishments you would give him, loved em all.
One of my faves was Inuyasha-lover-123's idea.
Bazooka. Good one; loved it and everyone else had great ideas too.
I have another question for you, should Lilly tell someone about what Mitchell has done to her?
It will only get worse from here, but the story is nearing the end and I hope you all haven't been scared away from my story though.
Revenge will be taken on Mitchell soon…
Thank you's to reviewers:
Zanevenom Mitsukiluvschocolate, xNevaxWastexKissesx, Romanticdragon, Inuyashalover123, Synthetic-pilot, iluvdisneychannel, screamoutstef, benjaholic, Emmaretta, mic, pocky, khuss410, Artemis Enzeru, CartoonxZero, Teardropofhope.
Thanks guys, you all rock!!
I hope for a quicker update this time but no promises.
Till then hope this chapter is enough…
See you all again,
KAT
