Disclaimer: I do not own 'Hate That I Love You,' by Rihanna.

Chapter Ten-Hate That I Love You

But I hate it...
You know exactly how to touch,
So that I don't want to fuss... and fight no more.
Said I despise that I adore you.
And I hate how much I love you boy,
I can't stand how much I need you.

"You look really nice tonight," James complemented as we sat across from each other.

The restaurant wasn't fancy by any means, but it wasn't run-down either.

"Thanks," I bit my lip, a little nervous to be on such a private date.

It made me feel a bit grown up, to be honest.

I half expected things to be a little awkward, but the conversation was relaxed and free between us.

I was really beginning to like James. He was easy to talk to and made me laugh. He was also very mature for his age, living on his own and paying the bills and whatnot.

"So, do you like kids?" James asked me as our food arrived.

I tried not to order anything too expensive, since I knew he lived on this side of town.

"Um, yeah. Sure I do. Why?"

His question caught me a little off guard.

"I don't know it's just something that's important to me." He quietly spoke digging into his food.

I just smiled and shrugged it off.

After dinner, we drove to Bucks.

It was Saturday night, so the party was more crowded than usual.

The body heat alone in the place was enough to warm a small house in the dead of winter.

We spent the first little while talking to everyone we knew.

James introduced me to a few of his friends and we drank and laughed with them.

Then came the dancing. Not surprisingly, James was a real good dancer.

I hadn't been drinking too much, so by the time we decided to head home I was only slightly tipsy.

We were just about to leave when I heard someone screaming James' name over the noise.

James wheeled around, searching for the voice.

"James!" She called again, I found myself peering through the crowd as well, trying to find her.

James let out a small, frustrated, sigh and turned towards me.

"Stace, I have to go talk to someone, okay? Just wait here; I'll only be a minute." He yelled over the music.

I nodded in response and took a seat on a bar stool.

I watched him approach a small girl. Her brown hair was messy and she didn't look dressed for a party. Her stance showed she was obviously upset about something.

As soon as James was in listening distance, she started yelling frantically at him

I couldn't hear her over all the noise, but whatever her problem was it sounded like it was his fault.

I wondered for a moment if maybe she was his girlfriend or something, and I had been-once again-helping some scumbag cheat. But James isn't like that, he can't be.

"Haven't seen you in a while." Someone spoke from behind me.

I didn't want to turn around, to see him again. But he would think I'm a coward if I don't. Besides, I shouldn't be the one avoiding him, he should be avoiding me.

"Get lost." I voiced angrily.

"No," he refused.

I whipped around to face him, filled with anger. "You are scum, Dally. Didn't you get that before? I don't want anything to do with you!" I snapped at him.

He didn't give me any snarky comeback. He just stepped in close and kissed me-hard. I felt the world spin the way it always did when he kissed me, the rush tingle through me.

I had to fight that, though. Couldn't give in to him. I pushed hard on his chest, but instead of pushing him away, I only managed to knock myself backwards and off my stool.

The few people who saw let out loud laughs and I could feel my face heat up.

Looking back to where James had been, I was relieved to see he hadn't noticed me and was still having a heated argument with the frail-looking girl.

I jumped back up onto my feet and glared at Dally. His amused smirk made me want to hit him.

"Awe, don't tell me you don't miss me, toots." Dally teased, making my face redder.

"No! Actually, I don't. I've moved on." I sneered.

"With that little James kid? Ha! He's just a rebound," he said, leaning against the bar.

"He's not. He's more than you'll ever be."

That got under his skin. I could see the anger flash behind his eyes as he stared at me.

"You're lying," he called my bluff.

I ground my teeth together, trying not to scream out at him and attract more attention. Glancing back to where James had been, he was gone.

I was suddenly worried that he had gone off with that girl, but shook myself. I'm just being paranoid. Thanks to Dallas, who knows if I'll ever completely trust a guy again.

"You know what? You aren't even worth my time." I said, turning to leave.

I'm not going to stand here and let him aggravate me.

"How often do you think about me while you're with him?" Dally asked the back of my head, his voice uncaring.

I huffed loudly and spun back around, my hands shaking with rage. "I don't!" I lied. "I, unlike you, am not disgusting! There aren't even enough words to describe how awful you are! You're a no-good, worthless hood!" I shouted, not caring anymore who saw.

"But you don't mind," he said cockily, acting as though he knew the effect he had on me.

I had tried so hard to hide the fact that I cared about him at all because he didn't care about me. But he knew I was nothing like him.

"You're an arrogant son of a bitch!"

I just wanted him to get angry again. I had to get to him the way he got to me.

"I don't know what I ever saw in you!"

His unchanging expression angered me even more.

"James is more my type anyways," I added.

The flick of anger in his eyes made the corners of my mouth turn up a little.

I found something that made him angry.

"He's better than you, just so you know," I lied calmly.

A muscle in his jaw twitched as he glared with hatred.

I didn't stop though, I was getting to him. "Better in every way," I told him with an evil smile.

He didn't know we had only kissed, and I was prepared to use that against him.

"Whore," he seethed. "One week and you're already in bed with some other guy? Thought you said you were different," he threw my words back at me.

"Thought you never believed me," I hissed back at him. "I thought I was always just some other whore? You certainly treated me like one."

"I didn't do shit to you!"

"Ha! How about cheat on me? Snap at me for the simplest things?" I stepped towards him. My voice had turned frantic as I couldn't understand how he thinks he didn't do anything to me. "You hurt me, Dally! You used me!"

His face had taken that cold stare, the one that showed he didn't care. The same look he had the night I saw him kiss Angela Shepard. My eyes felt watery, remembering the pain of that night.

"I hate you." My voice came out quieter than I wanted it, but the words were filled with venom.

I didn't think he heard me at first, but his eyes narrowed and I knew he did.

I didn't know if I were lying or not; saying something hurtful just to hurt him or if I actually meant it.

I hated the way he hurt me, the way he played with me.

I hated even more the way my heart fluttered whenever he touched me.

I hated the way I couldn't hate him.

"Join the club." He replied coolly.

I spun around, feeling a tear roll down my cheek. Why do I convince myself that he cares? Why do I think it'll matter if I tell him I hate him?

Storming out of the party, it all felt too much like déjà vu. It was the same as when I caught him cheating a week ago. Crying and pushing through the crowd, I felt suddenly as if I were back at that night.

Dally will never change. It'll always be painful with him.

The wind hit my face and I took a deep breath, calming myself. As I walked home, I suddenly wondered what had happened to James. It would be just my luck if he were off with that girl.

Felling empty, I walked down the deserted street, all alone wrapped deep in my own thoughts untouched with the rest of the world.

Suddenly a loud honk made me jump.

Looking back, all I could see were the bright headlights that blinded me.

"Hey baby!"

"Look at this greasy girl!"

"What you doin' walkin' all alone?"

A series of catcalls and whistles screamed towards me. I took a quick step back, knowing I was in danger. Steve had warned me about socs.

"Hey, where you going, girly?" A loud guy shouted as the car yanked forwards, cutting off the sidewalk I was walking on.

I turned quickly and tried to run, but strong arms were around me before I could get anywhere.

I screamed and shouted as loudly as I could, begging for someone to come help me.

The strong arms around me shifted as I tried to wiggle against him.

The one holding me threw me to the ground and pinned me before I could move.

"Feisty, huh?" He asked, only a little out of breath.

I was still shouting at the top of my lungs when he punched me hard in the face.

I my whole right side was immediately numbed as I quickly tried to shield myself.

Suddenly a cold chill of metal ran across my shivering skin.

I knew that touch, the feel of that metal when it touches your skin.

My mouth clamped itself shut as the blade pressed against my cold white skin sending chill bumps down my spine.

"That's a good girl, you just stay quiet now. We just want a good time," the guy on top of me said, smiling evilly.

The small whimper that escaped my throat was unrecognizable to me. It couldn't have been my voice.

Every inch of my body was shaking.

I didn't know if it was from the cold wind or simply the fact that I had a blade pressed to my throat.

I clamed my body as I tried ever-so-carefully, not to move. There was no telling what these people would do to me if I even thought about it.

Looking past the guy holding me down, I saw that there were only two other guys as his accomplishes.

One kneeled near me, holding to knife to my neck, while the other stood a few feet back and watched in amusement as if a show was being displayed for him.

The small alleyway they had me locked in was dark and cool. You could vaguely hear the sound of stray cats hissing in the distance. No one was around to hear the screams I dared not to scream. No one was around to save me.

The sound of cars came from the street just a few feet away. It seemed so far away from my reach.

I hadn't noticed through my struggling that we were moving.

The one on top of me was heavy, his weight on my stomach while his hands pinned down my arms. There was no possible way I could move.

"Now, you just stay still, or my buddy here will cut you." He warned calmly, still smiling.

I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to block him out, pretend I was somewhere else.

"No, no, none of that."

The blade pressed into me a little causing me to let out a loud yelp.

"Keep your eyes open," the guy on top of me demanded.

I opened my eyes reluctantly, biting my lip to keep from crying.

How are you supposed to get out of this?

I refrained from letting tears fall. I would not let these basters know they got to me.

My attempts were failed as small tiny tears slowly made their way down my check.

I couldn't fight back anymore.

The evil son-of-a-bitch, moved his hands off my arms, and slid them downwards until he was cupping my breasts.

I had the urge to push him off, to fight them as hard as I could. But I knew if I moved I would more than likely end up dead.

I wanted to groan, I wanted to scream at the tips of my lungs, but my mouth remained closed as I endured the suffering that was going to come.

His hands grabbed at the top of my dark blue blouse, pulling it open.

I could hear the buttons pooping off and cringed at the sound.

"Please, don't," my voice was weak and shaky.

His evil smile grew as he ignored me.

I realized then that was probably what he wanted to hear-me begging for him to stop.

I clamped my mouth shut, not willing to plead again.

He was sick, truly sick.

His hand traveled to my waist, tugging on my skirt.

I whimpered again, against my will.

As if with a blink of an eye, all was quiet; too quiet.

A loud thump and groan caught my attention as me and the two guys closest to me turned towards the noise.

There lay the third guy knocked out cold on the ground.

Above him stood Dally, a gun aimed at the guy on top of me toward his head.

All was still as we all looked on to the hero who had just rescued his damsel in distress.

Author's Note:

So sorry it took so long to update! I've been crazy busy! Anyways, thank you, as always, to my beta TaylorPaige24. Thanks also again to all my reviewers, you guys are the best! So the next one shouldn't take as long to update, it'll be done soon. Review please! :)