"Warner, please!" Vivian cried as he roughly pushed her into his room. "I just told you I'm breaking up with you!"
Warner shook his head. "The hell you are. You can't embarrass my family like this."
"I'm not thinking about your family. You'll find a better girlfriend, one who cares about you more."
He narrowed his eyes and shut the door. "You're not going anywhere."
"Warner... what are you doing?" Vivian took a step back. "Why did you close the door? Why won't you let me leave?"
"Because you are going to be mine." Warner grinned and suddenly shoved her onto the bed, ripping off her skirt.
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
"Making you mine." He licked his lips, looking at her thighs, and Vivian's face paled as she realized what he meant.
"No... oh, please, no..." Vivian drew back into the corner as Warner locked the door, removing his pants.
"Callahan will be here soon," he laughed. "But until then, you're going to be mine alone."
"Please don't!" She sniffled. Vivian knew she'd be unable to struggle, as Warner was much bigger and stronger than her, but she wanted to anyway. His speed was almost unmatched as he lunged at her, pinning the girl down.
"No, no, no!"
"Stop it, Kensington. You're mine now."
Vivian screamed as he ripped off her underwear, attempting to force his way into her, but she was smaller than he'd thought and she began to bleed. Her screams echoed through the room as he violated her and she sobbed in agony. "Warner, s-stop!"
"Hey, Warner!" Someone knocked on the door. "It's me!"
"Come in, Callahan!" he exclaimed. "You have a key."
"Help me, help me!" Vivian wailed as the professor locked the door behind him. Warner thrusted harder and she threw her head back.
"Oh, I'm not here to help you." He grinned. "I'm here to take that pretty ass of yours."
What? She paled. No, this can't be! Oh, if only I could contact Elle...
Vivian's mouth opened in a soundless shriek as Callahan hoisted her up and pushed into her bottom, lifting her legs so he could penetrate her easily. Tears streamed from her eyes as she tried to lash out, but Warner pinned down her arms.
"Hello?" Another knock sounded on the door. "Is everything okay in there?"
It's Elle! Maybe she can help me... but I also don't want her to see or touch me.
"Everything is fine!" Warner exclaimed, covering Vivian's mouth with one hand. "I'm just rearranging some things and a shelf fell."
"Why is the door locked?"
"I'm naked since it's so hot in here and I didn't want anyone walking in on me."
In a panic, Vivian bit into his hand and when he recoiled it back, she wailed as loud as she possibly could. "Elle, help me! It hurts, it hurts!"
"What are you doing to my friend?!" Elle barked, banging on the door furiously. "Stop hurting her!"
"You're lucky I release easily," Warner purred into Vivian's ear. "I could make you pregnant for all you know."
"NOOOOO!" she howled. "Please don't, don't!"
"Once I give you a baby, you'll have to marry me so you don't shame your own family."
"Please..." Vivian's eyes half-closed, the blood that pooled beneath her thighs shining in a scarlet puddle.
Seconds later, Elle burst in, able to unlock the door using a bobby pin from her hair. Instantly, she was in shock as she saw the assault and how dangerously close her best friend was to bleeding out.
"What the hell are you doing?!" she roared. "You're going to kill her!"
"So what?" Callahan shrugged. "She wasn't much use to us anyway."
Vivian let out a soft groan as both of them released inside her, all energy to fight gone. Even when they pulled out, all Elle could think about was saving her friend. She ran to her side, cooing gently. "Hey, hey, I'm here now. I'm here."
"D-don't touch me," Vivian croaked, curling up into a ball.
"Why not? You're going to be dead if I don't!"
"Better dead than how you might think of me..." Vivian's eyes rolled back in her head and she passed out.
"No! VIVIAN!"
To be continued...