"I-I." River's voice trailed off. She had been holding everything in for a
while now. She sighed looking to the door as she heard footsteps. Jack
looked to before standing up and walking over to the door. It opened an
inch before Jack pushed it closed again. A hard look on his face. He had
seen that coming, she would come so close to saying something and then
someone would walk in. She wasn't getting away that easy.
"Come on love. Tell Jack what happened to ye." He sat back down next to her after turning the lock on the door; the person had knocked a couple times then seemingly had given up. River took another large sigh of something like relief, looking into the almost black eyes of the pirate in front of her. She started talking. Stuttering at first and then her voice grew stronger as the memory came back to her like a flood.
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"Dustin? Where are we going?" River was all laughs as Dustin entwined his fingers into hers and led her up a weed-ridden sidewalk.
"Its just a little haunted house." He assured. "More than ghost in these old hollow walls." Dustin led her to the back door and look around the dusty floor carefully before bending down and picking up a mat that was concealing an old fashion key. "I knew it was here." He said turning to look into her eyes. He turned back and slipped the key into the doors lock and grinned with satisfaction as the door slid open. He pulled River in laughing and she even gave a laugh, knowing they weren't supposed to be here. Dustin pulled her through the house.
"How often do you come in here?" River laughed as he showed her around a master bedroom on the second floor.
"A lot I guess, it's usually to think though." He turned to her, something coming to life in his eyes. He pushed River against the wall gently at first with kisses. River kissed him back; it wasn't as though they had never kissed after all. Dustin's hand traveled down her side to her hip. River covered it with her own and broke away.
"Dustin, we already talked about this." She started firmly looking into his eyes. She was being truthful. She just wasn't ready; she planed on going to college and getting married before having sex. She had grown up going to church with her grandmother before her grandmother had died that was. It had been her way to spend the whole weekend away from her father who would drink and beat up her mother. On the weekdays it was quite, her dad would work until six and her mom would work nights, so River never really saw her parents and although she was ashamed to admit it, it was nice. She tried hard in school, and work, and now she would be going to a good school.
"River, I'm sick of you deciding when we move to the next base." Dustin spoke up, taking a step back and holding his head in aggravation.
"What's that supposed to mean?" River glared at him. Who was he to decide when she would give it up? "I'm out of here. You're giving me the Wiggins." She started for the door that would lead to the hall way and then down to the first floor and the way out.
"No- Your not." Dustin's grip on her arm stopped her. "Get off me. Dustin its over." He pulled her closer, the grip growing stronger. "Dustin get off!" River looked around for something to hit him with, unluckily the room was empty and the only thing was the dust that was floating around like snowflakes on crack. Dustin breathed heavily onto her neck and his free arm traveled the length of her body. Rivers mind went into overload, and she did what any female in her situation would do. A swift kick to the jewels. Dustin's grip on her arm tightened as his face contorted in pain and he slowly lowered to the ground and onto his knees. River grimaced at the pain in her arm and tried once again to pull his grip off.
"You'll pay for that." He breathed between gasp. River tried to force the small grin of satisfaction from her face. Dustin pulled her down to the ground, her body withering and her screams doing nothing to stop him, just making Dustin have a better time trying to shut her up by forcing her legs still with his own. He held her wrist above her head with one of his hands. By now tears were coming from her eyes, River didn't give up easy though she still tried heavily to twist her body out of his grasp and scream for help, hoping beyond hope that someone out side would hear- Dustin had said the walls were hollow.
"Please, Dustin please get off." Dustin seemed to ponder this before smiling and running his hand under her shirt. The feeling made her shiver and close her eyes. Wanting to be anywhere but here. Hell, home would be better. Dustin kept going though, and she couldn't force her self to disappear and be anywhere else. His hand traveled to his own pants as he unbuckled them and then back to her body and her own shorts she was wearing. His hand resting lazily on her thigh before going to her button and zipper. River started to struggle again, opening her eyes and pleading for him to stop. The night seemed to go on forever, though it could possibly have only been a few minuets. Time was not what River was worried about at the moment. Dustin stood up and walked a couple feet away from her. Fixing his pants and his belt. River curled into a ball, holding her eyes closed and nursing the bruises that were forming bright ebony and a shiny purple on her arms and other places.
"Your no good now are you River? There was no need to wait, your used and no ones going to want you." With that Dustin walked out of the room-leaving River in her own self-pity. She didn't know how long she stayed there; curled in a ball; fear that he would come back haunting her. She finally found the strength to stand up and walk down the stairs clumsily. It was late; she could hear owls and other night creatures prowling. Her father would probably be awake and still drinking, her mother trying to stay out of his way by staying in the kitchen or hiding in her own bedroom. Or over the neighbors house doing things she thought where secret- she had no clue that River knew she would sneak out of the house and have an affair with their new neighbor.
Her father didn't say anything as she limped up the stairs to her bedroom, one of the only things she liked about the room was it had its own bathroom instead of a huge closet. She tried washing the dirt and feeling inside. She thought maybe if she went to sleep and woke up she would find that it was all just a stupid dream. River woke up, but nothing had changed, nothing good had happened. Every night she would have the same night mares, her school work became distant; but it was the end of the year- she didn't have that much anyway and it didn't really affect her; She stopped talking to her real close friends and was only vaguely aware she was letting him win. She now knew, she wasn't princess that would be getting married to the handsome prince at the end of a Disney movie.
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River turned away from Jack when she finished. She couldn't look him in the eyes. That didn't seem to matter to the pirate captain who in turn took her chin in his hand and turned her face gently but firmly to look him in the face. His eyes were different, almost angry.
"Now listen to me love." He started talking. "Your not 'used goods', your still a virgin. Take this in mind, aye? Virginity is a moral, not a physical thing. It can't be stolen but it can be hidden. No one can take it unless you give it to them." Jack stressed the last part to make a point. River averted her eyes and opened her mouth to say something but Jack wasn't finished. "Another thing. You were a fighter, now you'll never forget what happened to you, but you will be able to use it to your advantage. It will make ye stronger for it. Understand?" River nodded her head absently. Jack let go of her chin. "Good. Now that that's done with. You're going to need your sleep. I think I've got an idea as to what you'll be doing for work tomorrow." Jack walked over to the oil lamp that was supplying the light and turned it off by blowing out the wick. When he returned to the bed River was already asleep. Relief from having told someone; leaving her extremely tiered.
A/n: I have got to say that was the hardest chapter I have ever written, holly cows. I'm sorry I haven't updated in forever but I moved and my mom's boyfriends computer- well I can't save my stories on it. So I had to save it on one of my websites and wait until I had my computer up- Which still hasn't happened! I'm just bloody lucky my grandmothers computer has Microsoft word and I could save it here and work with it a bit more! Well please review; to those who answered the pole: thank you much! I only got two pole answers and I went with the tell him one because I think I have the rest of the story thought out- though she doesn't get to marry the handsome prince, a.k.a. Jack Sparrow; it does turn out for the best, hey I'm getting a head of myself here. I'll try and hurry with the next chapter!
"Come on love. Tell Jack what happened to ye." He sat back down next to her after turning the lock on the door; the person had knocked a couple times then seemingly had given up. River took another large sigh of something like relief, looking into the almost black eyes of the pirate in front of her. She started talking. Stuttering at first and then her voice grew stronger as the memory came back to her like a flood.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Dustin? Where are we going?" River was all laughs as Dustin entwined his fingers into hers and led her up a weed-ridden sidewalk.
"Its just a little haunted house." He assured. "More than ghost in these old hollow walls." Dustin led her to the back door and look around the dusty floor carefully before bending down and picking up a mat that was concealing an old fashion key. "I knew it was here." He said turning to look into her eyes. He turned back and slipped the key into the doors lock and grinned with satisfaction as the door slid open. He pulled River in laughing and she even gave a laugh, knowing they weren't supposed to be here. Dustin pulled her through the house.
"How often do you come in here?" River laughed as he showed her around a master bedroom on the second floor.
"A lot I guess, it's usually to think though." He turned to her, something coming to life in his eyes. He pushed River against the wall gently at first with kisses. River kissed him back; it wasn't as though they had never kissed after all. Dustin's hand traveled down her side to her hip. River covered it with her own and broke away.
"Dustin, we already talked about this." She started firmly looking into his eyes. She was being truthful. She just wasn't ready; she planed on going to college and getting married before having sex. She had grown up going to church with her grandmother before her grandmother had died that was. It had been her way to spend the whole weekend away from her father who would drink and beat up her mother. On the weekdays it was quite, her dad would work until six and her mom would work nights, so River never really saw her parents and although she was ashamed to admit it, it was nice. She tried hard in school, and work, and now she would be going to a good school.
"River, I'm sick of you deciding when we move to the next base." Dustin spoke up, taking a step back and holding his head in aggravation.
"What's that supposed to mean?" River glared at him. Who was he to decide when she would give it up? "I'm out of here. You're giving me the Wiggins." She started for the door that would lead to the hall way and then down to the first floor and the way out.
"No- Your not." Dustin's grip on her arm stopped her. "Get off me. Dustin its over." He pulled her closer, the grip growing stronger. "Dustin get off!" River looked around for something to hit him with, unluckily the room was empty and the only thing was the dust that was floating around like snowflakes on crack. Dustin breathed heavily onto her neck and his free arm traveled the length of her body. Rivers mind went into overload, and she did what any female in her situation would do. A swift kick to the jewels. Dustin's grip on her arm tightened as his face contorted in pain and he slowly lowered to the ground and onto his knees. River grimaced at the pain in her arm and tried once again to pull his grip off.
"You'll pay for that." He breathed between gasp. River tried to force the small grin of satisfaction from her face. Dustin pulled her down to the ground, her body withering and her screams doing nothing to stop him, just making Dustin have a better time trying to shut her up by forcing her legs still with his own. He held her wrist above her head with one of his hands. By now tears were coming from her eyes, River didn't give up easy though she still tried heavily to twist her body out of his grasp and scream for help, hoping beyond hope that someone out side would hear- Dustin had said the walls were hollow.
"Please, Dustin please get off." Dustin seemed to ponder this before smiling and running his hand under her shirt. The feeling made her shiver and close her eyes. Wanting to be anywhere but here. Hell, home would be better. Dustin kept going though, and she couldn't force her self to disappear and be anywhere else. His hand traveled to his own pants as he unbuckled them and then back to her body and her own shorts she was wearing. His hand resting lazily on her thigh before going to her button and zipper. River started to struggle again, opening her eyes and pleading for him to stop. The night seemed to go on forever, though it could possibly have only been a few minuets. Time was not what River was worried about at the moment. Dustin stood up and walked a couple feet away from her. Fixing his pants and his belt. River curled into a ball, holding her eyes closed and nursing the bruises that were forming bright ebony and a shiny purple on her arms and other places.
"Your no good now are you River? There was no need to wait, your used and no ones going to want you." With that Dustin walked out of the room-leaving River in her own self-pity. She didn't know how long she stayed there; curled in a ball; fear that he would come back haunting her. She finally found the strength to stand up and walk down the stairs clumsily. It was late; she could hear owls and other night creatures prowling. Her father would probably be awake and still drinking, her mother trying to stay out of his way by staying in the kitchen or hiding in her own bedroom. Or over the neighbors house doing things she thought where secret- she had no clue that River knew she would sneak out of the house and have an affair with their new neighbor.
Her father didn't say anything as she limped up the stairs to her bedroom, one of the only things she liked about the room was it had its own bathroom instead of a huge closet. She tried washing the dirt and feeling inside. She thought maybe if she went to sleep and woke up she would find that it was all just a stupid dream. River woke up, but nothing had changed, nothing good had happened. Every night she would have the same night mares, her school work became distant; but it was the end of the year- she didn't have that much anyway and it didn't really affect her; She stopped talking to her real close friends and was only vaguely aware she was letting him win. She now knew, she wasn't princess that would be getting married to the handsome prince at the end of a Disney movie.
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River turned away from Jack when she finished. She couldn't look him in the eyes. That didn't seem to matter to the pirate captain who in turn took her chin in his hand and turned her face gently but firmly to look him in the face. His eyes were different, almost angry.
"Now listen to me love." He started talking. "Your not 'used goods', your still a virgin. Take this in mind, aye? Virginity is a moral, not a physical thing. It can't be stolen but it can be hidden. No one can take it unless you give it to them." Jack stressed the last part to make a point. River averted her eyes and opened her mouth to say something but Jack wasn't finished. "Another thing. You were a fighter, now you'll never forget what happened to you, but you will be able to use it to your advantage. It will make ye stronger for it. Understand?" River nodded her head absently. Jack let go of her chin. "Good. Now that that's done with. You're going to need your sleep. I think I've got an idea as to what you'll be doing for work tomorrow." Jack walked over to the oil lamp that was supplying the light and turned it off by blowing out the wick. When he returned to the bed River was already asleep. Relief from having told someone; leaving her extremely tiered.
A/n: I have got to say that was the hardest chapter I have ever written, holly cows. I'm sorry I haven't updated in forever but I moved and my mom's boyfriends computer- well I can't save my stories on it. So I had to save it on one of my websites and wait until I had my computer up- Which still hasn't happened! I'm just bloody lucky my grandmothers computer has Microsoft word and I could save it here and work with it a bit more! Well please review; to those who answered the pole: thank you much! I only got two pole answers and I went with the tell him one because I think I have the rest of the story thought out- though she doesn't get to marry the handsome prince, a.k.a. Jack Sparrow; it does turn out for the best, hey I'm getting a head of myself here. I'll try and hurry with the next chapter!