Title: More Than You'll Ever Know

Summary: All Adam's dad wants is for Adam to make pro-hockey. All Adam ever wanted was a friend. A friend to stick by him. He'd lost one before, and when she comes back, sparks fly, but not for the better.

Main Duck: Adam Banks

Rating: PG-13 for language especially in this chapter and later violence

Time frame: After D2, before and during D3 maybe after D3 if I feel like it and if you give me reviews =p

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews!

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own 'em. I just own Jessica, Ethan, Sally, Jason, and Andrew.

This chapter: Well…you'll see just how bad Zak Hill is.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS RATED R FOR LANGUAGE AND ABUSE IN WHICH YOU WILL FIND OUT AS YOU READ SO BE CAREFUL!

Jessica

            I was so scared. Zak Hill terrified me. As he gripped my arm tighter and tighter, we got deeper and deeper into the campus forest.

            "Zak, what are we going in here for? I thought we were just talking?" I asked him quietly.

            "I have stuff to do," he grunted.

            "Zak?"

            "What do you want bitch?"

            "You're hurting me," I said weakly, wincing at his grip.

            "Too fucking bad."

            "I'm cold," I tried desperately, "Can we go back inside?"

            "No," he pushed me against a tree, "We'll stay right here." I slid into a seat position and Zak pushed me onto my back. He bent down and kissed my forehead, "I missed this, babe."

            "Zak, please. I told you no more, stop," I pleaded. He silenced me with a punch in the stomach. I groaned and he roughly kissed me while he had the chance, hands underneath my shirt. Pulling away, I got really desperate,             "Please…stop…I…" he kissed me hard and I felt blood in my mouth. Zak pulled away for a moment to yank my shirt off of me before I could push him away, punching me again in case I was going to scream.

            I was wearing a cami-tank so there was no bra. I started crying now and Zak slapped me. Biting down hard on my lip, I tried to silence myself. While I was doing this, Zak took the opportunity to yank my pants down and cup his hands around my breast. With hi tongue first, he licked my nipples, then sucked on them. I wanted disparately for someone to come and rescue me. He had unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his boxers by now.

            "Come one, Jess, baby, you're getting' me hard," he whispered roughly. I slapped him, an action I sorely regretted. His eyes flashed dangerously and he slugged me a few times, yanking my underwear down too. I bit back salty tears and a cry as he forced my head down and mouth open. Pushing me, he forcefully made me lick his cock and when he came, it sprayed all over me. I wanted to die right about then. But Zak wasn't done with me yet. He yanked me up and thrust himself within me without warning. I screamed loudly in pain and in horror. In all the times that he'd pushed me to do this, he'd never gone all the way for fear of getting in trouble.

            "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he yelled, thrusting again and again. I felt blood dripping down my legs and someone cleared their throat. Zak looked up in terror to find the Varsity hockey team ready to beat the shit out of him. But I couldn't even smile in happiness because the pain was unbearable and I realized that I was naked. I collapsed to my knees and painfully searched for my shirt, tears pouring down my face. An arm offered a shirt and I accepted gratefully, looking up to see who it was. A shirtless Adam looked down at me, concern evident in his eyes. He sat and wrapped his strong, safe arms around me, pulling the shirt over my head as I crumpled, hysterically crying. Riley was busy with Zak and so were Trey Brown, Nelson Kabine, and Eric Labine. Scooter and Ryan Kart had run to get somebody to help.

            "You have no right to mess with her!" Riley was screaming. Before Zak said anything, Nelson continued.

            "She doesn't deserve it you bastard, nobody does!"

            "If we ever EVER see you near her again…" Eric said with threat in his voice.

            "Let's just say you'd better hope we don't," Trey finished. Zak tried running away, but Riley held him and other's surrounded him.

            "One word and Cole here will give it to you," Riley told him in a menacing undertone. So Zak kept his mouth shut.

            Scooter came running back with a wet towel, gently placing it between my legs. I was still crying and it still hurt and I really wished that I was anyone but myself. I didn't really hear what Dean Buckley had to say when he came to the scene, but Zak was taken away. Nobody said a word for awhile. Adam still had his arms around me, protecting me from everything and I was really grateful.

            "Jess, go back and sleep," Scooter suggested.

            I shook my head and said shakily, "No I want to play against the JV."

            "But--"

            "I'm fine. I was just scared, that's all."  

            "I would be too," Eric agreed. If the situation weren't so serious, I would've laughed.

            "When are you supposed to get…you know…" Cole started uneasily. Adam finished, "your period?"

            "I just finished it two days ago," I told them.

            "Good."          

            "Yeah." We headed back to our dorms to get ready for the game, but I became sleepy and tired and changed my mind about playing. I called Riley to tell him and he didn't object.

            I didn't get much sleep though. I was afraid to close my eyes; afraid that I'd dream about what happened. Another thing was Adam. At that point, the relationship between us was hard to determine. It was clear that he didn't hate me and I didn't hate him. Our "right" kind of wore off and I couldn't even remember why exactly I was mad at him except that it was stupid. Not to mention the part of the fight I did remember was all because I had a crush on Adam. And maybe…I still did. 'If I could only tell him that myself,' I thought.

            Ethan knocked furiously on the door, bringing me out of my thoughts, and when I opened it, he swept me off my feet in the biggest hug I'd ever gotten. Josh (his roommate, remember him?) came in right behind him, hugging me as well.

            "We heard what happened!" Ethan exclaimed sitting on the un-used bed in the room.

            "Where is that bastard? I'm going to get him," Josh said through clenched teeth.

            "He's been taken away. Hole up while I change okay?" I went into the bathroom, taking Adam's shirt off. Adam was that much taller than me that his shirt, going up to his hip on him, went to my thigh. I put it in my basket so I could wash it for him, but not before taking in his smell. Adam smelled really good, like a smell that was like home; I don't know how to explain it. Quickly, I changed and left the bathroom.

            "So how many people know about this?" I asked coming out of the bathroom.

            Josh looked at me, "All athletics students except the JV hockey team. You can count on it that they and the rest of the school will know by 3 PM today."

            "Great…"

            "Are you going to classes today?" Ethan asked me.

            "Of course I am." Ethan looked at me with disbelief and I sighed, "I was raped, but pushed off a cliff. I can still function."

            "If you're sure…"

            "I'm positive." But by the end of the day, I really wished I'd stayed in bed.

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