K.K.L: AAAAAAAAKKKKKK!!!!! I am SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO sorry that I haven't
updated in so long! I was in Hawaii on vacation! Anyway, Ok ok, I know that
you guys just wanna see Lance be all nice after that but then it wouldn't
be a kietro! So if you prefer Lancitty I suggest you don't read anymore.
But if you like Kietro please read on^.^ I'm so mean! Anyway please R&R and
enjoy!
Chapter 4
Kitty sat in her history class her chin lazily resting in her hand. She had forgiven Lance and so far nothing had gone wrong. She was going to see him today after school but she was a bit frightened. Would it be as bad as it had before, or would things go smoothly? She heard a sudden high pitched giggle from behind her and turned to see Pietro whispering into Elizabeth Pritchett's ear. She rolled her eyes and turned around.
"Oh Petey! I am so like looking forward to our like date tonight!" she squealed. Kitty almost gagged. Wait, so Pietro wouldn't be there? This made Kitty worry a little bit. What if something DID happen and it got out of hand? No one would be there to stop him. Kitty gulped down the lump forming in her throat. She would just have to trust Lance. There was another high pitched giggle and a growl form the teacher.
"THAT'S IT!!!! EVERYONE FIVE MINUTES AFTER CLASS!!!" Mrs. Smith shouted. Everyone went silent and glared at Liz. She just made a snotty face and turned away. Kitty groaned inwardly. Now she'd be late. Again. And Lance would probably get angry and do something drastic.
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Five minutes passed excruciatingly slow for Kitty and as soon as everyone had flooded out of the class room Kitty had rushed quickly out as well. She was hurrying down and empty hallway and turned a corner when she suddenly ran into something firm and fell backwards onto the ground. Her trail of vision steadily rose up the tattered jeans, black under shirt and brown vest and finally rested on the now soft pair of brown eyes of Lance Alvers. She quickly rose to her feet.
"Like I'm so sorry La-" she was cut of by two soft hands gently grasping her arms and pressing her softly against the row of lockers. She was staring up at him with timid and frightened sapphire eyes. He cracked a small smile and gently pressed his lips to hers. Her eyes snapped shut and her arms that were lying limply at her sides before somehow entangled themselves around his neck. He was being so gentle . . . so kind . . . so tender and Kitty could fell an overwhelming urge to stay in his arms forever. But soon Lance broke the kiss, smiling down at her with gentle brown eyes.
"Kitty," he whispered softly, "I'm sorry. Are we still on for tonight?" Kitty smiled.
"Yeah," she said breathlessly. Lance smiled and walked away down the hall. Kitty smiled stupidly after him and practically skipped down the hall. She turned the corner into the hall where her locker was but stopped abruptly, her stomach clenching. Right in front of HER locker of all places were Pietro and Liz playing tonsil hockey. She growled and stomped up to her locker. She stood there for a second, tapping her foot until Pietro suddenly looked up.
"Can I help you Pryde?" he snapped. Kitty's eyes narrowed.
"Yes," she growled, "I'd LIKE to get to MY locker, IF YOU DON"T MIND!!!" Pietro smiled sheepishly and they both stepped aside. She wrenched open her locker, letting the door slam against the one beside it and threw her books into it. She threw one last dirty look at Pietro and slammed the locker shut, stomping down the hall.
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Kitty was wringing her hands uncontrollably as she sat in Scott's car. Apparently Scott noticed it too.
"Kitty is there something wrong?" he asked, eyeing her concernedly. She looked at him warily.
"Scott I'm fine," she said simply then went back to staring out the window. Scott sighed and stopped outside the Brotherhood Boarding House.
"Kitty, you know you can tell me-" before Scott could finish his sentence Kitty had slammed the door behind her. Scott sighed in defeat and drove away. Kitty walked cautiously up to the door and knocked softly. There was a loud thumping noise and the door swung open. Lance grasped Kitty's arm tightly and wrenched her roughly inside the house. She looked up at him fearfully and her eyes met with his blood-shot brown eyes. She could feel the tears well in her eyes. What was he going to do now? He drug her up the stairs and into his room. He flung her onto the bed and she quickly gained her composure and pulled her self up into a sitting position.
"Lance!" she gasped, "what are you doing?!" His eyes were blazing with anger and tequila and she could almost feel her heart burst through her chest. He suddenly dove on her and forcefully pinned her down by the arms. She could smell the alcohol in his breath and she almost gagged. ~~How much did he drink!? I'd give anything for Pietro right now!~~ Before Kitty knew what was happening Lance had literally torn her shirt off of her body. She screamed and covered her chest.
"LANCE!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!!!" she shouted, a small tear slipping out of her eye. He grinned maniacally and violently licked it away. Suddenly it hit her.
Rape.
So? What did you think? I already warned you about the rape in the summary and once before in the previous chapter. Now, I'll warn you once more. The next chapter will have rape in it! Of course it will be mild rape because I am NOT into gross lemony crap. No going into detail about disturbing and just plain nasty subjects! Well Please R&R and I am SO sorry about not updating sooner.
~K.K.L~
Chapter 4
Kitty sat in her history class her chin lazily resting in her hand. She had forgiven Lance and so far nothing had gone wrong. She was going to see him today after school but she was a bit frightened. Would it be as bad as it had before, or would things go smoothly? She heard a sudden high pitched giggle from behind her and turned to see Pietro whispering into Elizabeth Pritchett's ear. She rolled her eyes and turned around.
"Oh Petey! I am so like looking forward to our like date tonight!" she squealed. Kitty almost gagged. Wait, so Pietro wouldn't be there? This made Kitty worry a little bit. What if something DID happen and it got out of hand? No one would be there to stop him. Kitty gulped down the lump forming in her throat. She would just have to trust Lance. There was another high pitched giggle and a growl form the teacher.
"THAT'S IT!!!! EVERYONE FIVE MINUTES AFTER CLASS!!!" Mrs. Smith shouted. Everyone went silent and glared at Liz. She just made a snotty face and turned away. Kitty groaned inwardly. Now she'd be late. Again. And Lance would probably get angry and do something drastic.
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Five minutes passed excruciatingly slow for Kitty and as soon as everyone had flooded out of the class room Kitty had rushed quickly out as well. She was hurrying down and empty hallway and turned a corner when she suddenly ran into something firm and fell backwards onto the ground. Her trail of vision steadily rose up the tattered jeans, black under shirt and brown vest and finally rested on the now soft pair of brown eyes of Lance Alvers. She quickly rose to her feet.
"Like I'm so sorry La-" she was cut of by two soft hands gently grasping her arms and pressing her softly against the row of lockers. She was staring up at him with timid and frightened sapphire eyes. He cracked a small smile and gently pressed his lips to hers. Her eyes snapped shut and her arms that were lying limply at her sides before somehow entangled themselves around his neck. He was being so gentle . . . so kind . . . so tender and Kitty could fell an overwhelming urge to stay in his arms forever. But soon Lance broke the kiss, smiling down at her with gentle brown eyes.
"Kitty," he whispered softly, "I'm sorry. Are we still on for tonight?" Kitty smiled.
"Yeah," she said breathlessly. Lance smiled and walked away down the hall. Kitty smiled stupidly after him and practically skipped down the hall. She turned the corner into the hall where her locker was but stopped abruptly, her stomach clenching. Right in front of HER locker of all places were Pietro and Liz playing tonsil hockey. She growled and stomped up to her locker. She stood there for a second, tapping her foot until Pietro suddenly looked up.
"Can I help you Pryde?" he snapped. Kitty's eyes narrowed.
"Yes," she growled, "I'd LIKE to get to MY locker, IF YOU DON"T MIND!!!" Pietro smiled sheepishly and they both stepped aside. She wrenched open her locker, letting the door slam against the one beside it and threw her books into it. She threw one last dirty look at Pietro and slammed the locker shut, stomping down the hall.
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Kitty was wringing her hands uncontrollably as she sat in Scott's car. Apparently Scott noticed it too.
"Kitty is there something wrong?" he asked, eyeing her concernedly. She looked at him warily.
"Scott I'm fine," she said simply then went back to staring out the window. Scott sighed and stopped outside the Brotherhood Boarding House.
"Kitty, you know you can tell me-" before Scott could finish his sentence Kitty had slammed the door behind her. Scott sighed in defeat and drove away. Kitty walked cautiously up to the door and knocked softly. There was a loud thumping noise and the door swung open. Lance grasped Kitty's arm tightly and wrenched her roughly inside the house. She looked up at him fearfully and her eyes met with his blood-shot brown eyes. She could feel the tears well in her eyes. What was he going to do now? He drug her up the stairs and into his room. He flung her onto the bed and she quickly gained her composure and pulled her self up into a sitting position.
"Lance!" she gasped, "what are you doing?!" His eyes were blazing with anger and tequila and she could almost feel her heart burst through her chest. He suddenly dove on her and forcefully pinned her down by the arms. She could smell the alcohol in his breath and she almost gagged. ~~How much did he drink!? I'd give anything for Pietro right now!~~ Before Kitty knew what was happening Lance had literally torn her shirt off of her body. She screamed and covered her chest.
"LANCE!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!!!" she shouted, a small tear slipping out of her eye. He grinned maniacally and violently licked it away. Suddenly it hit her.
Rape.
So? What did you think? I already warned you about the rape in the summary and once before in the previous chapter. Now, I'll warn you once more. The next chapter will have rape in it! Of course it will be mild rape because I am NOT into gross lemony crap. No going into detail about disturbing and just plain nasty subjects! Well Please R&R and I am SO sorry about not updating sooner.
~K.K.L~