I know I Have A Less Nice Idea of who Trey is then the show but it fits my story Better! So anyone sensitive should just skip this chapter. I started writing thinking something else and this came out! Feeling no need to censor myself this is what I have for you! Seriously skip this if you're easily upset I don't want anyone to be hurt.
Marissa was nervous she could sense the friction. Trey walked passed Ryan to Marissa. He circled her and Ryan watched pensively. Trey leered in a way Marissa had never been the subject of before. Sure she had seen the looks some of the old men gave her when she was at the beach in her bikini but it was nothing like this. There was a penetrating, menacing slimy feel to Trey's eyes that made Marissa's back stiffen and her eyes moisten.
Ryan saw Marissa's reaction to Trey and grew more and more nervous. "Trey" Ryan said trying to get his brothers attention back.
"You always did have good taste in ass." Trey said coming to stand behind Marissa. Trey knew what he was doing placing this thing Ryan so desperately wanted him to ignore between the two of them. He knew how to keep his brother under his control.
Ryan prayed Trey would move. He could see Trey over Marissa's shoulder but he could also see Marissa's face. Her face that had cringed when Trey had mentioned Ryan's taste in ass now stood closed and hoping Ryan would make things all better. Ryan didn't want to have to see her reaction to anything that was about to transpire he hadn't wanted her to be a witness to this family reunion in the first place.
"Trey don't." Ryan said with tenseness in his voice that scared Marissa. Marissa had seen him deal with so much, his drunken mother, Caleb, her evil mother, Luke but never had he been as on edge or tense, as he seemed to be right now. It made her even more nervous that Ryan didn't think her fear was unreasonable.
"Touchy about this one huh? What you don't want to share?" Trey slurred taking his hand and brushing Marissa's hair off her back and onto her right shoulder, giving Trey a better view of his brother over the left one.
Marissa's face puckered when Trey touched her and her mind screamed out questions when what he said finally reached her. What had Ryan and Trey shared? Who? But all that was pushed from her mind when Ryan stepped into her gripping her around her waist and pulling her to his side. She clung to him, trying to get rid of the feeling of Trey's breath on her neck. She turned her face away from Trey and buried it in Ryan's shoulder trying to get herself together.
Ryan's face was merely a foot from Trey's as they starred at each other. Ryan's eyes flashed red as his love for Marissa pushed to the forefront of his mind. Trey was not going to lay another hand on Marissa as long as he was there to stop him.
Trey took another step forward and gripped Marissa's ass painfully. Trey's hand on Marissa's ass had a bruisingly strong grip and it caused Marissa to scream and grip Ryan's more tightly trying to pull away from Trey.
Ryan swung around making Trey loose his hold on Marissa and using his momentum pushed Marissa out of the way and came back around and punched Trey hard in the face.
Marissa flew from Ryan landing with a small thud on the ground a few feet away from the two boys that were now in an outright brawl. She sat there stunned and afraid. The two boys were just a few feet away from her Ryan throwing punches and Trey blocking and retaliating.
Trey gained the upper hand quickly and slammed Ryan into the wall. Trey squeezed Ryan's throat and slammed his head into the wall repeatedly. Ryan couldn't breath and couldn't think, all he knew was that Marissa was only a few feet away and in more danger then he was.
Drawing the last of his strength Ryan brought a knee up hard and connected with Trey's groin. Trey doubled over instantly gagging and laid in the fetal position on the floor. Ryan ran over to Marissa and fell next to her on the floor. He grabbed her by the shoulders and straightened her out looking her over making sure she was okay.
Marissa was crying and shaking. She was so scared. She had never seen a fight like this. She had never been threatened like this. Sure she had had unwanted hands on her before, and Luke had gotten into more than his share of fights and so had Ryan but it all seemed mild now. There was a seriousness in this room that had never existed for Marissa before. She stared at Ryan who was on the brink of tears and stopped shaking.
"You were right." She whispered.
Ryan embraced her for a second then pulled them both up. He decided then that he loved her and he had almost gotten her hurt today and he would never forget that. He was so thankful she was okay and also would never forget that.
He saw Marissa's eyes widen then he saw nothing.
Marissa saw Trey sanding behind Ryan to late. Before she could open her mouth Trey's slammed the half-empty bottle of whatever he had been drinking down on Ryan's head. Ryan passed out immediately, collapsing against Marissa dragging her down to the ground with his limp body.
Trembling from beneath Ryan's dead weight Marissa looked up at Trey. He had a carnal rage in his eyes that was only slightly dimmed by the cloud of his intoxication. Puke and blood stained his shirt. She felt a warm sticky liquid drip onto her from Ryan's head and became only to aware of the fact that Ryan was out and was not coming back to save her.
Trey threw the rest of the bottle that he held against the wall. The noise of shattering glass satisfying to him, but startling to Marissa. Trey kicked Ryan once in the side connecting with Marissa's hip as well. The kick was strong enough to push Ryan's unconscious form off of Marissa and roll her onto her side all at the same time. He swung his leg back on more time and connected again with Marissa this time in her back causing her to straighten out and come to rest on her back in an attempt to protect it.
Trey walked out of the room then. Marissa sat up and crawled over to Ryan, shaking him. She tried to get him to wake up but he wasn't moving. She couldn't really see his face with him laying on his stomach the way he was and she was worried about him. She checked the back of his head and saw that blood was flowing freely from the wound. She didn't know what to do his hair was stained dark red almost black and starting to get matted. That's when Trey came back into the room.
She looked over at Trey who was holding a newly emptied bottle of Gin. Marissa who was kneeling turned around to face Trey. He shook his head as he walked towards her "Did I tell you to move. I don't remember telling you to move." Trey punctuated his last remark by kicking Marissa in the face.
Marissa snapped back and landed on Ryan. Trey Quickly knelt over Marissa and punched her in the face twice. Marissa was crying hysterically and holding her mouth. She could taste the blood from her split lip and from where she had bit her tongue when Trey kicked her. Trey was straddling her and ripped open Marissa's shirt.
Screaming for help and thrashing around Marissa prayed Ryan would wake up. But Ryan was out and she couldn't count on him. She had to protect herself. She started to struggle with Trey and Trey quickly got sick of her. He grabbed her by the throat and hauled her up against the wall. She started to kick her legs and felt one of them connect with Ryan's head.
She felt her foot connect with Ryan's head and stopped struggling. She didn't want to hurt Ryan anymore then he was already hurt. Trey used her sudden compliance to relax his hands enough to pull at her already short skirt. He pulled it up and bunched it around her waist. He looked down at her then and saw her body. All that covered her was her small pink panties and matching bra.
"I was in prison for six months." Trey mumbled "before that I hadn't gotten a piece of ass for a good three or four months. This is the longest I've gone without a piece of-" Trey didn't finish his sentence instead he used is hand to show her exactly what he had gone almost a year without.
Marissa squirmed and cried from the intense pain that Trey was causing her. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. She could feel Trey's hand, she could feel him panting next into her neck. She couldn't move. He had her by the throat and had her pinned against the wall with his weight, she was stuck and wanted nothing more than to crawl out of her own skin.
"Fuck" Trey screamed and punched her without warning in the stomach. Marissa slid down the wall and wrapped herself up in a ball. She didn't dare move or look up and Trey continued to scream and swear.
Trey punched the wall several times opening up his knuckles. He then turned around and kicked Ryan in the ribs over and over again. "Fuck you!" He screamed. He brought his leg up and slammed his foot down on Ryan's knee. "And Fuck your fucking Knee."
That was when it dawned on Marissa. Trey was more hurt than she had thought. Ryan had hurt him more than she had thought with that kick. Trey couldn't get an erection. The thoughts of what Trey had intended to do made her nauseous. She started to gag but nothing came out.
Trey was drawn back to Marissa when he heard her gagging. He picked her up by her hair and dragged her across the room and into the kitchen. He threw her then against the fridge door. She hit it with a thud and sank back down to her knees. She could hear Trey mumbling something about not getting away with this and it scared her so much. The pain in her head was incredible, and her ribs were aching. She could barely breathe.
She turned her face to look at Ryan who was still lying unconscious on the living room floor. She could barely move, barely process what was happening but she knew he was hurt. She didn't see Trey come towards her but she felt it when he hit her on the side of her head. The blow sent Marissa careening toward the fridge her head smacking against it hard. Marissa fought for consciousness, as she lay heaped in a pile on the floor. She couldn't pass out she had to do something, get out of the situation. Trey had another idea though and it didn't involve Marissa leaving.
Trey pushed Marissa onto her back laughing. She could hear the cackle and started to fight back as much as her damaged body would let her. She pushed him struck him all in a vain attempt to get him to
yield.
Trey knelt between her spread legs and held her arms still with one of his hands grasping her wrists. In this position Marissa was left vulnerable to Trey. She tried to resist, to fight but to no avail.
Trey didn't give Marissa a chance to ponder what was about to happen. He quickly took the beer bottle he held in his free hand and did what she had dreaded he would do. He penetrated her with in.
Marissa screamed out. The pain unimaginable, the humiliation inconceivable and there was nothing she could do about it. She shut down right then. She couldn't feel a thing. She saw Trey above her panting and laughing. She heard herself crying out but it was all as if it was not her at all but some stranger on the television.
Ryan began to stir and was confused. He felt a warm liquid dripping down his neck. He tasted blood in his mouth. His mind was foggy but his ears perked up when he heard grunting and Marissa's voice screaming, crying out for help.
Ryan tried to get up but felt the sharp pain in his knee send him crashing right back down to the floor. He caught his first glimpse of exactly what was happening to Marissa and rage coursed through his veins. Without a though to the pain that was vibrating through his entire system Ryan shot up and grabbed the abandoned bottle of gin on the living room floor.
Ryan charged at Trey hitting him over the head with the bottle. Pushing Trey off of Marissa Ryan straddled his brother and began beating him. Punching his semi-passed out brother with his fists. He kept bringing his fists down hard into Trey's face repeatedly. Not feeling the pain in his hands or knee or head. Finally a few minuets after he had started hitting Trey he heard a whimper from the girl he loved, the girl who's pain had fueled this rage.
Ryan crawled off his incompasitatated brother and over to Marissa. She laid curled into the fetal position next to the fridge violently rocking and mummering. Ryan couldn't make out what she was saying, but he saw her flinch when he reached out to touch her head.
Marissa shrank away from the touch on her head. She wasn't functioning, she wasn't thinking all she could do was picture Trey above her, and feel the pain between her legs from where he had violated her; from where the bottle still intruded upon her. She heard Ryan's voice when he called out to her and she froze frightened and ashamed.
"Marissa" Ryan sobbed hoarse and harsh from emotion and pain. He couldn't hold back the tears that ran freely down his checks. The girl he loved was lying on the floor half-exposed crying shrinking away from him. He had betrayed her, let her down. It was his blood that had caused her this pain, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Not willing to let her down any further than he already had he picked her up. He stumbled slightly when he stood up with her excruciating pain shooting through his knee. When he rose up with her he heard a bottle drop and Marissa cry out in pain. Cringing realizing for the first time exactly what he had stopped. Marissa had protested being picked up hitting him till he had caught her eye.
Marissa fought the person picking her up. Not aware of whom it was or what else would be done to her. She looked up at the person holding her and saw it was Ryan. Her heart dropped even further if that was possible. She felt so dirty but to have Ryan holding her now, when she was more disgusting then humanly possible broke her heart more.
"Ryan" She whispered before her voice caved. Ryan shushed her and ran from the apartment down the stairs into the Cohen's car. Ryan opened the back door and slid the two of them inside locking the car door behind him. He couldn't breath through the pain in is knee and felt as though he could pass out at any minute but he wasn't his concern. Marissa had gone silent since she had said his name back in the kitchen. She was starring blankly past him unseeing terrifying him. He reached forward with Marissa situated firmly in his lap and pressed the On*Star emergency button. A loud voice rang out through the car "what is your emergency?" Echoed through Ryan's head. "What is your emergency?" Was repeated and Ryan reacted finally. "I'm hurt she's been . . .she's been." Ryan couldn't say it. Ryan couldn't think it. But he had to convey it to get her the help she needed.
"Sir, I need any information that would be helpful." The voice repeated himself over and over again before Ryan even heard it. He couldn't say it, he couldn't say what had just happened. "Sir there is two ambulances headed your way but if you have any information that could be helpful to them in treating you or the women with you I need to know."
Ryan opened his mouth but before he could try to speak again he heard Marissa's broken voice ring out in the car.
"I was raped."
"Alright ma'am. Everyone relax help is on the way."
Ryan looked down at Marissa fear and pain in his eyes. But Marissa isn't looking back at him. She has her eyes closed lightly tears steadily streaming down her face. Ryan brought a hand up and swept a gentle finger across her check wiping the moister from her tear stained and bruised check.
Marissa didn't flinch because of any pain Ryan caused her but because she was being touched. She wished to god that all this wouldn't have happened, that she had gone to school this morning like Ryan had asked her to. She wished to god that the touch of Ryan's hand didn't inspire the fear it did now but the love it had earlier this morning. But all the wishing in the world wouldn't change what had happened or how she felt. The man she loved she felt she had betrayed. She hadn't fought hard enough, she hadn't done the right thing when Trey had come after her and she would never forgive herself for it.
Ryan shed a tear at Marissa's response to his touch. He loved her and had betrayed her. He hadn't been able to stand up to his brother and this time Marissa was the one that got hurt; not him but Marissa. His heart was breaking for her. She was so precious so gentle so beautiful and he had let her down.
Ryan heard the ambulance pull up. He heard the paramedics banging on the doors trying to get them open. Ryan squeezed the button on the keyless remote he had in his one hand. He heard the doors unlock and he felt the Paramedics grip Marissa and begin to pull her away from him.
Marissa felt hands gripping her neck and shoulders and start to pull her away from Ryan. She could feel his absence and couldn't take it. She needed him, she needed his familiar feel and warmth. Even if he thought she was disgusting she still couldn't bear to not feel his presence.
She was lying on her back on a gurney before she got her voice to work. "Ryan" she called out praying he could hear her.
Ryan had been siting in the car a paramedic checking his knee when he heard him Marissa call his name; he went to her knocking the paramedic over in the process. Ryan ran as fast as he could to Marissa's side. She was covered in a white blanket and looked scared. Ryan collapsed against the gurney stopping the Paramedics. Before they could remove Ryan Marissa grasped his arm. "Don't leave me Ryan." She whispered before closing her eyes from exhaustion.
A paramedic grabbed Ryan's shoulder and tried to stop him from following Marissa's gurneys but Ryan wasn't going to let go of Marissa's hand and wasn't going to leave her alone. Not if she wanted him there.
The paramedics all had sympathy for this couple of teenagers. Both of them were severely hurt but that didn't mean that they could break procedure. Two paramedics grabbed Ryan by the shoulders as the other two-wheeled Marissa's sleeping form into the ambulance. Ryan fought them as best he could but injured the way he was he could barely move.
Ryan watched as the ambulance took off and carried Marissa away. She was going to get help, but she wasn't going to get it with him by her side. And that just caused more pain in his already broken heart. He didn't protest when they put him on his own gurney. And he didn't protest when they wheeled him into his ambulance and carried him away. His heart was numb and his body and mind wasn't functioning either. His blood had raped and beaten the girl of his dreams and she had called to him told him not to leave her and he hadn't even been able to do that. He had let her down with Trey and now he had let her down again. He just couldn't function, he just couldn't deal.