Ch5- Night Under the Stars

A/N: Some content is in the chapter!!!!

"She's not picking up her phone," Lisa told them worriedly. Ben and Spinner showed up at the club and had somehow found Lisa. Together they all combed the club five times over, but couldn't find Paige. Figuring she got a ride home, the three of them left. Now it was 3 a.m., 2 hours later, and Paige was nowhere to be found. They had searched the deserted streets and called her cell, but still, no Paige.
"Maybe her mom called her and told her I was here and she ran again," Spinner suggested.
"Run where? Besides, I don't think she's that desperate to get away form you," Lisa told him.
"Well do you have any better ideas?" he snapped at her. She shrank back and became silent while Spinner paced the porch racking his fingers through his hair.
"This isn't like her to run off. I mean she's never done it before!" Ben exclaimed.
"Yes she has," Spinner and Lisa replied at the same time.

Dean looked at the girl on the bed, back turned toward him and smiled. He knew it, he knew she still wanted him. After having his fun all night, he was certain of it. The way their bodies collided was magical and the way she moaned- it was a sound that he'd never forget.

Paige lay there, facing the wall, pretending to be asleep as she silently lay there and sobbed. He had done it again. He took her, he used her, and left her broken. He had her going all night long to which she was screaming on the inside, but never on the outside. She had learned her lesson. At first she was screaming, but after the few smacks that he delivered and almost gagged her with a sock. After that she kept everything inside; her screams, her tears and her terror. She slipped up once and let out a painful moan, but he took it for pleasure. Why the hell would she be in pleasure? He was defiling her, using her and taking advantage of her, and he actually thought she was having a fine old time? How fucked up could he be?!

"So she ran out on you? That doesn't make any sense. She's like totally in love with you. Why would she do that?" Ben asked Spinner.
"To think. Whatever that means."
"I'm sure she had perfectly good reasons for this. Like maybe..." he trailed off trying to think of something.
"Dude, don't make excuses for her. I'm tired of them." Ben nodded in agreement and settled down on the stairs beside a sleeping Lisa. 5 a.m. and still no Paige. Spinner sat down on their bench swing, feeling the exhaustion come over him and closed his eyes. He felt himself about to drift off when his phone went off.
" 'Lo?" he muttered.
"Spinn...what's going on?" came Craig's voice. Spinner winced at the loudness of his voice and pulled the phone away from his ear.
"What are you talking about?" he asked.
"You just kind of disappeared. Where the hell are you bro?"
"I'm at Paige's. Why are you so early?" he asked suspiciously.
"Manny. We stayed out all night and I'm heading home now. Dude, that girl is amazing!!" Spinner tuned him out as he rambled on and on about his on again, off again girlfriend. Spinner was actually surprised that Manny took him back after he screwed with her and Ashley at the same time. There was about two month period where she hated him and wanted him to rot, but she got over that. Ever since then, it was like watching a ping-pong game, trying to figure out if he's winning or if she's winning.
"Dude! I...uuuhhh....gotta go," Spinner spat out, cutting Craig off in mid ramble. He leaned back against the bench and closed his eyes once again. After what seemed like five minutes, but was really three hours later, a door opened and Spinner cracked an eye opened enough to see Paige as he never saw her before, creeping into the house, past all the sleeping porch guests.