Here yall go, chapter 11, hope ya like. BTW, THERES A LIL IMPLICATION OF RAPE, SO YEAH. HOPE YA LIKE!
CHAPTER 11 A COUPLE MORE DAYS LATER.
"Okay guys, I know I kept you here a little longer, but we have a big game tonight. But the football players are leaving right now so I guess you can leave too, but remember, tonight, the biggest game of the year and we need to be on the top of our game just like our guys are going to be, okay? So go home, shower up, do whatever the hell you do before a game, and then get your asses back here by six." said Amy to all the other cheerleaders who were visibly exhausted and just walked away after Amy's little "pep" talk. "That went well." said Amy to herself as she watched all the other girls and football players leave before she went over to her bag and started to look for her water.
"Hey." said a guy coming up behind her, smacking her ass, making her screech out.
"Hey!" she turned around, facing her abuser. "Shane!" she yelled as she started to laugh.
"What? Good game." he smiled as he walked backwards, laughing, before grabbing a laughing Crystal, and left.
"Dorks." she smiled as started to put all of her stuff back into her bag.
"Amy?" It was him.
"Rick." said Amy turning around, facing her soon to be EX boyfriend.
"You wanted to talk?" he asked with a concerned look on his face. "Are you alright, you don't look too good." he said "You look old, and sick."
"Thanks." said Amy with disgust. "Anyways, um, I know this might be a bit to swallow, but, uh, I think we should break up."
"What? WHY?!" he yelled.
"Because I just don't think we're working out very well."
"Amy what the hell are you talking about?! We're perfect for each other and you know it!"
"No we're not you cheating bastard!" yelled Amy getting up in his face.
"Excuse me?"
"Yeah, that's right you heard me. I saw you and a fuckin skank in the back of Matt's car fucking. We're over!" she yelled as she grabbed her stuff and tried to walk away.
"Yeah, well maybe if you weren't such a fuckin prude and would actually put out, than maybe I wouldn't have to go fuck someone else, you bitch of a virgin!"
"All I asked was you to fuckin wait, but obviously you're dick can't go a day without being blown now can it?!" she yelled.
"You bitch!" he shouted before slapping her across the face, causing her to fall down. "You're going to pay for not giving me what I want!" he yelled as he kicked her a couple times in the ribs before spitting on her. "What a shame, a piece of ass like yours has to go unused. But I guess that's why I'm here right?" he asked sadistically as he watched Amy try to stand up. "How pathetic is that?" he asked to himself before he grabbed Amy by the hair, and kissed her roughly on the lips before pushing her down again, ripping her practice clothes. "IF you're gonna break up with me bitch, then I at least want something out of this." he said sitting on top of her, ripping her clothes some more.
"No please, please don't do it. Please." begged Amy with tearful eyes.
"Sorry." he said simply before he started to rape the helpless Amy as she tried to scream for help, but it was no use. No one was around.
"Hahaha, Matt you are so funny." laughed some blonde cheerleader by the locker room as she put her hand on Matt's chest.
"Yeah I bet I am." he smiled. "So uh, after the game, ya know, ya wanna come by my place and then I can teach you some of those moves that you asked about, ya know since we -"
"AHHHHHHHH STOP! SOME ONE HELP! PLEEEEEEEEASE!?"
"What the hell was that?" asked Matt confused.
"Probably the drama kids rehearsing. So what were you saying?"
"Um I gotta go get ready for the game. Bye Charlene." said Matt walking away quickly from the locker room.
"IT'S CASSY! Asshole." mumbled the blonde before she walked away.
"AHHHHHH! STOP PLEASE!"
"Where is that coming from?" asked Matt to himself as he walked towards the stadium, hearing that the screaming was getting louder, he quickened his pace.
"STOP IT! RICK STOP! PLEASE IM SO SORRY I AHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Oh my God." said Matt, shocked at what he saw. Rick and red hair.
"Shut up Amy, no one can hear you anyways. Besides, this is pay back, and you should be thanking me, now you're not a virgin!"
"Hey!" yelled Matt running up to Rick, peeling him off the sobbing and bloody Amy. "What the fuck you sick bastard!" he yelled punching Rick down to the ground before he continued to beat Rick to a bloody pulp, while Amy in the background, cleaned herself up with a towel she had in her duffel bag, and weakly tried to put on some clothes.
"Matt." Amy said in a loud whisper as she watched Matt hit Rick one last time before he stood upright.
"Come on." said Matt. "I'm taking you to the doctors." he said picking up her and her stuff and made his way to his car.
"No Matt, I'm alright I can't go to the doctors, please. Please." she begged looking into his eyes, causing him to cave in.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"Okay. But you need to go."
"I will, promise. Just not now."
"Okay." he said reluctantly, as he took her and put her in his car before the two drove away, leaving the tainted football field and the predator, behind.
END OF CHAP.
IM SURE I COULD HAVE DONE IT BETTER, BUT I DIDN'T WANT TO GET IN TROUBLE FOR A TOTALLY DETAILED SCENE OF RAPE OR WHATEVER, SO UH YEAH, SORRY. BUT I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS PIECE OF CRAP CHAPTER ANYWAYS. :)
