I am having trouble reading the screen, I think my eyes are tired, so i didn't really proof read this as much as i usually do.
Disclaimer: I don't own Summerland or any of it's (i wish) characters..
When Sienna and Braden had finally left the restaurant he had practically shouted how awesome she was! He seemed to think it was just about the funniest thing he had ever seen and while she joked with him for the rest of their workday together, she had a very different take on the situation. Sure, she had gotten her revenge on Boston, but that didn't stop her from having those images of him nibbling Cora's ear in her head. The thing was, she think she had loved Boston, and while she would rather die than admit that, it hurt like hell to see that he was already trying to shag other girls. She hadn't even considered dating anyone else yet.
The three hours that she had to work after that seemed excruciatingly long. All she wanted was to get home. She wanted to find her peace, and sweet relief from everything that was going on around her. She just needed one fucking thing to go right. She needed her cocaine.
When her shift with Braden ended she waved goodbye to him and Vegas, who had come to take him back to 'her place'. Sienna snorted. Vegas talked as if she in fact owned the house and that she had no parents. Sure, her parents were never around, but it seemed foolish whenever she said it was hers.
Her thoughts stopped thinking about Vegas quickly as her house was appearing in sight. Sienna started sprinting towards her front door, all she had to do was go to her room, and get her stash out. And as she bounded up the stairs at an alarming pace she silently preyed, oh please dear god, let my stepfather be out for the nightshift!
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"Mmmmm," Vegas moaned in his ear as they rolled around in the Jacuzzi together for the third time that night. He loved this. He loved how everyday felt like he didn't know what would happen. Braden never knew who he would meet next, or if he'd be going home at night. It felt nice not knowing.
As Vegas started to withdraw from his clutches, sweating and her eyes drooping, he remembered what he needed to ask her. He felt awkward, but he remembered his Aunts shrill words to him and he sighed, "Vegas?"
"Yeah," she gave a throaty whisper in his ear that tickled and made his leg tingle. She then went on to slowly slide her tongue in his ear, and he quickly forgot what he was asking, as they fucked in the hot tub for a fourth time.
Once they were done, they were completely exhausted, and Braden finally remembered what he had to ask her, "Okay, I know this seems dumb, but my Aunt wants to have you over for dinner. It's not like this formal thing or whatever, but she really wants to meet the girl I've been 'spending all my time with'." He looked at her nervously. He was expecting her to laugh in his face.
"Aww, that's really cute! I would love to." Vegas said, and she wasn't sarcastic.
"Oh thank god!" sighed Braden with relief. He had been very nervous, but he was glad she understood.
"Well, you do understand that now you have to pick out what I should wear!" she commented thoughtfully.
"What? Why is that?" asked Braden a hint of panic in his voice. He was not a fan of any form of shopping or picking out clothes. If everyone did things his way, they would just wear the first thing they saw in their closet.
"Well you said it wasn't formal, but now I don't know how dressed up I have to be!" She whined. He knew there was no way he was getting out of this one. He was going to be spending the rest of tonight helping her find something to wear. Oh well, he thought, at least she said yes
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Sienna laid back on her bed smiling at the effect the drug was giving her. It was the best feeling in the world, she could cry she felt so happy. She felt beautiful, smart, and loved. She happily rose from her bed and skipped over to her mirror. She smiled sweetly at the reflection, loving how she looked at that moment, until she noticed a little something. There was a black dot on her face and she started laughing. She must have smudged her make up, silly her! Sienna started to wipe her cheek where the black mark was, but it wouldn't go away. She began to scrub it with her brush when that darn spot got even more stubborn. Slowly though, it was started to hurt a little bit and she was making even more of a mess because red was dripping all over her carpet. Hmm…..how'd that get there? She started clawing at the black spot and getting angry that it was ruining everything. That stupid black dot was ruining her face. She couldn't be pretty with a black dot cursing her all the time. She had to get it off. Sienna scratched harder. When it wouldn't come off she got frustrated. "Fine", she said angrily at the mirror, "I'll just be ugly forever!" Maybe she could hide it with makeup later, or it would come off in the shower. Yes, she would take a shower to wash away everything dirty.
Then, she suddenly smiled and touched the mirror; stroked it is more what she did. That stupid black dot was still there, but wait…..that black dot had never actually been on her face, but it had been a smudge on the mirror the whole time. She only thought that it was on her face. She laughed, and spun herself around. She could be just plain stupid at times but it was better to be stupid. Ignorance is bliss, she told herself. She closed her eyes happily as the euphoria started to leave her. It was being replaced by sharp pains in her cheek and a sad feeling in her heart.
She was feeling like she wanted to cry. Why did the happiness have to go away? That's all she really wanted, that happy feeling, forever. She wanted it back. Sienna stumbled her way to the wall where it was hidden and she could already feel the tears prick in her eyes. She wanted to cry because she had found such contentment and happiness only to lose it. She'd never lose it again, she agreed.
Before Sienna could reach into the hole in the wall where she kept her drugs, she heard loud footsteps on the stairs. Oh no, it was Reece, her step-dad. She withdrew her hands from the hole. She then stood up straight and stiffened as she heard him come closer to her door. He was going to come in and this made her nervous. She was high, oh god, and he was a fucking policeman!
The doorknob turned at an agonizingly slow rate before the door was pushed open by a big giant bear of a man. "Hello Sienna."
"Hi Reece," she couldn't help sounding weak and scared as she said it. Oh no, he was going to bust her. He knew.
"What have you been up to today?" He asked this while smiling and giving her an encouraging nod to answer.
"I worked and ate, at a restaurant." She thought that that sounded pretty normal. Being casual was easier than she thought.
"Well isn't that something. Eating at a restaurant how very…..nice." He was trying to make eye contact, but Sienna's eyes darted so fast around the room she barely had time to take in the change that happened in his eyes. A moment ago he had kindness and laughter shine in his eyes and now he looked cold.
She gasped. He knew! Oh dear. She twisted her hands nervously awaiting what he might say as he slowly spoke, "Why are your eyes bloodshot?"
"I rub them" Sienna knew this was a lame thing to say but the drugs were still in her.
"Oh I see." He walked out of the doorway and made his way completely into her room. He sat on her bed and sighed, "So your not high then?"
"Of course not." She knew that he knew she was lying, but she just couldn't bring herself to admit the truth to him.
He sighed and patted the spot next to him lightly, "Come on and sit down here Sienna. I think I need to talk to about what will happen to you once I take you into the station."
"What! Your taking me in, please, don't!" She didn't want to go, it could ruin her future.
His eyes glinted, as he looked at her and he said, "Fine then." Reece got up and to Sienna's relief he was heading out of her room, but instead of walking out of the doorway, he shut and locked it, while turning back to her menacingly.
"Oh no, not this. Please Reece, I don't want to…" she was whimpering as he put his hand on her cheek.
"I don't care" Sienna was frightened at the lust she saw in his eyes.
She bit her lip as he tried to unbutton her shirt but she slapped his hands away. This made him mad and so he grabbed her roughly and pushed her to the ground. She yelped in pain when he stepped on her ribs while saying, "You're going to be nice and quiet now, or else I will do a whole tab dance on your rib cage, got it?" The fierceness in his voice alarmed her and she didn't doubt for a second that he would do it if he had to. She nodded in agreement.
She felt the uncontrollable tears slide down her cheeks as he lowered himself on top of her. She tried to push him off, with all her might she tried, but he was so strong. He quickly ripped her pants off and she didn't know how he could manage to do that so fast. Sienna tried to grasp her underwear so that she could keep it on. If he couldn't pull them down, he couldn't rape her, but he gave her that evil smile as he completely ripped the panties in half, leaving nothing to stand in his way of having her. She gasped in horror and tried to flail around out of his grip, but he pinned her hands down. Aggressively he thrust himself inside Sienna, with tears of pain running down her face.
You'd think after a while she would stop fighting him when he tried to do this, but she couldn't let herself give up hope and surrender to him. She had to fight, if she was ever going to leave this wretched place.
