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Chapter Two: Cutting Class
The ride to school was relatively silent, with Ian sproting a lovely black eye after Dave found him and his sister asleep naked. "So.." Ian began, only to be silenced by a look from Dave. Madison looked a little scared, knowing she would have to face Paul today. Ashlee looked indifferant, but on the inside she was laughing her ass off. It was so funny watching Dave punch some one like that, and the way he acted afterwords was even funnier. As they pulled up into an empty spot, Madison paled. Paul was waiting for them. As they got out, one of Paul's lackey's tapped him on the shoulder and pointed at them. Dave looked at Ian, who nodded.
"Well, well. Looks like the newbie is making off with my girl." Paul sneered. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but she threw yer happy ass to the curb last night." Dave said as he silently signalled Ashlee to get out of there with Madison. She nodded and grabbed Madison's wrist and tried to lead her away, only to be stopped by another of Paul's cronies, Terry. "Where ya goin babe?" he slurred, obviously having been hitting the heroine a little early this morning. Ian looked at Dave, who seemed to be restraining himself from decking the lot of them right now. "Leave me alone, Terry, I told you I'm not interested." she snorted. Paul looked at Madison and grabbed her arm, dragging her toward him. "C'mon baby, let's ditch these losers and go have some fun." he said. "Paul, what part of 'we're done' do you not understand?" she spat as she struggled to break free. She was actually rather strong, but Paul had a good hundred and fifty pounds on her, so she wasn't going anywhere. "You got to the count of three to take your hands off her." Dave said as he cracked his knuckles, going into bouncer mode.
"One.."he said as he began walking toward Paul, who laughed. "Two.." Paul began to grope Madison, making his cronies laugh. "Three." Dave said as he luanched a perfect tornado kick , nailing Paul in the side of the head. That did it. Both sides began throwing punches wildly, attarcting the attention of everyone in the area. The chant of 'Fight, fight, fight.." rose over the school grounds. Ian lifted a guy over his head, and threw him with all his strnegth at a car, shattering the wind sheild. "A bit much, don't you think?" Ashlee yelled at him as she used her caporia skills. Madison seemed to be holding her own, glad that she took that judo class. The fight was brought to an abrubt halt by the faculty. "They started it! I was just going to talk to my girlfriend and and he kicked me!" Paul yelled. The teacher looked at Dave and Ian. "You two come with me. the rest of you get to class." she said sternly, leaving Madison and Ashlee at the mercy of Paul and Terry.
As the pair walked down the hall, Dave spotted Xander. He nudged Ian, who nodded and faked tripping and bumping into him. "Hey, watch where you're-" he began, before noticing who had bumped into him. "I'll handle these two ma'am." he said as Dave gestured toward the office. The teacher nodded and left. "Care to tell me what that was about?" he said as his two friends Nick and Chip walked up. "Who are they?" Nick asked. "The two new bouncers I told you about." Xander said as the five walked into class, and taking their seats. Dave noticed how Paul was sitting VERY close to Madison, and whispering something in her ear. Whatever it was, it was scaring the hell out of her.
"And if you ever try to leave me again, I will kill you, you stupid bitch. You got that?" Paul hissed into her ear. She nodded, scared out of her mind. She felt his hand running up and down her thigh as he spoke. "And I don't ever want you to go near that freak with red hair again, understood?" she nodded again as his hand settled between her legs, intent on making her want him by the end of the class period. He hadn't had his morning fuck, so he was in a pissy mood and horny as an old goat. Getting the shit kicked out of him didn't help, either. Madison cringed as he began his little task. She was regretting wearing a skirt today already. She bit back a moan as he continued to finger her. This was going to be a long day.
Dave let out an almost inaudible growl as he watched. This was digusting. And something told him it was only going to get worse for her. "Dude, let it go. You're already in the cross hairs of half the thugs here." Nick whispered to him. Dave nodded and turned toward the front as the sensei walked in. Nick didn't cath the hand signal he sent to Ashlee.
In the back of the room, Madison was pleading with him to move his hand. He refused, and doubled his efforts. Madison bit back another moan as she felt herself nearing the edge. As he was about to deliver the last thrust with his finger, an extremely thick rubber band collided with his crotch. Madison looked at him, to see his eyes crossed, and him about to fall out of his chair. She saw Ashlee grin in triumph, and prepared another rubber band, this time firing at Terry, who let out a shout of pain and fell out of his chair. The sensei continued with his lecture as if nothing was happening. Dave got the distinct impression that their sensei would plow on with his lecture even if a riot broke out behind him.
Before Dave could contemplate this, his train of thought was interrupted by the bell. Madison bolted for the door, only to have her wrist grabbed by Paul. "Where you goin?" he said through gritted teeth, walking like a cowboy from an old western movie. "What did I tell you about laying hands on her?" a voice with a slight Irish accent asked. Paul looked over his shoulder to see Dave standing there, looking ready to kick his ass again. "Stay out of this, newbie." he snapped. Madison chose that moment to break lose and take off down the hall. With an angry growl, Paul gave chase, skidding to a stop as she ran itno the girl's bathroom. "You can't avoid me forever, bitch..." he murmured as he stalked to his next class.
Madison emerged to see Dave leaning against the wall. "Is he always like this, or is it just his time of the month?" he asked as he pushed off the wall. She giggled slightly. "I don't wanna go to my next class." she whined. "We can always gyp class." he stated conversationally. "Deal. In fact, why don't we just cut the rest of the day?" Ian's voice asked. Dave nodded as he, Ashlee, Ian, and Madison headed out to the parking lot. As they climbed into the car, they heard Ian, who was driving. "So where do y'all want to go?" he called back to them. Dave thought for a minute before answering. "How bout that skate park?" he said, wanting to be on his board again. The rest agreed, and they were on their way, unaware of the new security cameras that had just been installed.
As they pulled into the park, Dave inhaled deeply. "Ah, it feels good to be breathing the park air!" he said. Madison took a breath and promptly choked. It reeked in here! "How can you guys stand that smell?" she choked out. Dave tossed her a hankerchif. "No clue. it seems natural." he said with a shrug as he mounted his board. She watched as he rolled into the half pipe and began to land some fairly impressive tricks. "Does he always do that?" she asked Ashlee as her friend strapped her helmet on. "No, he's getting back into his groove right now. Ian's better than him, so he always trys to land stuff Ian won't even attempt." she said as she rolled off to join the other two. Madison shrugged and grabbed her roller blades. It had been awhile since she had skated, so she was a bit rusty.
As the group skated, Paul sat up in the bleachers, watching. That bitch was going to pay for deserting him. Oh yes..she would pay. And when he was done with her, she would begging him to take her back. And then, that bouncer, Dave, would die. Oh yes. A long slow painful death would be good. And then, he would throw him in the woods, where no one would ever find the body.
As Madison performed an obscene jump over a bus, she got this weird feeling she was being watched. As she skidded to a stop, she looked around. Her gaze fell on the bleachers, where she saw him. Paul. He raised his hand and waved. She felt suddenly cold. He was sending her a message: I'm here. I'm watching you. She turned and skated away as fast as she could. Dave had been sitting on the top of the half pipe, resting, when he saw Madison jump the bus. He smiled in spite of himself. She was good, no denying it. Then he saw she stopped and started looking around. He saw she stared at something, then skated off like a woman possessed. He frowned, and skated down the pipe, and followed her.
Madison came to a stop by the car, panting. Hearing the sound of a skateboard approaching, she spun. It was only Dave. "Hey, you aight?" he asked as he pulled to a stop. She shook her head. "Lemme guess, some sick bastard followed us here and is now stalking you." he said as he leaned against the car and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He held out the pack to her. "Want one?" he asked. She shook her head. "Suit yourself." he said as he lit one, letting the poisonous drug flow through him. "Paul's here." she whispered. Dave exhaled a cloud of smoke and stood. "I noticed." he said quietly. "And he brought friends." he added. She looked up to see him and his cronies skating towards them.
"What do you want." Dave said emotionlessly, fully intent on getting through this with as little bodily harm as possible. "I want you to get the fuck away from my bitch." Paul snarled. Dave looked at him carefully before delivering his verdict. "Fuck off. She ain't your bitch no more." Paul looked pissed at this one. As he was about to say something, Dave reached into his pocket and pulled out a raptor magnum. Pointing it at the goon crew as he had decided to call them, he spoke. "If'n you don't get the fuck outta here, I'm gonna shove this weapon so far up your ass you'll be tasting gunpowder." Paul and his crew decided to retreat. Ian and Ashlee rolled to a stop as the goon crew left. "Let's go." Ian said, sensing the tension in the air. The group nodded and drove off. Paul growled. Unfortunetly for that bitch, he knew her work schedule, and wehn she had to be there. So all he had to do was wait...
The rest of the day was spent just hanging out, them laughing and joking like all friends did. "What time we gotta work?" Dave asked Ian as he changed his shirt. "Nine to five. Why?" Ian yelled back from the bathroom where he was shaving. Shaving what, I don't even want to go there. "Cuz, Madison and sis have to be there by seven, and we have to go with." Dave's muffled reply came as he pulled on his black tanktop. Ian shook his head. He knew the real reason. Ever since this morning, Dave had been acting strange, and Ian had a strong suspicion that it had to do with him and Madison waking up horny as hell and not being able to anything about it.
As the four pulled up in front of the club, Madison gave Dave a lingering glance, who in turn rolled his eyes. Ian looked at Ashlee. There was something going on betweeb them, and they were dancing around it like kids. "We may have to do something about this, mon amor.." he whispered to Ashlee as he embraced ehr from behind. She giggled and nodded. "Later, Ian, later." she whispered back. Ian was thankful that Dave didn't see this.
Paul sat in the back of the room, watching the stage, his camera ready. The first part of his plan involved scaring the hell out of her,then seducing her until she finally cracked and was his again. "You come here a lot?" some guy asked him. Paul nodded as the show began. He raised his camera and faked taking pictures.
Back stage, as Madison got ready, she heard the door open and close, and saw Dave glance around. Even though he had already seen her mostly naked, she was till slightly shy about her body. "Every one here?" he yelled. Every one screamed back a "YES!" before he left. Ashlee looked at Madison as she prepared to go on stage. "Madison, your up." she said. Madison nodded and walked out onto the stage.
Paul smiled evilly as Madison began to strut her stuff(no pun intended). Raising his camera again, he began to take pictuer after picture, capturing the whole performance in a frame by frame. These would look excellent on his walls, just like she would look excellent in his bed, where she belonged. She was his, whether she liked it or not. And in time, she would begin to see that.
Up on stage, Madison shed her coat, revealing her lacy black bra as she continued to dance erotically. She knelt by a guy at the of the stage, who stuffed about fifty bucks into her bra. And tried to cop a fell. Unfortenetly, Dave's fist helped the man out of the club. Feeling a little more daring than usual, she flung off her skirt, leaving her self nearly exposed to about fifty drunken men she ahd never even met before. As the music wound down, she spied Paul in the back, taking pictures. Immediatly, she ran back stage. Paul smiled. She knew he was stalking her. But she had no proof, so she couldn't do anything. And she couldn't go to the cops anyway, since Vida would just send her back to prep schoool. So there wasn't a thing she could do. And she knew it.
"You aight?" Ashlee asked her, remiscent of her brother. Madison shook her head. "That bastard is here, isn't he?" she said, opening and closing her fist, a trait she had got from her mom when she was mad. "Did he do anything?" she asked. Madison shook her head again. "What's goin down?" dave asked the two, ignoring his sister's state of undress. "Paul's here." Madison said quietly. Dave growled like an angry dog and prepared to go and kick his ass. "You can't touch him, mate." Xander's voice said. Xander walked in with Nick and Chip. "He ain't done nothing nobody else ain't doin, so we can't throw him out." Zander explained. "I'm still gonna kick his ass!" Dave roared, bringing his fist down on the table breaking it in two. "I hope your gonna pay for that." Xander said blandly. "Take it outta my check." Dave growled as he went outside. "What's got him so wound up?" Chip asked. "Who knows. He's been like this since dad passed on." Ashlee said with a shrug.
Outside, the said bouncer was smoking yet another cig. His mom had been after him to quit for a fair few years, and had even sent him to rehab. Sadly, it didn't work. As he was about to head inside, he heard a maniacal chuckle. Turning, he saw Paul leaning against the wall, taking another hit of heroine. "You know she'll just come back to me right?" he laughed. Dave snorted. "Fuck you. You're fucking delusional, you stupid fuck." Dave spat, knowing that if his mom heard him, she would slap him again. "You really shouldn't piss me off, bouncer. My dad runs this town. I could have you fired, and then have Madison become my personal dancer, and no one would get a say in it." Paul said dangerously. "Yeah? The last time some one told me that, ya know what I did?" Dave began. "What?" Paul asked with a roll of his eyes. "I burned his house to the ground, and shot the bastard with a fucking M-2409 SAW as he came running out, screaming like a little girl. So don't fuck with me. It'll be the last mistake you ever make.."Dave trailed off menacingly as he spun on his heel and headed inside, leaving Paul to think about what he just said.
Once he came back inside, he saw Madison looking at him kind of funny. "What?" he asked irritably. She shook her head and went back to cleaning off her make up. Dave sighed. He had a question for her, and now was as good a time as any to ask her. He came up behind her and put his calloused hands on her shoulders. Her skin felt like Chinese silk. "Madison, can I ask you question?" he said. "You just did." she replied. "No, you know what I mean." "Sure." Dave took a deep breath, and let it out. "Will you bre my girlfriend?" he asked. Madison dropped her make up brush, stood, and turned toward him. "Does this answer your question?" she whispered as she kissed him passionately, with him returning the kiss after the shock wore off. It was intense, lie fire was flowing between the two when they heard someone clearing their throat. The pair broka apart to see Xander standing there with his arms crossed. "I hope you two have a good explanation for this." he said blandly. "Does the answer we're going out count?" Dave said hopefully. Xander shrugged. "Eh, why not." Madison grinned and hugged Dave. He smiled. He hoped he knew what he was getting into.
so, what do you think? First person who can guess what movie this fic is based off of gets the next chapter dedicated to them.
HINT: it starred Demi Moore, and was made in 1996.
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