Ok, so this chapter's a little dramatic… just a warning lol Please R & R
Thanks to all my reviewers!
Flowers781- haha… who says they guys are gonna find out about them?
Nikkd03- sorry I haven't gotten around to updating in a lil while hope you enjoy this chapter
Vaugnloveralwaysandforev- you'll eventually find out what's going on between Silky and Hailey, their not exactly "together" but more like friends with benefits I guess lol….
Over the past course of the past month the boys have stumbled drunkenly back into the apartment complex so many times. For some reason I was the one who would always take care of them. I'd take them in their room and tuck them in.
There was one Tuesday night, where a bunch of guys went out. I stayed in and Rizzo and I had a few while talking. It wasn't like we were getting drunk we were just having a few drinks. Before all the guys left I told Jack to make sure everyone comes home.
"I'll get them all back, mother." He said.
I had only had three beers in Rizzo's room. At around midnight the boys returned from the bar.
"HAILEY," I heard my name being screamed. I went out in the hall.
"Dave, I'm right here, you can stop yelling." I told him. The crew that had come back comprised of Dave, Bah, Rammer, Baker, Philly, Jack and Janny.
"I told you I'd bring them all back." Jack told me.
"And for your information I only had three beers." He told me.
"That's good I'm proud," I said.
"Hailey!" Silky yelled again.
"Dave, I'm right here." I said, tapping his chest.
"Hailey," He tried to whisper but it was still loud, he hugged me and in the process fell into me, since I was so much smaller than him, I fell against the wall.
"Come on, you need to go to bed. I'll take you," I said taking him by the hand.
"You can take me to bed anytime you want Hails," Philly said.
"Thanks Jack," I called back, actually meaning it. I fished his key out of his front pocket, a task in itself, and opened the door. I was glad that Jimmy was over talking to Rizzo.
"Can you get undressed and in bed by yourself Dave?" I asked as I watched him stumble, fall and hit his head on a table. I ran over to where he was now sitting on the floor. We were still in the living room part of the apartment, not even his room.
"Shit, you're bleeding," I told him, he didn't seem to even notice. I ran over and got a wet paper towel. I wiped off blood from his forehead. I blew on the cut so it would stop.
"Come on Dave, stand up for me." I had to help him get up.
"Ok put your arms up," I told him. He put his hands over his head. He was twenty years old going on six. I took off his shirt, pulling both of them off. I separated his actually shirt and undershirt out, folded them then put them nicely on the floor.
"Now you," He said trying to lift up my shirt.
"No Dave. You have to go to bed." I said.
"Do you want to sleep with your pants on?" I asked. He was trying to stand still but was warbling pretty bad.
"No." He said very distinctly. At least he could unbutton his jeans. He kept kissing me on my neck. I kneeled down to pull his pants off; if he had tried I knew he would have fallen again.
"Lift your foot," He bedded. "Now the other one," I said as he lifted his foot. I got up and folded his pants and put them on top of his shirts.
"Come on now Silky, let's get you to bed." I said reaching for his hand. I was going to lead him to his room, let him plop down on his bed so he would pass out, and I would leave. Instead he plopped down on the huge chair and grabbed my arm, forcing me to fall on him. He kissed me gently.
"Ok, goodnight then Dave." I said getting up.
"No Hailey, don't go," he said.
"I want another goodnight kiss." He looked like a helpless child.
"Fine but after this I'm leaving and you're going to sleep." I told him. I went to kiss his cheek and he reached up, took my head in his hands and forced my lips on his.
"Ok Dave, I have to go," I said. He wrapped his arm around my back, and his tongue down my throat. He was trying to feel up my shirt.
"Silky stop," I told him. I removed his hand from under my shirt and without warning he ripped open the front of my shirt and fell on me so that he was on top of me on the floor.
"Dave stop," I told him, I looked in his eyes, this wasn't the Dave I knew, and something was in his eyes that scared me. He continued to try and grope me but I knew better than to just sit there and take it. I smacked him hard across the face. He looked stunned for a minute then continued on. I hit him repeatedly, trying to get him to get off of me.
"Dave, stop it!" I screamed and I smacked him hard again. This time he grabbed both of my hands and held them tightly by my head. He switched his grip so that his one hand held both of mine, and he was now trying to undo my pants.
"No, stop it!" I screamed at him.
"Dave, stop, you're hurting me." I was crying, something that I never do. I closed my eyes tightly
All of a sudden Dave was off of me. I looked up and the door was slightly open. I looked next to me; he was getting off of Dave. He got up and picked up his best friend. I could only sit up and back myself into a corner, crying, holding my legs together.
"Silky get up now," I demanded. He couldn't even stand up straight.
"Drunk ass," I muttered. I had to put my arm around him to get him to his room. I closed the door when I got him in there.
"Dave, what the hell were you doing?" I yelled.
"I just wanted to kiss her." He said.
"Dave, you have Hailey scared to death out there." I told him.
"Just go to bed Silky," I told him.
"I just wanted to kiss her Jack," He said as I walked out and shut the door behind me.
"You ok?" He asked. I wiped tears away, he asked coming over and kneeling to my level.
"I, I, I don't know." I answered. He offered his hand to help me up. I held my button up shirt together.
"How, how did you know what was going on?" I asked him.
"I was going back to my room and I heard you scream. Silky's my best friend so I know how he gets when he's drunk like this." He admitted.
"Jack," My jaw was quivering, and tears threatened to fall.
"Don't worry Hailey, nothing would have happened. He wouldn't have done anything anyways." He reassured me. He hugged me as I cried on his shoulder.
"Come on let's get you back to your place." He said. I clung onto his arm the whole time. We both sat on the couch, I was still crying. He let me cry and put his arm around me, rubbing my back for comfort.
"I don't cry. I never cry, Jack. I'm always strong." I sobbed.
"It's ok Hailey, nothing happened." He said. "I don't cry…" I kept repeating.
"Hailey you don't have to be so strong all the time," He whispered in my ear.
He stayed with me until I cried myself to sleep. In which case he picked me up and put me on my bed. Not just on my bed, but under my covers. I woke up and remembered the whole thing; my wrists were sore but thankfully not bruised. I took a shower, got ready quickly and left for work. I avoided Dave and Jack for the day.