All About Loving You
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And now a warning. Please read this before you continue reading the story. This chapter contains sexuality in the most brutal way, so I have to warn you before you read it. If you are weak of heart, please skip this chapter. I've had some troubles with a reviewer with my other story about a sexual chapter (and that was just love making between two people who love each other). This is the opposite of my other story. So don't tell me that you weren't warned.
Chapter 11: The End Of The World
I was back in my own bed, after 4 days of sleeping on the ground. It was a Monday morning, and classes were starting again. I looked at the time and saw I was already late. I moaned and quickly put on some clothes.
I ran to the Common Room, taking three steps at the same time. I swung the portrait of the Fat Lady open and sprinted towards the Great Hall. I turned around a corner and knocked Flint of his feet. I didn't feel sorry, I didn't apologise and wanted to keep on running, before breakfast was over. But Flint grabbed my legs and pulled me to the floor. I smacked down, hard. My legs were going to bruise badly, I thought.
"Katie Bell, I thought you had more manners." Flint sneered at me. He clearly hadn't brushed his teeth. Or taken a mint, his breath smelled like rotten eggs.
I tried to push him away from me, but failed miserably. "Yes, I have manners. For people I like. Not for people who remind me of dragon dung." Dragon dung is green, filthy and smelly. Flint really reminded me of that.
"The rumour is you're dating Wood. Is that true, my love? Or are you just trying to make yourself interesting?" He came closer to me. He had some real skin problems.
"That's none of your business," I said, kicking him hard against his legs. "And if you don't get your filthy hands off me, I'll curse the life out of you."
I was panicking slightly now. I had taken a short cut and nobody came this was in the morning. If Flint decided to do me harm, he could do it without anyone noticing it.
He grinned. He pinned me to the ground, with his whole weight and got on top of me. He smelled like he hadn't showered in three years. It was a mixture of old and new sweat, excitement and old socks.
He licked my neck, going up to my ear and poking his tongue in it. I couldn't suppress a shiver and tried kicking him. I screamed Oliver's name.
"Silencio!" He said flicking his wand, lazily. "No, Bell. This time you won't escape."
Oliver, where are you? I thought desperately.
Flint's hands were unbuttoning my blouse. I was freaking out right now. I felt his hardness on my leg and that made me even more vomit.
I scratched him on his face. He looked up, startled. He went with his finger over the wound and licked his own blood.
"You're a nasty little bitch, aren't you?" He said angry. "You're going to pay for this." He kissed me, forcing his tongue in my mouth and exploring it. I bit his tongue, hard. I had bitten so hard, his tongue was bleeding. He spat blood on the ground and looked furious. He hit me, hard. My head banged the floor and I saw stars flying all over.
He ripped my blouse open. He looked at my pink bra and took my breasts in his hands. "Nice hand full, hmm?"
I was crying now. My head was painful, my legs had probably a nice blue colour and Flint's blood was dripping all over me. And I was sure I had a nice shiner from his hit.
He opened his trousers. He was about to take my skirt off when a familiar voice said: "What the fuck is going on?"
I looked up and saw Alicia standing above us. I felt relief sweeping through my body. Alicia flung her backpack towards Flint head and he passed out. No wonder, what Alicia dragged everyday with her in that bag, it was unbelievable.
"Are you okay? I was worried when I didn't see you at breakfast." She flicked her wand, and I could talk again.
"My head," I mumbled. I sat up slowly but lost consciousness.
I woke up in the Hospital Wing. I found Oliver sitting next to me, fast asleep. It was past midnight.
I stroked his head, lightly. He woke up immediately and saw me looking at him.
"Oh, Katie." He said, jumping on bed next to me. He held me in his arms and rocked me back and forth. I cried and cried even more for several minutes. He tried to comfort me, but I was shaking uncontrollably. I heard him mumbling 'I'm going to kill him' all over again.
"Where were you, Oliver?" I said, still shaking. "I screamed your name and you didn't hear it. He hit my head against the ground, he nearly raped me and saw parts of me you don't even know about!" I screamed, slapping him. "Where the fuck were you?"
He let go of me. I saw tears in his eyes. "I was in the Common Room, looking for you." He said, silently. "I was on my way to the Great Hall again when I saw you lying on the ground, Madam Pomfrey taking care of you. Alicia told me everything."
I cried again, making myself as small as I could. Now I was blaming Oliver from something he couldn't have prevented from happening. I had always known that Flint would corner me one day, and that I couldn't do a thing about it.
"I'm sorry, Oliver," I said, sobbing. "I'm so sorry."
He held me back in his arms. "I'm sorry, Katie. I should've waited for you, this morning." There was a silence for a couple of minutes. I was thinking the whole situation through. What if Oliver didn't want me anymore?
"Kiss me, Oliver."
He looked at me, scared. "No, it's too soon."
"Kiss me!" I nearly yelled. "Do it now, or I think I'll never be able to kiss again."
He kissed me, gently. I pulled him closer to me, quite aggressive and got on top of him. I bit his bottom lip, gently and let our tongues slip into each others mouth.
"Take me, Oliver." I moaned. I got him out of his robes, they fell to the ground. He had only his pants on now.
He mumbled something and kissed me deeply.
"Take me!" I said, pulling his pants.
"No!" He pushed me off of him and got up, quickly. "This is not the time, not the moment and certainly not the place." He said, sternly. "Katie, you've been through a though day and I think if we had sex now, you'll regret it."
"I hate you, Oliver!" I yelled. "I hate you!"
"No, Katie. I love you, more than you'll ever know. I think you've lost your senses right now. You're still in shock and I'm not going to take advantage of that."
"GET OUT! I never want to see you again."
"I don't think you mean that, Katie." He said, taking one step closer toward me.
"Yes, I mean it. You're a lousy boyfriend and an even more lousy friend! I never want to see you again." I got back in bed, feeling furious and turned my back on him. I heard him sigh. He stood next to me for several minutes, maybe hoping I was about to say to stay anyway. But I was too stubborn to say anything. I heard him turn around and leave the Hospital Wing. The door closed with a loud bang.