A/N: Sorry this is short, but I know it's been a while so I wanted to get an update out. I'll try and work on it more over the week and get something new up soon
Ace smirked and grabbed her hand, leading her back outside. Sadie was beginning to wonder if she had misjudged how much he had had to drink when he suddenly stumbled. He looked back at her sheepishly and then let out an uncharacteristic snort of laughter. Sadie almost chuckled herself before her nerves gripped tightly onto her gut and it didn't seem funny anymore.
Once outside, Ace wasted no time and began roughly rubbing all over Sadie's body. It took every ounce of mental strength she had to allow him. She had planned on pretending to enjoy herself, but now that she was here, she couldn't do it. He was too disgusting. Luckily, Ace didn't seem to notice, or if he did, he didn't mind. He grabbed and handful of her hair and kissed her roughly on the mouth. He moved his way down, kissing her neck. She was shoved up against the side of the house now, waiting for her opportunity to hit him where he was weakest.
As began to slide his hands down to her pants and paused for a moment. He looked up at her, realizing for the first time that she was wearing pants and not a skirt. He licked his lips and Sadie began to prepare herself to explain why she hadn't chosen to wear something more appropriate for a party. As she opened her mouth to speak, he kissed her again and then unbuttoned them without asking any questions. She sighed and the braced herself. The time was now.
As he began to slide the pants down over her hips, she quickly and forcefully brought her knee up and into his groin. He let out a pained groan and slipped onto the ground. She stayed with her back and hands pressed up against the wall of the house, unsure what to do next. She felt victorious and a small Mona Lisa smile touched her lips as she watched him cup his wounded manhood in his hands. She knew she should get back inside and away from him, but she lingered a moment longer, buttoning her pants back in the process.
"Bitch," Ace said quietly from the ground, "Stuck up, teasing bitch." She turned her back on him and started towards the house. She had only taken three steps before she was grabbed from behind and pulled down on the ground. She let out a scream and prayed that someone inside would hear her. Ace pulled her hair and continued to call her a teasing bitch. She kicked at him, but he had wised up and kept his tender crotch well out of her reach. He drew back his fist and it connected with her cheekbone. She heard an audible crack and bright flash of pain filled her mind, blocking out everything else.
He was on top of her now, biting the skin between her shoulder and neck. She cried out again, for Richie or Billy, or anyone. She shoved at him with all of her might, and by some miracle he rolled off of her. She stood up to run, her breath panting and ragged in the still night air.
She made it to the doorway when it opened suddenly, "What the hell is this?" Richie asked, standing confused and looking at his haggard girlfriend and slumped over best friend. Sadie did not answer him and only collapsed into his arms, sobbing, and confusing him even more.