TC Stark: I know, it's been sooooooo long, but I've been really busy so please bear with me. This chapter's a bit of a flash back to introduce the history between Bonnie and Damien. Also, I dunno if anyone noticed, but I made a mistake back saying he was five years older, he's really ten. I don't feel like going back and changing the mistake in that chapter lol
Chapter Twelve: Anarchy in the USA
"Oh my God!!"
Bonnie Valentino laughed her ass off, hanging all over Skyler La Ferno after the band just rocked out another stage. Now it was time for the after party, though everyday was a party for these rocking teens. Especially the drummer, a cigarette in one hand and a bottle of Jack Daniels in another. The vocalist giggled, supporting her friend up as she practically downed the whole bottle.
The band frequently partied at Skyler's house, her parent's really didn't give two shits about her partying ways and life was grand. Everyone was getting fucked up, the basement was full of cigarette and weed smoke, liquor bottles and powder all around. The band was there including several fans and close friends, it being well into midnight as time was nothing to them.
Bonnie was in a fit of hysterical laughter over nothing, in a state of stupidity as she continued to drink all her ambitions, if she had any, away. On her body all she had was her bra and low rise black jeans, after all she played every show in her bra as either she was way too hot because of the rocking out she did or because all the drugs in her system. Either way, this was her usual attire, her black hair up in a pony tail as her black eyeliner was slightly smudged.
Taking a swig of her bottle, her green eyes looked at her body, on her arms were deep cuts, all from different things. Sometimes, she'd get injured onstage, sometimes she'd get so drugged out she'd black out, and sometimes she was so stoned that she actually thought it was funny to try and kill herself, yep she wasn't going to make it to her last birthday and that was just fine.
Her body was pushed over, her giggling as her thoughts continued to spin and her body numb, looking up to see Damien Napalm look down at her with a stupid stoned grin. The band always rolled with older men, him being ten years older then her, making him 27. He was about 6'3", a dirty rocker as his hair was long and black and curly, he often wore tight leather pants with a studded belt, combat boots over his pants and a leather jacket on with no shirt underneath, showing his pierced nipples and the anarchy tattoo on his chest, even though he had his sleeves done. His eyes were a bright blue and the side of his lip was pierced.
"Don't you need to go home?" Joan snickered, it was one in the morning and she needed to sneak into the house before anyone noticed she didn't come home on time. Though why should they care, they knew she was the one going no where, they had other kids.
Bonnie smirked, swaying as she took a needle and stuck it in her arm, shooting up heroin for the last time that night. IT was then she stood up, tripping a little as she sniffed her nose, Damien offering to drive her home. IT was time to say goodbye to everyone, going over to kiss Skyler. Even though it had been a year since the two girls had broken up, they still were very affectionate with each other, especially under the influence.
Damien wrapped his arm around the younger girl's shoulder, supporting her up as she was totally fucked, practically helping her into the passenger seat of his old Suburban. Though, who should he be criticizing? He was just as fucked as her, he was a coke addict to the extreme, picking up a tissue to stop the bleeding of his nose as all they could do was laugh at each other. Lighting up a cig, he rolled down the windows and sped off, glancing over at Bonnie's body sweating from being so stoned out.
Searching through his glove department, the girl lit up herself while closing her eyes, murmuring incoherent things, "What'd you say, Valentino?"
She giggled, "Oh man, I'm so fucked…and I have school tomorrow."
"That never stopped you before." He snickered, trying to sober himself up while driving faster then he should.
Bonnie punched his arm lightly, he was a drop out what did he know, "You want me to drive you to school?"
"Nah," She shook her head, "I'll be good to drive."
As the truck stopped at a red light, Damien looked over with a smirk, "You're still just in your bra….think mommy and daddy will approve?"
She had to smirk as well, flicking the cig out the window when she was done, "Youuuuuu can stop starrrinnnnggggg." Bonnie laughed, resting her forehead against the window as one of his old shirts lying around and tossed above her head, him sneaking in a squeeze of her boob.
The drummer of the punk band gasped and punched him lightly, pulling the shirt on as he flickered his tongue at you, "I know you want me….besides I was the one who pierced your nipples."
She had to stick out her own pierced tongue as he took off, it not taking too much longer for him to arrive outside her house. All the drugged out girl could do was stare, groaning as her mind was spinning, Damien massaging her temples gently. Soon her head was in his lap, his fingers running themselves through her hair as they were two stoned people just sitting there. Damien had nothing to do, he was a 27 year old singer of a band who supported him and she was a 17 year old drummer who still had to go to school and do all that bullshit.
The man could see her falling asleep, groaning as she was right on his erection, pinching the skin on the back of her neck to wake her up. Green eyes looked into blue ones as she groaned, placing her boots back on as she had taken them off prior. He had lit up again while stating, "Get the fuck outta my car, I need to see Chad."
Bonnie growled, pinching his pierced nipple as he did the same, "Chad's an asshole, I give him head once and he needs to fucking exploit it and fuck men!"
In the state of intoxication, she found herself soon laughing again, being shoved out of his car as she struggled to walk, not even wanting to look down as she feared she might pass out there. The goal of the night, to successfully climb into her attic room without her parents knowing she wasn't home and trying to get at least three hours of sleep before she would wake up the next morning for school, which she hardly remembered anyway considering the fact she shot up before picking up Skyler.
No more then three feet were walked before she felt her slender body being hoisted up over a male shoulder. Blinking, she next found herself lying on her back in huge trunk space of Damien's beat up Suburban. Her body felt so numb right now, confused and dazed as she watched the older man rip off his jacket, pinning her scarred covered wrists above her head. The grip was tight, his knees pressing down to spread her own legs.
"What are you doing?" She groaned, stoned out.
He smirked, licking his lips while pressing them down on hers, hearing the humming of her moans against his lips. His fingers dug into her wrists, biting her bottom lip as she was sure it was bleeding. With the taste of blood on their lips, he quickly got to work on shoving his tongue halfway down her throat. Her eyes were wide, countering the kiss while going at it just as fierce, though it was apparent Damien wanted to be in control.
Pinning her shoulders down, he continued to kiss her roughly, running his hands down her hips, gripping them to pull her up against his erection. Bonnie whimpered, gripping his shoulders as her hips bucked with every hump, god he was hard. It wasn't long before his teeth were gripping onto the skin of her neck, sucking on it roughly as there was a purple hickey there when he was done, laughing and ripping off the shirt that he'd given her to wear.
Bonnie bit her lip while lying back, arching her back so that he could undo her bra, gasping as he bit one of her pierced nipple. Her body almost tremor, him growling and pushing her down, fiercely biting her nipple as he fumbled with the buckle on her belt. Finally undoing it, he undid her zipper while pulling them down slightly. She kicked slightly, gripping his shoulders. His shoulders began to bled, pinning her down while covering her mouth with one of his hand.
Her green eyes sparkled, sobering up as his other hand undid his own pants. His tongue flickered out, pulling out his pierced member as she groaned, him muffling her sounds. Momentarily he took his hand off her mouth to rip her legs open as Bonnie shuddered, "You sure about this?" Her mind began spinning again, "You could get in trouble."
"You don't give a fuck what I do to you," Damien laughed, hovering over her body and pinning her down, "Now shut up."
Soon Bonnie was screaming at the top of her lungs as Damien ripped into her, grabbing her ass to pull her up against his body. He had no mercy to the fact she was a virgin, fucking her like there was no tomorrow. He could see the tears in her eyes, but both were so fucked up that it's like the pain wasn't even there. She just laid there, letting herself be screwed so hard she started bleeding.
She was certainly a screamer as Damien had to cover her mouth with his, still banging her uncontrollably as each time he came out slightly, he thrust back in even harder and deeper. Bucking more, her legs wrapped around his waist as both their chests pressed up against each other. The force was so strong, he could possibly feel the car moving, she was certainly moving. Grabbing her left tit, he bit her neck, still humping her as she bit the gauge on his ear to help her contain the pain.
Each thrust was torture for her, pleasure for him as this was exactly the way he liked it, rough and 100 in control. Who knew they would be fucking, sure they flirted but no doubt the fact that both were totally drugged up it wouldn't happen. But it was happening, right now as Bonnie couldn't believe it, her body numb and limp as her virginity was being taken away from her. Not that she gave a fuck, when you were an addict you didn't give much of a fuck who you did or how you lost it, even if it was someone who was ten years older then you.
Damien could get in so much trouble for this, but he didn't care. All he wanted was some pussy and he was getting some, Bonnie totally submissive. Even though it was rough, she had to admit she liked it a bit, besides it was just the fact she was tight and a virgin that it hurt so much. No doubt, Damien being the user he was would see her as easy prey and probably pull this stunt again. Hopefully it wouldn't hurt as much.
The young girl quivered as she came, letting out once last groan as he tore out and ejaculated on the floor of his truck. His body just hovered over hers for a few seconds, taking in what he was seeing. An overdosing teen was there on the floor of his truck, her eyes closed and her chest rising up and down. He smirked, kissing her breasts one more time before zipping up and getting out of the back.
It didn't take too long for her to get redressed, a little more sober then she was before. She couldn't believe what just happened, what just went on. She just had sex with Damien, Damien! The best friend of Skyler's older brother Jay, the guy who was 27 and hung around them and provided them with alcohol and drugs. Bonnie Valentino had lost her virginity to him in the most painful way possible.
As she walked up her driveway, Damien lit up again and stared at her doing so. God she had a terrific body and his dick was still throbbing in remembrance. No doubt he would try for it again, he was a women abuser and in a way, Bonnie had it coming to her in his mind. He'd probably be burying her in a year, so why not get in the fun while she was around. Taking a drag of his cigarette, he sighed, almost hoping that that sweet girl, even though with bad habits, could find a better guy then him.
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Bonnie Deville, followed by Dr. Spencer Reid, walked to where the rest of the BAU was and where the former members of her band were. Joan and Lisa were quick to apologize, Bonnie shrugging and stating, "It's horrible who the killer really was."
Derek shook his head, giving information, "Just a neighbor, no one thought anything of him. Just the guy that was always raking the leaves, always said hi to Skyler and her husband. They even had him over for dinner sometimes."
"He was in love with Skyler and thought she felt the same way," The younger doctor was handed a coffee by Emily, him continuing, "She didn't have to do anything, just her kindness made him believe that they were signs of affection."
"With the husband out of the way he hoped to start his own romance with her. When seeing how much she mourned for her husband, he tried to kill her." Gideon concluded.
Running her fingers through her hair, Bonnie just shrugged and stated, "I'm glad he's behind bars, but this is a terrible way to meet after four years again. He was a great guy too and he really made Skyler happy."
"Y'know, Skyler didn't have a Maid of Honor because she said that it was always suppose to be you." Joan whispered, looking her friend in the eyes.
There was a moment of silence as Hotch looked over at his assistant. It was good to clear her as a suspect, she did good work for the team. She was always on time for work and when writing the case files down she did everything to perfection. With every mission as well she added great input and was very knowledgeable. Even with the past records, they were sponged and just like J.J. he was hoping she could take some classes and actually become an official member of the BAU.
She took a sip of her coffee as the boss stated, "I'll give you a few more minutes, then we really have to get back to the head quarters."
Nodding once more, she watched everyone leave except for Reid, he had gone to the bathroom and once coming back, confused to see that everyone left. IT was a nice laugh for a girl who hadn't laughed the past few days. Of course she felt like shit, the girl who was suppose to be her best friend she had abandoned for four years and the way they reunited was by her husband being killed. IT was horrible and it made Bonnie think over her life, it was the cause of withdrawal that made her act the way she had and if she could, she'd take it all back.
"Bonnie, look out!" Reid shouted.
Raising an eyebrow, suddenly her eyes and were covered and there was an arm that wrapped around her waist to pull her into a masculine body. She tried to fight it off at first, but stopped once laughter was running through her ears. As she was let go, Bonnie turned around and it was like a blast from the past. This guy hadn't changed one bit, his hair still long and still wearing his usual outfit, though this time he had a shirt on underneath his leather jacket.
Holding her heart, the black haired girl snarled, "Damien, you almost scared me to death!"
Damien grinned while embracing the young girl that he had deflowered so many years ago, "Ah, it was worth it. Give Damien some sugar, baby."
Reid's heart stopped as he watched what was going on in front of him. It was nothing graphic, them just hugging each other as he kissed her neck, making comments how good she looked. The young doctor was looking at the man who had been Bonnie's first, the man who was ten years older then him. And how close they acted with each other, his heart sank even lower, not even wanting to look. He really did care for Bonnie, it hurt seeing a guy who treated her so badly be able to act so freely around her when he was trying so hard.
Bonnie pulled away from the older man, pulling Reid forward as she introduced, "Damien, this is my co-worker and friend, Dr. Spencer Reid."
"Doctor?" He raised a pierced eyebrow, "You're like Bonnie's age, can you operate on me or something?"
Wringing his hands, Spencer replied, "No, the title doctor is just…well a title to explain the degree that I am. I have three PhD's."
Damien gave a sheepish grin and shrugged, "I'm a high school drop out, I really have no idea what that means. But nice to meet ya anyway," Damien shook the young doctor's hand, "We had no idea she'd ever get into this profession with all the pigs."
Bonnie glared at Damien, punching his arm while turning back to her friend, "We should get going, Spence, I'm sure Hotch is getting impatient."
Reid smiled weakly while turning to the older man, "Well, it was…nice to meet you, Damien."
TC Stark: Well, I hope you liked this chapter. I have a lot planned for this story, some even new ideas that I didn't have before. Not just romance ideas but mystery ideas so bear with the slowness. Also, did anyone see the episode after the super bowl!? I hope Reid's ok, the previews for the next episode are crazy. I hope they don't kill off my favorite character or anything or take him off like Elle. ;; Please R&R!!!