A/N: Hi, this is Blacklove190! Chapters 2, 3, 4, and 5 were a nightmare for "Half A Moon" and I. We did much writing and had so many ideas for these chapters, and we finally pulled through and figured out what we wanted to do! We worked so hard for you guys, so please review and tell us what you think! Hope you enjoy!
Summer, 1962
Castle Rock, OR
Chapter 5: The Fight
*Beck's P.O.V*
I closed my eyes tight when I got to my house.
Here we go, Beck. Here we go. I told myself.
I thought about knocking on the door.
No, don't if Ace sees you, you're gonna get raped and hided.
I walked over to my bedroom window. Thank god I left it open. I climbed in it quickly, and let myself fall onto my bed.
I can't believe that just happened to me I thought to myself.
I couldn't believe how Ace tried to rape me in front of the only friends I had. He was trying to ruin my life more than it already is? I cracked my door open, before realizing that Ace wasn't home. He probably was at Eyeball or Billy's house.
I ran into the kitchen quickly and poured a glass of water.
"I'm gonna fucking get my sex from that girl if it's the last thing I d-" Ace got cut off by the sight of me in the kitchen.
I stayed completely still.Why? Why did Ace have to come in the two seconds I was in the kitchen?
"And it looks like I'm going to get it right now." Ace said, with a devilish smile spread across his face.
"No! Please, Ace! No!" I yelled.
I dropped the cup of water. I heard the glass smash onto the floor, leaving broken glass and water all over.
I started to run for my bedroom as quickly as I could, my feet slamming on the carpet as I ran.
"Come here!" He yelled after me but I ignored him.
My vaginal area was still hurting from earlier today. What would happen if this happened to me again?
I tried not to think about anything except running to the safety of my room.
Ace chased after me as I tried to get to my room. His hand tightly gripped around my ankle and pulled me back toward him.
He dragged me against the carpet, giving me a rug burn; Ace didn't care. All he cared about was his sex and hurting me. He once again pinned me against the floor and said,
"Aww, Beck, you'll be fine I'm not gonna hurt you."
I held back my tears. "You wish Chris was here to save you now, don't you?" Eyeball teased from across the room.
And I did, with all my heart. I wished he was here, having fun with me, instead of Ace having sex with me by force.
"I think she does, Eyeball." Ace said, with a laugh.
Ace is gonna kill me, and then kick Chris's ass. I know it. I just know. I thought to myself.
Ace pulled Chris's shirt off me, just like he did with my shirt before.
"Chris, help me." I whispered. Ace didn't hear me. Thank god.
I started to cry.
"What's wrong, Beck?" He said, evilly,
"You scared?" He said, in an obvious tone and laughed.
I didn't even have to answer.
"You should be."
He yanked my shorts off and unbuckled his belt.
"Please, please, stop, Ace." I begged.
"Why? It's so enjoyable." He shoved his dick into me.
A scream went past my lips.
"It hurts!" I yelled, as I started to cry harder.
"Does not!" He went harder and I screamed again.
My breathing suddenly became heavy as he hurt me.
"Shut up!" He yelled, and smacked me across the face just like he always did.
"Ace, stop!" I yelled again.
I looked over at the rest of the Scorpions. Not many of them were actually paying attention.
Ace ignored my request.
"My house, my rules." He reminded slyly.
I'm never going to get out of this. I'm going to be stuck doing this for the rest of my life. I thought.
It was soon over, and he pushed himself up, standing on his knees. "Can't wait 'til tomorrow night." He jumped up to his feet.
I got up fast.
"Why do you do this to me, Ace? Why?" I yelled, and before he could answer I ran into my room, with tears streaming down my face, crying my heart out as all the Scorpions laughed at me.
X THE NEXT DAY X
"Chris, please don't fight Ace." I begged.
It was Thursday afternoon; two' o clock to be exact and two hours before the fight. All five of us were crammed into the tree house.
"Beck, I need to get him to stop raping you!" He said, shuffling the cards.
"Yeah, seriously, Beck, that sucks." Gordie agreed.
"What happened to you last night?" Teddy asked, seeing the redness on my face where Ace had smacked me. Thank god they can't the burns from the rug on my back.
I ignored Teddy's question.
"Chris, it's not gonna fix anything!" I shouted.
"How do you know?" He shouted back.
"Raping a kid is fucking serious! He needs to stop being an asshole and stop raping you, and if you can't convince him to, then I will!" He was angry now.
"Vern, pass me a lighter." He ordered, and Vern did.
"Chris, I don't want you to get hurt." I said calmly.
"I know you don't, but if it means getting Ace to stop, then I have to." He said lighting his cigarette.
"You don't have to do anything," The tears were coming pretty quickly.
"Hmm." He said.
"What happened to you last night?" Teddy asked again.
"Nothing!" I shouted at him, I didn't want them to know.
Chris looked up from his hand of cards and turned to my cheek by putting his hand on my chin.
"How did I not see this?" he asked me.
"Because I kept you on my other side." I mumbled
"What happened, Beck?" Chris asked this time.
"Nothing different than usual." I murmured, looking at the tree house floor.
"God dammit!" he yelled, "That is why I have to do this, Beck!"
"Just back down if you need to." I mumbled.
"That's not gonna happen." He said.
I continued to try and convince him not to fight, but there was no use; nothing would work.
Chris was too determined to get Ace to stop raping and hurting me to back out of this stupid fight, but even if he won, what was that going to prove? Ace still could rape and do whatever he wanted to me, whether Chris wanted him to or not; his house, his rules. Why couldn't Chris see that?
No one brought up the fight, for the next hour and a half, but we were all thinking about it. Four o' clock was only coming closer and closer. It seemed as if the clock were changing every second instead of every minute.
"Time, Vern." Chris said, dealing the cards.
"Three thirty." Vern answered.
"Shit." Chris mumbled.
"Chris, you don't have to do this." I reminded.
Chris ignored me.
"Maybe Ace'll back down." Vern said, trying to be optimistic.
"Doubt it." I replied.
Chris and Teddy only played one more hand before four.
It's four, man." Gordie told Chris.
"Fighting time." Chris mumbled, and we all started to empty the tree house, leaving the deck of cards on the table.
According to Gordie, Kinklin Park was two minutes away if we crossed the river.
We looked at the river that had tiny little rocks sticking out of it.
"Let's cross." Gordie said, and we all hopped onto the tiny rocks.
Vern, who was a little bit ahead of Teddy, was probably the slowest person I know.
"One Step."
"Two Steps." Vern counted.
"Vern-o, can you move your ass any slower?" Teddy commented.
Teddy went to hit Vern and he flinched.
"Two for flinching!" Teddy yelled, and socked Vern in the arm twice so hard that Vern lost his balance.
"Shit!" Vern screamed and he tumbled into the water.
Teddy started to laugh his Teddy Duchamp laugh. 'eeeeee-hehehe-eeeee-hehehe'
"Teddy, this is not time for games!" Gordie shouted.
"Yeah, Teddy!" Vern yelled trying to lift himself out of the water.
"There aint' no leeches, right?"Vern asked and Chris cracked up.
"I hope not!" Chris said, through his laughter. I felt so confused. I'll have to ask Chris about that later- if he survives this fight.
Teddy helped Vern out of the water.
"C'mon, guys! Let's go!" Gordie led the group.
I guess Gordie was right, because the park literally took us two minutes to get to.
"Where's Ace?" I asked, in a shaky voice, I was terrified.
"Right here." All five of us turned around to see Ace and the rest of the Scorpions.
I was facing Ace, with the rest of the boys behind me.
"We can have some fun back at home after I kick this faggot's ass, alright?" He said to me, and tapped my face with his hand twice.
I winced and backed away from Ace next to Gordie who rubbed my shoulder in an effort to convert me.
"Chambers, are you sure you wanna do this?" Ace asked.
"Because, I could go home right now, leaving you untouched." He was talking to Chris but he was looking directly at me.
Chris glanced back at me, and then looked back at Ace.
"She's gonna get hurt though." Chris said with a straight face.
"She will either way." Ace said back.
I felt sick to my stomach.
He was right. Either way, I knew I was going to get raped after this.
For a moment, no one heard anything except dead silence coming from the park.
"You wanna fight or not?" Chris broke the silence.
"Let's go." Ace smiled, and went to punch Chris in the face.
Chris ducked, and didn't let Ace hit him.
"Not a chance." Chris commented with a smirk on his face.
"Really?" Ace said, before punching Chris in the stomach three times.
A tear ran down my face and I covered my face in Gordie's shoulder only peaking out.
"Is that all you got?" Chris tormented.
I looked up at Gordie who had an expression on his face similar to mine.
"Is he okay?" I whispered to Gordie.
"I don't know."
I stood up straight, away from Gordie's shoulder and looked over at Teddy and Vern.
They looked shocked. I guess they've never seen Chris doing anything like this before.
Chris was wobbling around, but he was still standing, trying to torment Ace, and trying to hit Ace.
"You think that's bad, what about this?" Ace punched Chris in the face, leaving his nose bleeding.
I covered my mouth as it gaped open. Tears fell from my eyes even faster, leaving my eyes red and bloodshot. This was all my fault. Gordie pulled, me into a hug, trying to soothe me.
"Chris is gonna be fine, Beck." I heard him murmur.
I looked back at Ace and Chris. Chris still stumbling, Ace punched him, making him fall.
"Chris!" I yelled.
I ran over to Chris and dropped to my knees.
"Look's like my work here is done." Ace said.
He went on the other side of Chris, and looked down at me.
"See you at home." He winked, and left.
"Oh, Chris. Chris, are you okay?" I asked.
"Beck, I'm fine." He mumbled weakly.
I put his head on my lap.
"Teddy, go get the First Aid Kit from the tree house." I ordered. I knew I'd be quicker then running to the market.
I looked back down at Chris' bloody face, and whispered,
"It should have been me Chris, it should have been me."