No Right

"Oh sweet pillows, how I love thee." I moaned into their fluffy whiteness after I crashed exhaustedly onto my bed.

It was just after eleven, and I still had a paper to write for English, but I wanted nothing more than to just not move and pass out. I couldn't though, I had to keep my grades up, it was Raphael's only condition for me working at Pandemonium. For an irresponsible guy, he's a pretty responsible and caring boss. Doesn't make sense, right?

Pulling myself up I groaned and kicked off my shoes at the end of my bed. I pulled my backpack up next to me and dug into it until I found said English homework. All I had to do was write four paragraphs about A Tale of Two Cities, and I didn't actually read it. It made no sense and it was just too long. So right now my best friend is Google. I was pulling out my crappy old laptop when there was thump in the hall followed by a sharp laugh and a sinister chuckle that sent chills down my spine. Jonathan brought another girl home.

I sighed as I tried to remember where I left my Mp3 player and headphones so I wouldn't have to listen them next door. Then there was a shriek, and normally I would have ignored it but the shriek held a word. "Help." I couldn't ignore a literal cry for help, so I sat my laptop aside and dashed out of my room and to Jonathan's room. I threw open the door expecting it to be lit but it was pitch black not even the hall light was enough to brighten the darkness beyond the threshold.

I stood there for only a second and was practically tackled by a small petite girl with tangled brown curls. She was panting and crying as she clenched the front of my shirt.

"Pathetic." Scoffed Jonathan as he stepped out of the blackness and into the small path of light. He was glaring down at the girl and before I could do anything she ran from the room and out of the loft. The slamming of the front door was a signal of that.

I looked down at my tear stained shirt then back up at Jonathan who was now leering at me with his oil slick black eyes. "What the hell happened?" I asked slightly frantic. My heart was racing and my pulse pounded loudly in my ears out of either fear or concern, I couldn't tell.

"It doesn't concern you." He stated turning back into his room. I wasn't going to accept that, and I really should have.

"It does when I live right on the other side of that wall." I said grabbing the back of his shirt stopping his retreat. He looked over his shoulder at me an irritated smile on his handsome face.

"You shouldn't be here at all." He said darkly.

"But I am here. And it's not your decision, but your father's." I stated releasing his shirt. I glared back at him.

He spun on his heel then, towering over me with his hands braced on the doorway. I did my best to stand my ground, but Jonathan just emits a dark aura of don't-fuck-with-me, and smart sensible people obey that. I wasn't being smart or sensible. I was being a stubborn idiot.

"Do you really want to know what happened?" He asked in a deep voice that sounded like a demonic angel speaking.

I froze. I didn't really want to know, I just didn't want him doing it anymore. I didn't want him to be like his psychotic and evil father that attended therapy four times a week. Jonathan didn't have to be like that, he could still have a chance to be some what normal. Well he didn't have to be a disgusting playboy that slept with every girl that said yes.

"Are you afraid too?" He asked dropping his voice even lower. I bit my lip and curled my left hand into my hair trying to find the words that would get me out of this situation.

Those are not the words that left my mouth though. "Who would be afraid of a hothead that acts like a spoiled brat?" I challenged crossing my arms over my chest.

Before I could pull away Jonathan yanked me inside his room and shut the door behind me leaving us in complete darkness. There wasn't even a faint glow from the street lamps outside, he had his windows covered. I stumbled over my feet trying to get free but he had a firm hold on my arm. Suddenly I was horizontal and pinned between what I figured was Jonathan's bed and he himself. My hands were clamped together above my head and I could feel his breath on my cheek. It was warm and held the scent of beer. So he had been drinking tonight.

"Let me go." I said trying not to sound scared. I was, but at the same time not at all. There was no way to describe it, but that my heart raced faster and that I wanted something to happen.

"Now why would I do that?" He purred darkly and his mouth was at my ear. His teeth grazed my lobe and I wanted to punch him. He had no right at all. "You're the one who asked what I did. I'm just showing you."

One of his hands came down on my chest and squeezed while a knee came between my legs with too much force. I didn't want to make a sound but I did. I yelped in pain, and struggled to get free. It didn't work.

"Let me go. Let me go!" I fought but he didn't listen. His hand continued on my chest groping and feeling and I wanted to hit him so badly.

"That isn't even the fun part." He chuckled to himself. "Quite moving." He ordered in my ear.

"What right do you have to touch me?" I yelled colliding my head with his. I felt myself go cross-eyed and become slightly dizzy from the impact.

Jonathan cursed and pulled back. His hand loosened on my wrists and I was able to pull free. His hands came for me again and judging as best I could in the absolute dark I sent a right hook towards his face. I missed his face and hit his shoulder, but he rolled off of me and I moved to get off the bed. I fell to the ground landing on my hands and knees.

"Not again." He growled as I launched to my feet. I wasn't fast enough, he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me back to the bed.

How the hell did he manage that? Can he see in the freaking dark? I yelled inside my head as I was once again straddled and pinned underneath him.

"Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern! Get the hell off of me!" I yelled trying to knee him in the back but I was at a bad angle.

SMACK.

I was dazed for a moment. He hit me. He slapped me across the face. My left cheek stung like needles were stabbing at the skin. Then I realized, he wasn't on me anymore. He wasn't even touching me. Slowly I sat up cradling my cheek with my right hand staring blindly ahead of me where the sound of ragged breathing was coming from.

"You have no right to call me that." He said flatly.

"You had no right to touch me like that." I shot back.

I returned to my room after that. Jonathan said nothing and I was left to stumble and trip my way to the door. I locked myself inside my room and hissed curses and hexes towards his room as I returned to my still uncompleted homework. Why was I staying here again? Why was I so worried about that jerk again? What could I fucking do anyway to help that manner-less asshole?

Oh yeah, that's right. I was trying to preform a god damn miracle. Be some righteous angel to save a damned soul. Well it wasn't WORKING!

That night I shoved my headphones into my ears not to block out lustful sounds but to over power the thoughts that wouldn't shut up in my head.

"Get out of my house!"

"I live here too!"

"Children shut up! It's Saturday."

"Kick her out!"

"Drop dead!"

"Shut up!"

"Bitch!"

"Don't forget about Hockey practice!"

"Children it's Saturday, shut your annoying little faces!"

"I don't need you reminding me about practice!"

"Yeah you do. You're already late!"

"JONATHAN!"

"I'm leaving now!"

That was our Saturday morning. No different than any other. Sebastian throwing a fit, Valentine hungover complaining from his bedroom, and me preparing both of their lunches before the always late cook arrived. When I finally finished I set out to work. Pandemonium maybe a bar but it is also a regular hangout for the high school kids during the day. They play pool or darts or just sit around eating our pathetic nachos and chicken wings. Did I mention I hate working Saturdays? Because I do I really do, I become more of a therapist than a bartender.

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