CHAPTER 4: Trick or Treat

They continued on to shopping, where Flippy very graciously and courteously held her bags. It was as if she was with another person.


Now at the house, she opened the door. It opened without a fuss and it made her wonder "Do I always forget to lock it?"

The thought sent a chill up her spine as she thought of her night terror that was committed to memory.

She pointed to the kitchen, gesturing Flippy to set the bags down. She was just letting him wander the house freely. She hurriedly propped the phone up in case she needed urgent help. He returned to the living room. The cozy living room, of browns and neutrals. Soft fluffy couch and tan carpeting.

"Its really nice now." He said sweetly, glancing around.

"What is? She asked calmly.

"The house."

"Oh." She smiled in relief. "Wait? Y-you've been here?" She interrogated.

"Lammy and I use to be really close." Flippy stared at the entertainment unit. "I was dating Giggles back then, before I left that is, well...that summer." He picked up a frame, a photo of Lammy and Giggles. "It was actually my second time leaving. I was sad...but everyone else, they didn't mind much..." He set the picture down lightly.

"To war?" Flaky didn't know much about the military, nor many things that were violent. She had tended to stay as far away as possible.

He let out a long pause, deciding whether to tell the truth or not.

"No. No, I had to get ...help for some issues I was having at the time. I am much better now, I think." He sat down comfily on the couch. "But you can kick me out if you don't feel safe...now that I said that."

"N-no.. it's okay." She said anxiously.

"PTSD." He said sternly.

"PT-?"

"Yes. Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. If I get set off, I turn into another version of me. Like I can't control my body. And I do terrible things to people. But I don't even remember them when I...I am better now."

She was stunned. What kind of person goes away for a year? Just how bad is it? Will she be safe? Sounds more than just PTSD. She anxiously looked at the door, felt the tension stirring. She had tons of friends who emotional issues or problems. Flaky wanted to be there for him too. She perked up quickly.

"We could watch a movie? Hungry?" Flaky asked brightly.

Flippy crossed one leg over his other knee. Smirked. "yeah, I'm hungry...for something." She thought it was strange how he had said it and she made a confused facial expression.

"You're a laugh, Flaky."

She blushed mildly, looking at her feet. "I-i'll just go make us some food. Have a movie in mind?"

"It's your house, really, you choose." He gestured.

Flaky really did not want to argue in fear it would bring back past emotions. "A-alright." She sat in front of the movie case. "Which one?" She thought carefully. She couldn't play a violent one, or one with much fighting. "Chick flicks? " She asked quietly.

"Sure" Flippy grinned.

She pulled out a movie from the case. "Bridesmaids." She felt uncomfortable with her back turned to him, but nevertheless, stayed forward. Flaky popped the tv on and headed for the kitchen. She could feel his insistent eyes following her every step. Flaky's lower back pushed inwards like a frightened cat.

Flaky slipped her sweater off and placed it on the counter, pulling a stool out. She was so petite she had to lift her self onto to the counter to grab things. She got on her tippy toes and reached for a box of macaroni. When suddenly she felt two hands grab her hips and push her up. She grabbed the box.

"Oh Thanky-" She was quickly turned around, sat atop the cold stove. The box dropped to the floor and spilt everywhere. She yelped as her butt hit the surface. Flippy was standing in front of her. His face close to hers. Hands on her thighs. "Flippy..." She whimpered, pulling her face as far back as she could. He started to rub them, pressing his fingers in slightly as he went back and forth. "What are y-you doing?" She shouted. Goosebumps surged up her arms. She tried to pull away, but his grasp was too strong. "STOP!" She screamed. Attempting to push his arms off with her scrawny hold. No luck.

"You're a tease, Flaky." He whispered into her ear, his warm breath coursing through her hair and down her neck. "P-please." She begged, trying once more. She felt a tickle in a place she had never felt before.

"So many things I could do to you." He growled quietly. " And I intend to. The way you act so innocently and the way you nervously move around, makes me just want to rip your pants off and put it in." He whispered again, nibbling slightly on her ear lobe. She began to feel hot again, but it was different this time. It wasnt just under the skin, she felt hot in an odd place. "St-stop it!" She whimpered. He squeezed her thighs, pulling her pants of .

"Ow! St-Stop!" She screamed in pain. Her legs red from the torture. She started to cry, only in her panties and a shirt. He pulled her legs forward, to the edge of the counter, where her private was pressed hard against his. It was stiff , he pulled her in tighter, moaning quiet but grisly. Flippy slipped his hands up her shirt, cold hands against soft warm skin. She jumped, yelping. "Help! Help" He pressed his lips into hers. "Shhh." He mumbled into her lips, undoing her bra. Cupping her tiny breasts. "A handful, the perfect size" He squeezed before she could say anything.

She let out a mix of moans and whimpers. Flippy circled her nipples til they became pointy and erect, pressing into them. Massaging. Her face turned pink. Keeping one hand on her breast, he lifted the shirt off and slid her brad off her arms. He shoved her back against the backsplash and sucked on her nipples. Swirling it with his tongue and nibbling. She let out squeals of pain and pleasure.

She wanted to get away but felt powerless in his grip, her body was thinking the complete opposite a started lightening with every movement. Flippy slipped his finger down her lap again, his other hand squeezing both wrists above her head. He traced her clit from the outside of her panties. "You're so wet" He growled, getting more aggressive. " I could just slip right in." She turned her face in tears and utter mortification.

Flippy began to kiss down her neck, sucking on the collar bone and down to her stomach. He tongued her belly button, pressing deep as his hand slid under her ass. One side fit perfectly in his hand. He squeezed, moaning into her skin. She started to moan too, trying to hold it in. She actually liked being touched that way. Her thighs squeezed his hand tightly. "I wouldn't do that." He pushed deeply into her over the panties. "Ah!" She shouted in pleasure. Starting to shake. Panting.

He pulled her panties off and threw them. Now her body was exposed, she felt vulnerable. "P-please please." She begged trying to lower her arms. Flaky put two fingers into her labia, rubbing softly. "Pl-please...please..stop...ah.." Her words started to turn into hushed noises. Flippy pressed his erection in his pants against her naked body once more. Her arms fell limp. He let go of them gently putting them into his hair. He slid his pants off too, tossing his shirt. In boxers and nothing else. His dog tags clinged as they hit the floor. He started moving his fingers up and down on her clit. Flaky moaning softly. Her crying slowly began to stop.

He put one finger on the rim of her entrance and just barely went in. She started unknowingly pushing her hips up, pushing his finger down deeper. She was throbbing and it seemed like the only way to get relief. He kissed her deeply and intimately. Pushing his fingers in roughly. He sucked on her bottom lip. She squealed in pain. He kept kissing to calm her down. With one hand under her buttocks he picked her up, pulling the other hand out to hold her back. He layed her gently on the floor and quickly went back to fingering.

She feebly murmured. "what's that?" He asked, pulling his fingers out. "M..."She murmured again.

"Huh?" He asked pulling her legs open. He was manipulating her body and she was enjoying it. "More." she finally said.

"That's better" He smirked. pulling her ass up, knees bent, on all fours, hands on the ground. He squeezed her hips tightly. Letting him give out a pleasurable shreak, her shreaks made him go deeper. His tongue sucking on the clit, exploring her. He was letting out hums, vibrating her insides. "You're so sweet." He growled, flipping her back on her back side. He pried her legs open, opening the front of his boxers. His member slipped out. "I can tell it's your first time...and you're so young" He hovered over her kissing her. Cold because she was dripping wet, it rolled down her buttocks. A warmth covered it now, he prodded, never going in. She Couldn't take it, she thrusted forward forcing it into her. She screamed in intense pain as he started to move. "AH!" She tried to push him off, but she couldn't. The noise of her pain turned him on, as he went deeper and deeper. She felt a painful snap. He kept going. caressing her sides, trying to soothe her, show her she was enjoying it.

Flaky started moving again to. Her mouth open, panting, as her eyes rolled back. He roughly put his hand where her collar bone lay and held her down. Dominating her, which intensified her pleasure. He thrusted faster.

Flippy held her on as he got on his back. She was on top and very still, stiff. She didn't know what was going on. She looked down at his face, which was surprisingly looking at her passionately and lovingly. His eyes the most beautiful shade of emerald green. He ran his hands up her ass and squeezed again, moving her up and down. Guiding her every move, as a team. They were moving together. Moaning loudly. He grabbed her breasts and squeezed. His skin turned red with flush. She felt a heat rising in her tummy, as her insides swelled with tingles. She saw stars as she screamed. "FLIPPY!" He pushed into her, releasing. Filling her up they both stopped moving for a second. Weak she fell onto his chest, his member still throbbing and pumping inside. He lightly flipped her over onto the floor. He lie next to her, stroking her cheeks, he kissed her forehead. "Flaky...you have given me the chance to love again. I just want to be with you, if you would give me the chance. Please."

The sudden reaction made her head spin. "Fl-Flippy.." Her vision blurred, she fainted.


She awoke in the living room again. Alone. The room was dark. The tv was on, blankets over her soft skin. She panicked. Her heart swell in intense pain. As she sprang up to look for Flippy. He had just left her, after taking her virginity, such a big piece of her was gone. He took a piece of her heart. Flaky tried to fight back the tears, she felt unwanted and used. This was far worse than death. This was genuine heartbreak. She dropped to her knees on the floor and cried pools into her palms until her cheeks went raw. The burning feeling of salty tears on irritated skin.

She heard the door open. Flaky jumped back, throwing the sheets around her. A white light came through the door, an angelic prism. All sound left her ears, the silhouette reached for her hand.

"ARE YOU OKAY?!" The sound returned when she touched the warm palm. As the vision focused. "Baby?"

Flippy kissed her forehead, getting on one knee. "I went to get us some breakfast. Obviously not from the donut shop. I know you like tea." He handed her a cup. "By the way, I think I love you too."