A/N: Hey ya'll. I'm so sorry for the long wait, but I think this chapter is worth it :D I have been trying to write this for about a week, but...
There's this big hill in my town that has an acient indian name *no one can pronounce it lol* and most kids are forbid to go there cause its said to be an old burial ground for the tribe... Well me and some of my older friends went there and told our parents we were at the movies. We started playing truth or dare...and they dared me to walk bakeward to the top of this weird mound thing screaming 'come take me spirits!!' and since i dont actually believe there's a graveyard up there, I did it. But being me.. I tripped oer a tree root and fell down the whole hill. I broke a rib, and sprained my wrist... everyone was freaking out though because I was in some serious pain and didnt look too hot but ne of us felt like getting grounded forever so we tried to think of a good lie.. we didnt and so my friend just drove me to the hospital :S we didnt get in as much trouble as we expected..lets just say I wont be hanging aroud with those kids for about 2 weeks :(
WARNING: This chapter is kinda... not graphic but grossss due to the game *Seven Minutes in Heaven* I cant say too much without ruining the surprise, but if you arent the kind of reader who likes... gosh okay this chapter descirbes people taking their clothes off. humph...i kinda just ruined it for ya'll D:
AND NOW ONTO THE CHAPPIE!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. But I do own the song 1000 Oceans by Tokio Hotel.. hehe I wish...no i actually i wished I owned the boys of tokio hotel XD LOL.
Joey and I walked into the basement together, not knowing what was to come. About thirty of our classmates sat around in a circle, with an empty bottle of pop in the middle.
I had no idea what was kind of game this was, but I had a feeling I wasn't going to like it.
Jewelea began walking over towards me, along with Cynthia. They certainly had become fast friends…
"Everyone!! This is Alice, and she'll be in the closet first." Cynthia said with a suspicious smirk plastered on her tanned face.
"Actually, Cindy," She glared at me for using her childish name, "I don't know how to play the game. Would you mind explaining it to me?"
The whole room looked at me with an expression that said 'what a freak'. I felt somewhat hurt, but didn't give much thought to it considering these weren't the people I thought of as friends to begin with.
"Sure, little Ms. Naïve." Her voice taunting.
"What you do is one girl goes into the closet, and the boys spin the bottle around to see which lucky one gets to follow her in there. Now the girl will have a blindfold on so she won't know who it is, but the lucky guy gets to do whatever he wants to her for seven whole minutes." Jewelea explained, directed at the whole room.
I understood the game. And my earlier assumption had been correct, I didn't like it.
Cynthia tied a red scarf around my head to cover my eyes, and walked me to the closet. I could hear murmurs and laughs coming from the other side of the door, but I could not understand what was going on.
The door creaked open, and I heard footsteps.
"Hello there, Mary Alice." A deep, rough voice said. I couldn't recognize it off that small phrase, but it sounded vaguely familiar.
"Hi." I managed to say, although my throat was so dry I couldn't believe I managed.
"Now, how are you today?" He said… his voice becoming more familiar with every word.
"Fine. And yourself?" I needed to hear his voice and place it with one of the boys in my grade.
"Very well, thank you. Now, let's stop wasting the few minutes that we have together." It suddenly clicked in my mind who he was. His name was James, and he was a football player in my grade. He went through girls like my father went through newspapers; daily and with pocket change.
Suddenly, his arm began caressing my upper leg, and attempted to slide up my dress. I tried my hardest to find his face so I could slap him right then and there, but with the blindfold and the darkness of the closet it was truly impossible.
His lips met mine and I was disgusted when he endeavored to stick his slimy tongue into my mouth, although this did help me track where his face was. I pulled out my arm and slapped him straight across the face, not caring if it was lady like or not. Then I tore off that grotesque blindfold to look him in the eyes and tell him what a pig he is.
Unfortunately for me, he grabbed my arms as I was about to hit him again, and began un-zipping my dress with his unoccupied hand. I decided to try yelling to make him stop, although it hadn't been but two minutes yet.
"STOP!!!" was all I could think up in my hysteria.
"No, no. Don't be like that." He whispered into my ear, causing chills of fear to pop up on my arms.
James started whispering other things like 'you're so lucky I wanted to come in her, just for you' and 'tell me how much you want to be with me'. I couldn't manage anything but nodding, frozen with fear. I desired so much to scream again, but he had tied the scarf over my mouth to silence me, only moving it when his lips wanted its position.
At this point, my dress was unzipped all the way off, thrown into a corner without care by James. I was wearing only my undergarments; a pair of satin black panties and matching bra. James had his jacket and shirt thrown off as well, but luckily his pants were still where they should be.
I closed my eyes and just waited for the seven minutes in hell to be over. James's hands were all over me, as were his lips. I felt truly horrified and wanted nothing more than to kick him where the sun don't shine.
He began to unbutton his trousers, and I don't think I have ever been more frightened in my entire life. He had tied my hands over my head with a flimsy ribbon attached to some sort of unmovable object, so I could not take this opportunity run for it. At this moment, I craved for Joey to barge through the door and take me somewhere else, where James's wasn't present.
As if in an instant, James's pants were with the rest of our clothing, and he on top of me. His long, dirty blond hair was all over my face, and his lips were racing towards mine aggressively. Like he had practiced it before, he slipped one hand behind my back and undid my bra in one swift motion. I felt horribly exposed and insecure.
"Well. You should show those twins off more often, little Alice. They sure are beautiful." James told me, and the only emotions I felt were disgust and fear.
"Go to hell." I managed to mumble. Although it wasn't lady like, I could care less right now.
"You shouldn't say things like that, little Alice." He growled and put his hand around my neck as though to choke me.
I couldn't breath, and wondered how much longer this nightmare would last.
While his lips were on mine, James looked at his watch. His face fell, which made mine light up.
"I'm afraid we have only one minute until your little slut of a sister comes here to pull me away. We should put our cloths back on so she isn't completely appalled." He whispered into my ear. I simply nodded, still fearing him.
He threw my articles of clothing at me and started putting his pants back on. Then, without even bothering to put on his shirt, he came and started helping me with my dressing. I did not need or want the help. As I was zipping up my dress, the doorknob turned slowly, and James pushed me on the ground, with himself over me, and began kissing me again. Cynthia walked in and looked horrified.
"James. Alice. Your seven minutes are up." She said, as though she was jealous of me.
THANK GOD. I thought. Joey tilted his head so he could peek into the closet as James was getting off me, and he too looked horrified. I would have to explain this to him later, although I was not looking forward to it.
"Oh, by the way. If you tell anyone what happened in there, you'll regret it." James murmured roughly in my ear.
I'm not going to lie. I was scared of James, so I would do as he asked, or told.
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For the remainder of the party I was basically in a vegetative state. It passed somewhat uneventfully, with the exception of Cynthia and a boy a year ahead of her, Tom, getting caught both topless during their seven minutes.
Every girl had a turn in the closet, some even had two, and every boy had two turns with a girl.
Joey went only once, with a girl named Hannah, and when Cindy opened the door they were at opposite sides of the small closet. Hannah grabbed her friend and they went to talk in the corner of the room. Of course, her friend told everyone what had happened the second Hannah left. Apparently Joey walked in, took off her blindfold, and told her in no uncertain terms that he did not want to do anything but talk. Hannah was of course heartbroken, since every girl in the school would apparently kill to be in the closet with Joey Whitlock.
Cynthia and I, against her protests, left the party at ten o'clock. There were only about five people left, including Joey and Jewelea, when we left. Joey, being the gentleman he is, walked us to the door. Unfortunately, he was still a bit shocked from the James thing to talk like we had earlier.
"Joey…" I tried to explain.
"Don't worry about it, Alice. There's no need to explain anything to me. It's truly none of my business."
"Joey. I'm making it your business. I can't talk about it right now but meet me in the Quad tomorrow before class and I promise to tell you everything."
"I'll be there, but I'm not forcing you to tell me anything." Joey said with sadness in his eyes.
My sister and I walked home without discussion. She was more likely still upset with me for making her leave early, but who cares.
Once we got home, I went straight to my room and wrote. I wrote until my clock said it was past midnight, and my hand was covered in ink. Dang left hand curse. I had nt written anything of importance, except one love song.
Empty Streets
I follow every breath
Into the night
The wind so cold
The sun is frozen
The world has lost its light
I carry your picture
Deep in me
Back to you
Over 1000 seas
Back to us
Don't you lose
Your trust and your belief
Just trust me
We have to go 1000 oceans wide
1000 dark years when time has died
1000 stars are passing by
We have to go 1000 oceans wide
1000 times against an endless tide
We'll be free to live our life
I know somewhere
We'll find a little place
For you and me
It all turned out
A different way
Can't feel the pulse
In our veins
So weak today
We'll let our heartbeat
Guide us through the dark
Just trust me
We have to go 1000 oceans wide
1000 dark years when time has died
1000 stars are passing by
We have to go 1000 oceans wide
1000 times against an endless tide
We'll be free to live our life
There's nothing and no one we'll miss
And one day we'll look back
With no regrets
1000 oceans wide
1000 endless years have died
1000 oceans wide
1000 stars are passing by
Passing by
Please don't drift away from me
Please don't drift away from me
We have to go 1000 oceans wide
1000 dark years when time has died
1000 stars are passing by
We have to go 1000 oceans wide
1000 times against an endless tide
Then we'll be free
Please don't drift away from me
Please don't drift away from me
1000 Oceans wide
I had no idea what it meant. But it had a nice melody to it, so I decided to keep it in my notebook of songs.
I turned out my light, and tried my hardest to fall asleep. Regrettably, I failed. My alarm sounded while I was still awake, and I slowly got up.
Prepared to tell Joey what actually happened last night, I walked out the door, without even asking Cynthia how she was getting to school.
A/N: Semi kinda cliffy :0 lol hope you enjoyed the chapter! REVIEW!!!!