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Chapter 12: Challenge 12
Buttercup's POV
I couldn't help but be thankful that I could use chemical X to heal myself. Otherwise, waking up this morning would've been literal torture. I started to get up, but Butch grabbed my waist and squeezed me like a teddy bear so I couldn't leave.
"Hey babe, could you at least loosen your grip a little?" I felt an uncomfortable tension on my ribs and winced when he hugged me even tighter. Of course he wouldn't hear. I turned in his hold and hugged him like a koala, easily falling back asleep.
Bradley's POV
I woke up to see my girlfriend sitting up in bed, clearly waiting on me to do anything.
"Good morning baby, how'd you sleep?" She smiled and rubbed her eyes.
"Pretty good actually. I wanted you to watch that video I told you about last night. She's so good!" I nodded in agreement to watch the video and I couldn't have been more surprised as I watched it. Of the sisters, I would've thought Bubbles to be the dancer, not Buttercup.
"Oh my god, she is really good! I wasn't expecting that!" I looked at my girlfriend and saw an expectant glare directed towards me.
"You remember what you have to do, right?" I thought about everything that happened last night and everything came back in a flash. I needed to apologize.
"Yeah, let's get ready and go over as soon as possible." With those words, we both raced to get ready, making a record 7 minutes.
"Alright Bradley. Ready to go?" I looked up at my girl as she walked down the stairs and smiled at how great she looked even when she didn't try. She was wearing a pair of black gym shorts that I was pretty sure Buttercup gave her and one of my white t shirts. I couldn't really blame her for dressing lazy since I had the same idea. I looked down to see a black pair of basketball shirt and a plain white t shirt.
"Yup I'm ready, beautiful." I grabbed her hand as we walked to my car, only letting go when we had to get in opposite sides of the car.
The ride wasn't long since there was almost nobody on the roads at 6:30 in the morning and once we got to the door, we realized all the lights were out.
"Well, they have to wake up sometime." I cringed as my girlfriend banged on the door, flashbacks of yesterday morning rushing through my head. It took a while, but Butch eventually came to the door, but I wasn't really expecting what we saw.
Buttercup was hanging on to Butch's chest as if she were a koala, but she was still sound asleep.
Kitty and I started to laugh quietly, only to receive a tired glare from Butch, directed completely at me.
"Look, you gave her a hard enough time last night and in case you haven't noticed, it's a little early for visitors." For a while I didn't say anything, but a nudge from the girl beside me got me talking.
"I actually came over to apologize for last night. I was just scared and she was the first person I thought to take my frustrations out on." Butch gave me a suspicious look, but eventually let us in.
"I'll see if I can wake her up." I looked to Kitty and smiled as we walked in to sit on the loveseat while Butch sat on the couch to try and wake the sleeping girl up. I watched as he tried to pry her arms from him, but her peaceful smile twisted and she held onto him tighter.
"Don't leave me…" I felt a stab in the chest as she mumbled in her sleep. She really didn't have many people in her side.
"Babe we have visitors, you have to get up." She didn't even seem to acknowledge that he said anything and buried her face in his chest.
"Please don't go. Please don't leave me." I could only watch in complete shock as tears started to stream down her face and she started shaking.
"Babe, what are you talking about? I'm right here, I just want you to wake up." He tried again to move her off of him, but it only caused her to let out a heartbreaking scream.
"No! Don't leave me Butch! Don't go!" I watched the scene too shocked to move. I never expected something like this from the seemingly invincible girl.
"Babe I'm right here! Just wake up! It's a dream Buttercup, wake up!" Using his super strength, Butch managed to pry her arms off of him, a pained look crossing his face every time she cried out to him. I wanted to help the guy but before I could she woke up.
Her eyes held a panic that I had never expected to see from her.
"Butch! Oh thank God!" Her arms flew back around him and she hid her face in his shoulder.
"Babe, what happened?" She pulled away from him, finally having calmed down.
"Sorry. I had a really bad nightmare…" Butch pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head.
"Don't be sorry babe, you can't help it. You have two visitors though that might help you forget about it." I had to hold back a laugh as she whipped around and fell off of the couch, hitting her head on the coffee table.
"Oww. Fuck." She looked up as she held her head. "What are you two doing here so early?" Kitty was too busy laughing to answer so I answered for her.
"I wanted to apologize for how I treated you last night… I really was wrong for that and I promise I'll be nicer to you." She stared at me for what seemed like forever, her expression unreadable. Let me tell you, it was intimidating as fuck.
"Umm… Bu-" She held up a hand and cut me off.
"I heard you." I felt my frustration build up, but forced it down.
"Are you gonna respond?" I watched the girl hopefully.
"I'll think about it. I've given you quite a few chances and you've kinda fucked them all up so far. How can I trust that this is any different from all of your other apologies? How do I know you aren't just doing this because Kit told you to? I put my trust in you every time you apologize and so far you've only thrown it back in my face. Maybe I'm too trusting… I'm thinking of changing that about myself." My eyes widened as I realized what I had been doing to her.
"Don't stop trusting people because I fucked up a few times Buttercup. I was just scared last night, I didn't mean to say what I did to you and I feel awful about it. You're a great friend to Kit and you protected her like you promised you would. I really do appreciate that. You were right, she did have fun and I'm sorry for doubting that. She told me about how you looked out for her all night and I feel awful that I jumped to conclusions the way I did. If you can find it in yourself to give me your trust, I promise that I'll never treat you like I did last night ever again. I don't deserve it, but please forgive me and give me your trust again." Her face was conflicted, probably more conflicted than any 18 year old should look.
"You're right. You don't deserve it…" I looked down in disappointment, not being able to look at my girlfriend. I met Buttercup's impossibly green eyes and watched as her glare dissolved, replaced by a defeated look. "But God knows I'm still gonna forgive you…" My eyes widened in shock at her implication.
"Thank you! You won't regret it this time, I promise!" She offered a weak smile and walked up to her room.
"I hope you're right."
Buttercup's POV
I walked into my room and closed the door behind me, pressing my back against it. I closed my eyes and slid to the floor. The second I closed my eyes, scenes from my nightmare started to flash through my memory. It just seemed so real.
*Buttercup's Dream*
Just like any other morning, I woke up in Butch's arms. "Hey babe, wake up." I smiled as his eyes opened to meet mine.
"Goodmorning beautiful." I could only blush and laugh as I got up from the bed.
"Goodmorning Butch." I walked over to get my challenge and read the letter.
'I guess you're still alive since I have to write this letter. Your challenge today is to get in a street fight with the first stranger who bumps into you.' Fighting was always my forte and being able to do just that was going to help me release some pent up stress.
Butch came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my head. "So what do you have to do B?" I leaned back into him and showed him the letter.
"I have to get in a street fight with the first person who bumps into me. It shouldn't be that bad unless I bump into like John Cena or something like that." I could feel the vibration of his laugh on my back.
"I'm sure you could kick John Cena's ass too, but I'll come with you just in case something goes wrong. It never said you couldn't have any help." I couldn't keep the smile off my face knowing he would always be there for me. I turned around in his hold and kissed him sweetly on the lips.
"Thanks babe." With that he let me go so we could get ready for the day. I dressed in a pair of dark denim shorts and a black tank top while he wore black basketball shorts and a dark green t shirt.
"Ready to go B?" I nodded and we ran out, both grabbing a banana to start the day.
We were walking hand in hand down the road and almost as soon as we reached Townsville, some really buff tall guy bumps right into me, his ribs hitting my shoulder. I looked at Bitch with a terrified face, bu quickly covered it up.
"Hey! Watch where you're going asshole! Walk much?"
I watched tensely as the guy froze and slowly turned around to face us. "Oh look, a little girl is trying to act all tough-" I growled at his condescending tone.
"I'm a lot tougher than you think dickhead!" The man bent down to my level and gave me a cocky look that said he was mocking me.
Since he was stupid enough to put his face in perfect reach of my fist, I threw a nasty left hook to his jaw before he could even notice. I heard a loud crack and smirked at my handiwork knowing I broke his jaw.
I kept my eyes glued to my opponent for any signs of movement, and as soon as I saw him move, I could tell he was going for a roundhouse kick. As soon as his foot lifted from the ground, I grabbed his leg and flipped him backwards so he was on his back, facing up. To my surprise, the guy was quick to get up and threw a punch that a barely dodged, but put me in a perfect position to deliver yet another blow to his nose, which broke with a sickening crunch upon contact.
I expected him to be out for at least a few seconds, but he turned around and landed a ridiculously painful punch to my eye. I looked up to counter, but froze in shock as I looked up to see that his eyes were yellow and catlike, just like HIM's. I couldn't even collect myself before I took yet another devastating punch to the face.
I snapped back to attention and barely dodged another fist aimed for my face, which met with the sidewalk, but the man didn't even flinch. How was I supposed to beat that? He doesn't feel pain!
I tried anyways and broke his arm while he held it on the ground. To my absolute horror, he didn't even flinch and used the same arm to slam my head into the concrete. My vision started to swim from the sheer force that was put behind the attack and I could only struggle as he lifted me up, preparing to snap my neck. I kicked him in many places, but he didn't even flinch, even when my foot connected with his balls.
I still refused to accept defeat and grabbed his arm, hoping to loosen his grip on my head, but it didn't even phase him. Suddenly, Butch flew in and dislocated the guy's arm and broke all of his fingers, causing the guy to drop me.
"Don't you dare touch her like that HIM! She doesn't have her powers, it's not fair for you to interfere! I watched as Butch fought the guy and smiled at the fact that he was fighting for me even though it was dangerous.
My eyes widened in horror as I watched HIM pull out a strange looking knife. "Butch move!" I screamed to him as loud as I could. He caught sight of the knife, but before he could move, HIM stabbed him right in the heart.
I could've sworn my heart stopped as the knife went straight through him and HIM disappeared, allowing him to drop to the ground. Without missing a beat, I ran over to him and put his head in my lap.
"Oh my god, don't worry, I'm calling Blossom now." At this point I was openly crying.
"Babe, I… think that… was an antidote… X knife. I- I think I'm… gonna die." I let out a sob at the implication.
"No. No, you're gonna be fine. You're gonna be fine, I'm calling Blossom now. You're gonna be fine damnit!" I held back an anguished scream as he coughed up blood.
Blossom finally picked up the phone and I started crying into the phone.
"Blossom! P-please get to Townsville quick! Butch is gonna d-die if you don't! Please hurry Blossom! W-we're on 7th st-street." I burst into tears and leaned down to give Butch a quick kiss.
"Okay I'll be there as soon as possible!" With that she hung up and I started to comfort Butch by running my fingers through his hair.
"I love you B. I'm sorry it had to end like this." I sent him a watery glare and looked him in the eyes, my tears splashing onto his cheeks.
"No! Don't leave me!" I started to cry harder as he started to cough up more blood and close his eyes.
"No, don't g-go! Please don't go Butch! I l-love you so m-much! Please don't l-leave me!" His eyes opened to meet mine weakly and offered a tiny smile.
"K-iss me good-bye?" I wanted to tell him that everything would be ok, but I leaned in to kiss him because I would never forgive myself if I refused him that. After a while, we pulled apart and realized that he never opened his eyes. My blood went cold and I went into denial immediately.
"Butch? Butch, wake up." My breathing started to grow erratic and I shook him gently.
"Butch! Please! Wake up! Don't leave me Butch! I love you!" My hands started shaking uncontrollably and I broke down into a fit of sobs. I held on tight to Butch and buried my face in his soft hair.
"I love you…" I managed to let out a weak whimper and hugged his body close. A little too late, Blossom and Bubbles showed up to the scene.
"Buttercup, we're here!" They looked up and froze, seeing me actually cry for the first time. Their determined looks dropped and was replaced with looks of anguish.
"No, we're too late… we're so sorry." I couldn't even form a response and all I could do was hug him closer, hoping none of it was real.
*End of Buttercup's Dream*
Luckily for me, it wasn't real and I couldn't have been more relieved. I took a breath to calm myself and picked up the letter nervously, praying it wouldn't be about a street fight.
'Hello dearest Buttercup! This might not surprise you, but I have yet another challenge for you. Don't worry, I'm giving you a break tonight… kinda. I was rather impressed with your dancing skills (both kinds of dancing), so tonight you are to attend a birthday party. The address is: 4865 Taperel Dr. Townsville, CA. The party starts at 7 and ends at 10. I expect you to stay for the whole party and do whatever the birthday boy wants you to do. Don't worry, I got parent approval for you to go. Have fun and go alone!'
Okay, so I was going to a child's birthday party. That would be easy, I have a soft spot for kids despite my tough girl rep. I decided on a kid friendly outfit.
After trifling through my drawers for a few minutes, I found the perfect outfit: a pair of dark jegging capris, a light purple v neck t shirt, and a pair of back flip flops. I put my hair in a messy low ponytail and put on my typical makeup.
Immediately after I finished getting ready, I heard a timid knock on the door. "B, can I come in?" I recognized the voice as Butch's and opened the door or him.
"Hey Butch. Wanna read the challenge? It's really easy today." He nodded and walked in, grabbing the note and reading it.
"You're right, this one is pretty easy. You have to go alone though and that's kinda suspicious… but that's not what I came up here for." I knew he was talking about my nightmare, but I didn't want to talk about it.
"You're right, it is kinda weird that I have to go alone…" I bent over to pick my pajamas off of the floor and felt a hard slap on my ass.
"Ow! What the fuck was that for?" He roughly turned me around to face him and held a strong grip on my face so I would look him in the eyes.
"Don't try to change the subject. This is serious, you were crying. Now tell me what your dream was about." I stared at him defiantly and he pushed me onto my bed.
"Buttercup. Just talk to me." How would I tell him that I had a dream about him being murdered? I swallowed nervously and tried to pull away from his firm grip.
"He killed you." My voice was at a quiet whisper. "He-he killed you. And I couldn't do anything." My voice started to tremble and I could feel my eyes start to water. "They couldn't get there fast enough and y-you left me." The determination in his eyes dissipated and was replaced with a comforting look. He released his hold on my face and pulled me close to him in a loving hug.
"I'm never gonna leave you babe. I'll always be right here with you." I pulled away from him to look in his eyes.
"I love you so much." He leaned in so that our lips were almost touching.
"I love you too B, more than anything." With that, he closed the small space between us and kissed me, pushing me back onto my bed in the process. As my back hit the mattress, my legs wrapped around his waist and my hands moved to his hair. One thing led to another and my child appropriate outfit ended up discarded across the room as Butch and I got to an adult activity.
We had completely forgotten about our company downstairs until the door swung open, eliciting a scream from both Butch and me.
"Fuck! Get out!" I screamed the first words that came to mind, Butch being the only barrier between me and our forgotten guests.
"I'm sorry! Shit! I'm so sorry!" Bradley was quick to cover his eyes and ran into a wall trying to get out of my room.
"Bradley! Are you ok?" Kit helped him up and they moved out of the room, closing the door behind them. Butch and I clung to each other, waiting for our heart rates to slow down before moving apart to get dressed.
Bradley's POV
I sat outside of Buttercup's room, hating myself for being so stupid. "Fuck, now she's gonna hate me… I'm so fucking stupid, I'm sorry Kit. I really do want to be her friend." Kit looked at me with an amused smirk on her face.
"She's not gonna hate you. She probably just panicked because they obviously forgot that we were sitting downstairs. They're probably gonna walk out-" before Kitty could finish her sentence, the door opened and a fully dressed Buttercup stepped out, her face slightly flushed in embarrassment.
"I'm so sorry about that, I'm just not having a great morning." Butch walked out, also fully dressed a few seconds later.
"No we're so sorry, we should've at least knocked." I felt bad thinking I was part of the reason her morning was so bad.
"Bradley. I'm sorry I gave you such a hard time this morning, I don't hate you… I'll make breakfast." I watched the unusually quiet girl as she walked downstairs towards the kitchen.
"Umm… is Buttercup okay?" Kitty voiced her concerns to Butch as soon as Buttercup moved out of earshot. I turned my attention to him as well, also concerned for the girl.
"I'm honestly not sure… She had a nightmare earlier and it really shook her up. She might still be thinking about it." My eyes widened at the thought of the seemingly fearless superhero having a fear that big.
"What's she scared of? I thought she wasn't scared of anything." I looked to Butch to get an answer, but I heard a small voice behind me, beating him to it.
"Spiders." I whipped my head around and made eye contact with a timid looking Buttercup. Before I could even respond, she spoke up again.
"Waffles, pancakes, french toast, or crepes? I already know what everyone else wants." I recovered from my shock and managed to reply to her.
"Oh, I'll take a waffle. Thanks." She nodded and looked back up at me.
"Want any fruit? How do you like your eggs? And is bacon okay for you?" I couldn't help but smile at her impersonation of a waitress.
"I'll have strawberries on top, I'll take them scrambled and bacon is fine." She flashed a very convincing fake smile and walked back into the kitchen. I looked at the other two and saw that they didn't even notice. How long has she been hiding how she really feels?
I decided against bringing it up and started up a conversation to break the silence.
"So is she good at cooking?" Both Butch and my girlfriend snapped their gaze onto me.
"No, she's not just good. Good isn't a strong enough word to describe how well she cooks. She makes the kind of meals where you would rather eat at home than at a restaurant." Kitty raved on about Buttercup's cooking and it only built onto the anticipation of waiting on my food.
It was about a half hour later when she called us for breakfast, her sisters having joined us a while ago. I couldn't have possibly prepared myself for what I saw on the table. Everyone ran towards their seat, a beautifully plated meal in front of each of them.
I could only stare in awe at the waffle stack on my plate, perfectly topped with strawberries with strawberry syrup and whipped cream. My eyes drifted to the side with the scrambled eggs and bacon. The eggs were fluffy and the bacon perfectly crispy.
"Do you not like it..?" Buttercup fiddled with the bottom of her shirt in slight embarrassment.
"No! This is great! I'm just shocked that you're this good at cooking!" Another smile came to her face and once again I could tell it was forced.
"Glad to hear that." The middle sister took her seat between Butch and Kitty and started to eat. I turned towards my plate and dug in. They were right, she was better than good.
I wasted no time with eating my meal and it seemed nobody else did either since everyone was already finished. I watched as Buttercup got up and took everyone's plates.
"Buttercup, you made the food. I'll clean up." She turned towards me and showed another faked smile.
"Thanks Bradley, but you're the guest and you don't have to do anything." She took my plate from in front of me and walked back to kitchen. Even though she told me not to do anything, I walked after her, at least wanting to find out what was on her mind.
I walked into the kitchen to see her staring blankly at the sink, not doing anything. "A penny for your thoughts? You seem different today." Buttercup visibly flinched and turned to face me.
"Oh, hey Brad. Did you like breakfast?" I frowned at the change of subject.
"Yeah breakfast was amazing, but don't change the subject. What's wrong? Don't think I didn't notice that all of your smiles this morning were fake. I didn't want to say it in front of everyone else, but I know you do need to talk about it." Buttercup nervously shifted in place, contemplating whether she would answer or not.
"I had a really bad dream last night and I'm trying to shake it, but I just can't. It was just so realistic and I'm scared it's actually gonna happen. If it does I'm actually going to die." I flinched back in shock. I knew she had a nightmare, but I didn't think it was that bad!
"Do you want to talk about it? I can keep this conversation between us." She looked to be thinking it over, stuck between telling me or not.
"I was doing another one of those stupid things and Butch got killed because of it. I'm just scared that I'm gonna get one of you guys killed, even if it isn't Butch. I think I'm just gonna start doing all this crazy shit alone without telling anyone. Starting after today of course because I have to go by myself anyways." My eyes widened at her confession.
"Buttercup. If you leave everyone out of this, you're gonna get yourself killed!" She looked up with me, a sad smile on her face.
"I'm not really seeing the problem… That's what you've wanted from me since you first met me anyways right? Leave everyone else out of it? Well you're trying to get along with me, so I'm trying to get along with you. As long as I keep everyone else out of it, they'll be safe." I frowned as she brought up what I wanted.
"I want you to be alive. I don't want you to get yourself killed because you're still hanging on to what I said out of fear for Kitty's safety. And don't talk about yourself as if your life doesn't matter, because there are five other people in this house right now who would die if you got yourself killed." She looked up from the ground and flashed me a genuine smile.
"Thanks Brad." I smiled back to her and gave her a hug, glad to finally be getting along with the girl.
"Okay now let's get these dishes done." We shared a smile and got to work.
Kitty's POV
I sat back and looked at the satisfied faces of everyone else at the table, the peace breaking as soon as we heard the sound of Buttercup screaming.
We all ran into the kitchen to see Bradley with soap suds all over his shirt and spraying Buttercup with the faucet. They both froze as they heard the sound of the door opening. The looks on their faces were priceless, like two kids caught with their hands in the liquor cabinet.
"He/She started it!" They both screamed in sync, pointing at the other. Immediately they turned to the other and stared in disbelief.
"No, you started it!" Once again they yelled in sync.
"You threw soap bubbles at me! How did I start it?" Bradley was the first to throw out an accusation.
"You sprayed me with the faucet!" Buttercup was quick to defend herself.
"Only because you dried your hands on my shirt!" Bradley retaliated.
"Only because you turned on the water and got my hands wet!" Buttercup yelled back at him.
"That's how you wash dishes! I was supposed to turn on the water!" Bradley slapped his face in exasperation.
"Well- you started it!" Buttercup went back to her original claim, but Blossom cut the argument.
"This is childish! You guys aren't five, you're both adults. You can both clean up and afterwards you can change into dry clothes." Both Buttercup and Bradley looked at eachother and smirked at each other. Before we could fixture out why, Buttercup threw bubbles at us and Bradley started spraying water towards us.
All of us started screaming and eventually, they stopped.
"Ok Buttercup, let's actually clean up now. This is atrocious." Bradley finally came to his senses and realized it was time to clean up. Buttercup, however started laughing, her wet hair stuck to her face, bubbles all up her arms.
"Never!" With that, my best friend took off, but slipped on a wet spot and busted her ass on the floor. "Oww…" The black haired girl whined as everyone else in the room laughed at her.
Buttercup's POV
After my little… accident, I was forced to help clean up all the soap and water that flooded the kitchen. Bradley and I walked upstairs to change and I looked for another kid friendly outfit. I decided on a pair of ripped black capris and a light blue v neck, finished with the same black sandals. I redid my hair to fall in loose curls and fixed any of my makeup that was smudged.
Once approving my look, I ran back downstairs and sat next to Butch. "No green today?" Butch asked me as he slipped his arm around my waist.
"Nope, I'm switching it up a little bit. You mind?" I smiled at him and put my hand over his.
"As long as you don't change yourself I love it." I could only smile and kiss him lightly after his comment. He pulled me closer to him and eventually I fell asleep against him without noticing.
Bradley's POV
Even though cleaning up the whole kitchen was a pain, I couldn't deny that I had a good time… even if it was the most childish thing I had done in years. After changing, I walked downstairs to see Buttercup curled up against Butch. The girl really was just a big child forced to grow up too fast.
I had never really thought about the fact that their childhood was always interrupted by their responsibility to the city. I moved my attention towards my girl and sat next to her.
"I'm back." Kitty scooted closer to me and I draped my arm over her shoulder.
"Hey babe. I see you found a way to bond with Buttercup." I smiled at the memory of the kitchen war and kissed the top of Kit's head.
"I told you I would, and you're right. She is a really good person, funny too." I looked over towards her and saw her sleeping peacefully, a huge contrast from the nightmare she had this morning.
"I'm glad you're finally getting along with her." I grabbed Kitty's hand and led her out of the house.
"Let's get lunch for everyone. They've been taking care of us and letting us stay at their house." My girlfriend smiled a genuinely happy smile and it made me feel warm knowing that I caused it.
"That's a great idea! Buttercup loves Chinese takeout, we can get that for everyone."
Buttercup's POV
I woke up to the smell of my favorite food ever: Chinese takeout.
"Chinese takeout!" I all but screamed as I shot out of Butch's grasp. I heard laughing in the kitchen and ran in to see Kit and Bradley holding bags of my favorite food.
"Thank you! You guys are the best!" I launched myself into them, hugging both at once. I only smiled bigger when I got two hugs back.
"Well, you've done so much for us and we wanted to repay you somehow. We hope this covers it." Bradley was the one to speak and I only smiled bigger and released them, jumping slightly in excitement.
"Covers it? This more than covers it! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I grabbed the bag they held out to me and sat at the table, impatiently waiting for everyone else to sit down.
It took a few minutes, but once everyone got their food, I dug in, finishing in under 10 minutes.
After finishing, I looked to the clock and almost panicked. It was 6:15 and the party was 30 minutes away. I wasn't allowed to be late.
"Shit! I have to go! Thank you so much for the food, I love all of you, and I'll see you when I get home around 10:30!" I ran out to the car, only stopping to give Butch a quick goodbye kiss.
Once I got in my car, I threw it in reverse, buckling up as my car pulled out of the driveway. Without any hesitation, I sped off towards my destination. With all the speeding I was doing, I was able to get there a few minutes before the party started.
It felt weird actually showing up to a party on time since I typically showed up a half hour late. I looked over myself and fixed my wind whipped hair before getting out of my car.
I slowly walked up to the door and knocked hesitantly, mentally preparing myself for whatever I had to do tonight. Whatever scenarios I came up with couldn't have possibly prepared me for what I saw when the door opened: a boy around my age and his father.
"Oh hello! You must be here for my son's birthday, come in!" My heart started to beat harder and could only pray that there was a six year old in a different room.
"So where's the birthday boy?" I crossed my fingers hoping that he had a different son, but they both laughed at me.
"Why he's right here!" The older man pushed the boy closer towards me and I fought down my instinct to punch the guy.
"It's his 18th birthday and he's always been quite infatuated with you. When we got a call from an old friend saying we could have you for the night I just knew it would make Henry's birthday the best one ever." I swallowed the lump in my throat and fiddled with the rips in my jeans.
"A… a friend?" I could've sworn my heart stopped when both of their eyes flashed yellow.
"Yes. And to our understanding, you're at our mercy until 10." I choked back a scream and texted Butch behind my back.
'Bday boy is actually 18 and friends w/ HIM. Not feeling too lucky anymore'
Before I could hit send, the father teleported my phone to his hand and crushed it. Fuck.
"You won't need this. Henry will lead you to the master room." I held back tears as I followed Henry and watched the shards of my phone drop to the floor.
The boy led me up to a big room with a fancy king sized bed and only the fanciest antique furniture.
"Wh-why did you bring me in here? What kind of birthday party takes place in a bedroom?" The boy snapped around to face me and grabbed my shoulders hard.
"I'm an adult now and you're here to help me feel like a man." My eyes widened and I started to panic.
"I have a boyfriend! I can't fuck you because I only fuck him!" The new adult's eyes flashed yellow and he pinned me to the bed.
"If you want your daddy to stay alive, you'll sit back like the little whore you are and let me fuck you like only a real man can." I didn't even bother trying to hold back my tears as they spilled down my cheeks.
"I fucking hate you! You're a fucking disgusting scumbag! I hope you break your fucking dick!" Henry leaned in closer and licked the tears from my cheeks and I had to hold myself back from puking.
"Cooperate sweetheart. I want you to kiss me like you mean it and I want you to fuck me until I tell you to stop." I clenched my jaw and reminded myself who I was doing this for.
*MATURE CONTENT*
I took a deep breath and leaned in to kiss him, forcing myself to pretend it was Butch. I choked back a sob as he moved his hands to my chest and started grinding into me.
He moved one hand from my chest to force my mouth open so he could stick his tongue in. I thought about biting it off, but I couldn't risk the professor getting killed so I forced myself to respond. I felt more tears roll down my cheeks as I felt his hands start to pull my shirt up. He pulled away from me and literally ripped my shirt off.
I moved to cover myself up, but he pinned my hands above my head. "Keep them there." I clenched my jaw and let more tears slide down my face.
He moved his head down to my stomach and licked my stomach and began to kiss and suck at my chest when he got there, leaving multiple hickeys. I let out a squeak of protest when he started to remove my bra, earning me a glare and a hard slap to the face.
"I'm in charge here and I'll do what I want." I let out a choked sob and nodded pitifully.
The boy continued to remove my bra and started to grab and suck on my boobs. I started to cry shamelessly as I felt him start to grind into me again, knowing it wasn't Butch.
I guess he didn't like my crying because he flipped me so my back was facing him and slapped my ass hard. I squeaked from the pain I felt from it and held back protests as he started to pull my pants off.
Once he had me completely naked, he smacked my ass again, but harder than the last time. I let out a small scream and moved to cover myself, a huge mistake. For my disobedience, I received a painful punch to the side of my face.
"Stop that!" My protests only earned me another to the other side and he pressed himself against me.
"Listen toots, here's what's gonna happen. You're gonna keep your mouth shut while I fuck you until I have to let you go. You listen to everything I say, or your daddy is as good as dead." I let out the sob I was holding back and accepted my fate for the night.
"Now, get on your knees and suck my dick." I closed my eyes and swallowed my pride for my dad. He pulled down his pants as I kneeled down in front of him, his dick right in front of my face. I gagged at the thought of sticking it in my mouth, but his harsh voice cut me out of my thoughts.
"Suck it now you fucking whore!" I tensed at the name, but held myself back from killing the demon in front of me. I reached out and grabbed his dick a little harder than necessary, earning a nice kick to the stomach.
"Don't try that again bitch!" I growled at him and reluctantly sucked at the tip of his cock before taking the rest of it in my mouth. I felt his hands move to the back of my head and pull my hair from my face.
"You better make this good."
I pulled away from his dick and licked it from his balls to the tip before sticking it in my mouth again, curling my tongue around the bottom and moving up and down on it.
Before I could even figure out what was going on, he started to fuck my mouth, forcing his dick to the back of my throat. Before he could even get off, he pulled out and slammed me on the bed roughly.
"Now lay back and let me fuck you until I can't fuck you anymore." My eyes widened and I screamed when he slammed into me. I let tears fall once again and continued to cry silently as he continued to thrust into me without a worry in the world. I closed my eyes and tried to take my mind off of it, but there was no way I possibly could.
My body shook as he moved even faster and right when I thought he was almost done, he pulled out and flipped me over, smacking my ass. My eyes widened and i screamed in pain as he stuck it in my ass.
The pain only got worse as he got faster and pulled my hair hard.
I couldn't stop myself from crying as I felt him release inside of me. Before pulling out, he leaned forward and whispered in my ear.
"Now you're going to make out with me and you aren't gonna whine or bitch about it!" He immediately pulled out and forced his mouth to mine, choking me hard, only letting go seconds before I passed out. I opened my mouth to gasp for air and he took the opportunity to stick his tongue in my mouth. I choked back the urge to throw up and kissed him back like he told me to, curling my tongue around his and hoping it would end soon.
*End Mature Scene*
Henry pulled away and threw me to the ground and gave me my clothes.
"Get out. It's ten and my mom is gonna be home soon." I didn't skip a beat and threw on my clothes, running out to my car. Once I got in the driver's seat, I realized that my shirt was destroyed and decided to just drive without it on.
I took a minute to calm down on the side of the road, but it backfired and I ended up crying like a baby in my car. I felt like a cheating whore even though I knew I didn't really have another choice. How was I gonna tell Butch what happened? Would he even believe me?
I couldn't go home tonight. I couldn't face everyone after the night I had. Once my decision was made, I locked my car and crawled in the back to sleep. So much for an easy challenge…
Professor's POV
Tears streamed down my face as I watched my daughter get brutally raped. There was no way in hell that I would ever consider that consensual. This was all my fault and I felt awful for being the reason she had to do it. My heart broke more each time he used me as a threat.
"Why are you doing this to her? I thought it was a child's birthday party!" He only grinned ear to ear and looked at me with amusement filled eyes.
"That was the goal! She would have been able to mentally prepare herself if she knew it was my 18 year old nephew! It's a present to both me and him!" I glared at the cross dressing demon as I watched Buttercup cry herself to sleep pitifully in the back of her car.
"You're sick. You're going to pay for this when she completes your challenges. I won't make her hold back. I'll let her rip you to shreds!" HIM's smirk dropped to a nasty scowl as I spoke against him.
"She won't make it through the challenges! You're going to watch your little girl die whether it's on the screen or right in front of you."
Butch's POV
It was 11 and I hadn't even gotten a call or text from her.
"Didn't she say she'd be back around 10:30? It's 11! She usually at least tells me if she's running late!" Everyone was sitting in the living room, waiting for her to come home.
"She went to a child's party, her phone probably just died and she probably got stuck in traffic." Blossom tried to be reasonable but it was obvious that she was also concerned for her sister.
"But what if she's hurt? She doesn't have her powers to defend herself!" Everyone looked down in worry and Blossom finally spoke up again.
"Let's go to bed. We can leave a key under the mat at the front door. If she isn't back by morning we can look for her." Everyone nodded in agreement, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something bad happened to her.
AN: okayy so that took so much longer than I expected and hopefully I can crank out the next chapter faster. Hope you enjoyed the chapter, please review!