Hey guys! Okay, so I still feel guilty about leaving you guys for a week without any new chapters, so I wrote all day and instead of splitting it into two chapters (which is what I would usually do), I just kept it the same. So you guys have a really long one to last you the week! Stay traught for me, kay?
Yeah, this chapter has some... sexual content in it. I warned you, so don't sue me.
Bethany POV
I acted nonchalant and fine, but inside, I felt like crying. I felt so violated. No one had ever touched me like that. My family never even kissed or hugged me. It took me a while to stop pulling away when Dick would take my hand in the hallways.
Once I entered the house, the pungent smell of alcohol, sweat, and smoke filled my lungs. I tried not to gag as a moved through the party. There were so many people. The whole foyer and all the rooms on the first floor were packed with people. You had to squirm your way through everyone just to walk around the house. Out in the back, the lights were on and there was this huge pool filled with people. It was a night party outside in the pool. I looked everywhere, but bouncing and swaying people obscured my vision of anything. Every time I got to a new room, there would be couples making out in every corner. I continued to climb around people.
I had everything planned out. First I would say hi to Kelli so that she would know that I was here. Then I would grab a snack and find a quiet and deserted room and sit there for about fourty five minutes. And then I would check in with Kelli every 15 minutes to make sure she knew I was still there. And then I would leave after 45 minutes of this party. Done. Problem solved.
I could feel Dick weaving his way behind me. Ugh, the dude never just gives it up. I moved faster. I grabbed a coke can from the mini fridge on the way. I stopped and looked over at Dick, who shook his head at me.
"Dick, it's unopened. I think it's safe from drugs," I had to shout over the booming music and talking crowds. He just frowned at me and I rolled my eyes in response. I popped it open and took a long swig of it before looking back at Dick with a smirk. He actually looked sad. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned away to keep looking for Kelli. If he didn't want to be here, he didn't have to. I told him not to come and he insisted. He can't tell me what to do. God, he was like Batman. Always thought that I would just listen to him whenever he told me to do something and it wasn't his choice.
"Bethany!" I heard a high pitched voice call out to me. I turned around and saw Kelli. She was in these tattered, ripped, white jean shorts and a black, cropped tank top. It basically just looked like a sports bra and revealed her surprisingly muscular stomach. Her hair was down and it was sparkling, like she had sprayed some sparkles in it. She was even wearing these high, black patent leather high heels. Her eye shadow was dark and I could see all the makeup packed onto her face. She was walking slowly over to me. Her legs wobbled a little bit, making her look dipsy. It was like people parted to let her go past. She didn't have to climb and squeeze around people to get about 2 feet. She stopped in front of me and looked me up and down, disapprovingly. Dick was no where to be found. I could feel his eyes on me, but I couldn't find him anywhere. God, stupid ninja.
"What are you wearing? Better question. Why are you wearing that to a party?" She asked incredulously, "You should be showing off your sexy legs and your stomach, like me!" She giggled. I noticed that she had a plastic red cup filled with a brown liquid that sloshed around whenever she moved. I didn't smell any alcohol on her breath, but she definitely sounded and looked drunk.
"Well, I'm here! So I'm just gonna go… ummm have some fun," I said as happily as I could and added a smile. I hoped that she would let me go. But of course, no such luck.
"Oh, come on! I need to show you the outside party!" She grabbed my coke and set it down next to hers. Then she grabbed my wrists and dragged me outside. She was staggering a little when we got outside. The backyard would have been gorgeous, if it weren't for the hundreds of people in and out of the pool showing off as much skin as they possibly could. There were even two guys running around naked. The pool was humungous and there were lights lighting up the whole backyard.
"What do you think?" Kelli asked me, her eyes shining.
"Umm, it's pretty cool," I said. I was paying more attention to how many kegs of alcohol there were lining the poolside, "Are your parents here?" I asked curiously.
"Nah, they don't really care. They just went to our lake house for the week. They let me do this stuff all the time," She said casually. Then she added, "Do you want to see the boat dock on the side of the house? We just got it," She sounded excited.
But I didn't really have a good feeling about going there with her alone in the dark. Nobody went to the side of the house, so we would be there all alone. Something in me just didn't feel comfortable with that. I thought up of something that wouldn't sound suspicious.
"I kind of just want to go inside and party. I'm gonna go back in, okay?" I said, pretending to sound enthusiastic about partying.
I noticed a flash of something in her eyes for a split second before it was replaced with a grin as she said, "Okay! Make sure to come find me later, okay?"
I just smiled at her and then left. Well that was weird. I walked back to the house and went to the same room to find my drink. I picked up my coke can from the side table and walked towards a hallway. It seemed a little quieter there. Dick suddenly popped up next to me.
"Where have you been?" I asked him. How did he know where I was?
"I thought you didn't care," He retorted. There was no smile on his face, and his eyes had lost their brightness.
I huffed and raised the coke to my mouth. But it was immediately taken out of my hands.
"Don't drink that," Dick said firmly. Okay, this guy was seriously getting on my nerves.
"And why the hell not?" I said, allowing my annoyance to seep into my voice.
"If you leave your drink somewhere, don't continue drinking out of it. Someone could have put something in it. It's common at parties."
I snorted at that, "Dick, your just overreacting to everything," And then I snatched the coke can out of his grasp. And just to prove my point to him, I downed the rest of the drink. I crushed the can and tossed it into the nearby trashcan. I turned to Dick, who looked really angry.
I smirked at him and said, "See? Nothing's wrong. You just overreact to every-" I stopped. The room had started spinning. I tried to speak and keep teasing Dick, but my words blurred together and it was like I couldn't form the words completely. The edges of my vision were pulsing black and whenever I looked at something, it distorted. I finally stopped trying to speak and I looked at Dick, blinking my eyes. I stood up straighter and kept my face blank, trying to act like nothing was wrong. Oh, God. He was so going to be angry. I gave him a weak and sheepish smile before trying to run away. The room tilted in odd directions, but then the floor was rapidly coming to meet me. But I never touched it. Strong arms kept me in place and slowly lifted me up, bridal style. I leaned my head into Dick's strong chest and my hand moved of its own accord, resting on his chest. Something about it felt all too familiar. It was like… like Dick was… I couldn't think straight. I could feel that I had felt this before, but I couldn't remember anything. When did someone else pick me up in a similar way? I remembered it was at night… What happened that night? Ugh! I couldn't remember! Why did the muscles underneath Dick's shirt feel too familiar? Why did Dick's jaw look familiar from this view?
He placed me on a chair in a deserted room. The lights were off and the room was away from the party. He had found a secluded and quiet room in the giant house. I immediately felt empty when he let go.
"Stay right here, do you understand? You're drunk. I'm getting you some water, I'm taking a towel in case you throw up in my car, and then we are leaving." He said firmly to me. He sounded like he was scolding a child for stealing a cookie. I tried to tell him this, but my words just blended together into nonsense. He looked amused for a second, but then shook his head frowning. Then he left.
I sat there for a complete ten seconds before I got up and staggered back to the party. Like hell I was staying put. He can't tell me what to do! I was making my way out the door when I ran into someone. I looked up and Grant's face swam into view.
"Well, hello there, beautiful."
I knew I should have backed away, but all I could do was stumble backwards and then fall on my butt. My heart was beating wildly. He wasn't drunk. I was sure of it. His eyes were too clear, and he wasn't stumbling around. But I was drunk.
I backed up on my hands and feet, trying to get away from him. I ended up just going right back to the room. He followed me there. I backed up into the far wall and staggered to my feet. I brought my shaky fists up. Okay this was going to get ugly.
I tried to tell him to get away, but the words came out jumbled. He came forward, closing the distance between us. I put my hand out on his chest and pushed with all my might. It didn't do anything. He just looked down at my hand and grinned. He took it and put it over my head against the wall.
"You know, Mike told me you punched his nose and then knocked him to the ground," He leaned in to whisper in my ear. He pressed his body against mine. I was trapped between him and the wall. I squirmed around weakly. God, I fucking hated being drunk! You couldn't do anything! His heavy breath danced across my neck as he whispered, "I like it when girls get aggressive."
My heart was beating too fast and too loudly. My mind knew where this was going. And there was nothing I could do. I had never been kissed by a boy before. Weren't first kisses supposed to be romantic? Was this seriously how I was going to have my first kiss? I was going to have my first kiss against my will! Oh, God, Bethany. Shut up! There were worse things at hand right now! I was fighting as hard as I could, but my limbs were sluggish and they moved too weakly when I tried to push him away from me. The sounds of the party seemed so far away. No one was here to help me. Dick was probably stuck either trying to find water that hadn't had alcohol dumped into it, or stuck in a crowd and couldn't get here fast enough. Either way, I was definitely screwed. Literally.
"I've been wanting to do this since the first time I laid eyes on your hot ass," He growled in my ear. Then he grabbed my other hand, that had started hitting his chest weakly, and brought it up next to the other one. I was defenseless.
He pushed himself further into me and brought his mouth to the sensitive spot on my neck. I was hyperaware of his hardness pressed against my inner thighs. I started kicking out frantically, but my legs only moved slowly, just brushing his legs back and forth. He kissed my neck several times before moving up along my jaw, trailing wet kisses. He skipped over my mouth and started going back down the other side. He reached the other side of my neck and sucked on the sweet spot of my neck for a long time before leaning back to look at my eyes.
He had this big stupid grin on his face. I think I had tears running down my face because he start to kiss and lick them away. And then he tried to dive in and kiss my lips, but I looked away, causing him to kiss my cheek, his lips kissing the very corner of my lips. He growled viciously and grabbed both of my wrists with one hand. Using his free hand, he grabbed my face and swung it forward to face him. He licked his lips as he stared at my mouth. He dove in and grabbed my bottom lip with his teeth and pulled it. I let out a low scream, which was all that would come out, and he only put more pressure on his bite. He pulled harder before releasing. He traced his tongue around my lips and then bit my bottom lip again with his teeth and pulled.
I kicked around as hard as I could and then I tried to make as much noise as possible. Come on, Dick?! What the fuck is taking so long?!
He dove back down to my neck like a vulture. He kissed my sweet spot again before sucking on it. he sucked harder and harder, again and again. His lips made my skin crawl. I was still trying to scream at him and I was trying to twist out of his grip.
He sucked the tender flesh into his mouth again and this time, I felt his teeth pinch it. Instead of kicking him, I started kicking the wall to make as much noise as possible.
His head slipped further down and he used his free hand to move aside the collar of my shirt so that it was over my shoulder. He slipped my bra strap over my shoulder and started kissing my shoulder. He started going lower and lower. He was sucking right above where my breast started. My shirt was still on, but nothing was stopping Grant.
I started screaming for help and I probably started screaming all the cuss words I knew, but it all sounded garbled.
I felt a cold hand reach underneath my shirt and start inching it's way up, while Grant returned to sucking on the other side of my neck. His hand inched higher and higher and higher. He almost reached my bra, but a crash came from the door.
Dick was standing there, fuming. His face was so red and I could basically see steam rising from him. The towel and water that he had been holding had fallen to the floor. Grant had stopped kissing my neck and his hand pulled away from underneath my shirt. He swung around, a smug look on his face.
"What the fuck is your problem? Can't you see I'm busy?" Grant said, gesturing at me. He was still holding my hands together with a burly hand. That was the only thing holding me up. I was basically just slumped against the wall, being held up by my hands.
I made eye contact with Dick's blazing eyes and he must have seen the tears on my face or pure fear in my eyes because he immediately snapped out of his angry state and charged Grant. He knocked Grant over and my hands were immediately released. I collapsed onto the floor in a heap. I curled up in a ball and cried.
I was aware of grunts and crashes going on around me, but all I could do was hug my body and cry. I was humiliated and I felt so violated. I had been taken advantage of and I had been helpless to do anything. I had never… I didn't even know what to think anymore.
I heard the sounds of wrestling going on around me, I lifted my head up to see that Grant was now curled up on the floor, face bleeding. Dick kept kicking Grant over and over again, yelling vile things over and over again to Grant. I had never seen Dick so angry and out of control before. He had always been the nerdy, trolling, and gentle guy. The boy I saw in front of me was totally different. When Dick seemed satisfied that Grant was unconscious, he immediately appeared in front of me.
He didn't touch me.
Dick just kneeled in front of me. His hands extended towards my face, but then he stopped himself and put them back down.
"Are you okay?" He whispered softly to me. I could tell that his electric blue eyes were trying to search my face, but I wouldn't look at him. I looked down at the floor, tears still flowing down my face and falling to the floor.
I slowly shook my head no.
I felt Dick stiffen in front of me. He extended his hand out and lifted my chin gently and moved my head to the side, exposing my raw neck. I cringed back from him and tried to melt into the wall. I heard Dick growl lowly and he was up in a flash. All of a sudden, he was kicking Grant in the face to wake him up. When Grant woke up, Dick started kicked Grant in the balls over and over again, yelling all the curses that he knew.
Every time I looked at Grant, I felt like throwing up. I crawled to a potted plant in the corner while Dick was still yelling at a curled up Grant. Then, I let the bile come up my throat and just let it out. I didn't usually throw up, but this was an exception. I was too upset to be embarrassed about puking. And Dick only glanced at me for a second, before he went back to using Grant as a punching bag and screaming every word that came to his mind. I took a swig from the water bottle that Dick had brought me and wiped my mouth on the towel. Then I backed into the wall again, whimpering. I felt so stupid and helpless. I wanted to beat the shit out of Grant, too. But I couldn't even get up to do it. My vision was starting to slowly spin.
"Di… Le jus go hom…" I tried to say, my speaking was getting a little better.
He stopped and ran back over to me, landing on the floor in front of me, "What?" He asked, staring straight into my watery eyes. The room was spinning faster.
"Dick… Let's just… go… home," I was choking on the words, and the tongue numbing effects lessened if I properly annunciated everything slowly.
He nodded, "I don't think that you can walk. May I?" He gestured to carry me. Gratefully, I nodded.
He scooped me into his familiar arms like I weighed nothing and swiftly carried me out. He speed walked past the party and towards the front door. The overpowering music was making my world spin way too fast. The last thing that I remembered before passing out was the chilly night air wiping the tears away on my cheeks.
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