So Wrong, It's Right
Danger Danger!
I was a little upset that no one really noticed that there was something terribly wrong, but there was no turning back now. I headed towards the back of school, dread filling me up knowing I as about to spend however long with Jared.
When he finally came into my view, he spotted me immediately, making a gesture for me to hurry up. I did as I was told, scared of getting hurt again.
“That was relatively quick. Good girl.” He smirked, and opened his car. “Get in.”
“Where are we going?” I asked, and Jared's eyes turned cold.
“I said get in the car. Don't ask questions.”
I bit my lip and got in, usually I was this compliant. However, Jared scared me shitless and after that slap and the threats, I was afraid how far he would go. We drove to a house, where Jared told me to stay in the car before leaving. I felt my phone buzz and looked at it. It was Jack, asking me where I was.
I wasn't going to answer, I had no intentions of it. However, I kept getting texts and one time when I went to check it, Jared's door suddenly opened. He saw what I was doing and glared.
“Hand it over.” He demanded.
“I wasn't telling anyone was I was, I swear.” I burted out immediately, but he just ripped my phone away from me.
“Honey, why should I trust you?” he said, and I shuddered at the look he gave me.
Maybe I should have told Jack where I was.Next thing I knew, we were driving, way out of city limits. I watched the road go by, getting nervous as less and less neighborhoods came into view and soon we were somewhere completely abandoned. There was a river, and a bridge. Jared parked the car, and for a few moments we just sat there. I felt my heart starting to beat faster as the minutes went by. What was he going to do to me out here? The possibilities in my head were tramatizing.
“Get in the back seat.” Jared suddenly said, his voice cold. This kid had to be some sort of sociopath.
“W-why?” I asked, trying to put it off.
“I said get in the fucking back seat.” He suddenly yelled.
“No! What are you going to do?!” I yelled, tears filling my eyes. I didn't want to, I really didn't want to do this.
Suddenly Jared hand shot forward and gripped a fistful of my hair. Yanking, he went over to the back seat, dragging me with him. I screamed and kicked and wiggled, but fuck I was just a short girl, this kid was muscles. One of my stray kicks got him right in the gut making him gasped.
“You're gonna pay for that, now fucking stay still or I'll make sure one of your friends end up in the hospital.” He growled out, and I stopped. I didn't want anyone hurt. “That's right slut, you better listen. But now, I think you need to be punished.”
I whimpered but didn't say anything. Jared yanked on my hair harshly, making me scream before he slapped me across the face. Hard. I don't even think it was a slap, it felt more like he just punched me. His hand was still in my hair, so now I felt like the skin on my head was almost ripped off the skull. I bit my lip, trying not make anymore noise.
Jared smiled at my submission, and straddled on top of me in the back seat. I wasn't going anywhere as his hands held my arms down. Leaning down, he started trailing gross, wet kissed along my jaw, toward my ear. He bit down harshly on it making me cry out. I felt tears run down my face, unbelieving of what was happening. Was this what I had to do to keep Jack and everyone else safe?
Jared move again, taking both my hands into one as his now free hand ran under my shirt. I shivered uncomfortably, wiggling under him. Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried to think of something else, somehow transport myself somewhere else. The only thing that came to mind was Jack. How he laughs...he smiles. How it feels when he kisses me. I opened my eyes wide open when Jared ripped my shirt right off me. I looked over towards the front of the car, probably hoping for some kind of help, but of course, there was none.
That's when I saw my phone. I could call 911, or my dad, or the FBI, someone.
Or Jack. I really just wanted him.
I couldn't go through with this, there had to be another way. First though, I needed to get out of this car and away from Jared.
So, I moaned appreciatively.
“Fuck, yes, Jared.” I said, milking it a little. He was sucking on my chest, and I felt him smirk.
“Coming around are we?”
“Y-yes...” I said, huskily and as convincing as I could. “You're just so goooooood.”
“God, babe...” He let go of my hands, yes. Just a little more.
I moved my hands to his hair, tugging on it as if I was enjoying his little, gross bites. Jared smirked and sat up to get rid of his shirt. And that when I had an opening. With a now free leg, I bent it back when he couldn't see and kicked him as hard and possibly right in his dick.
Jared scream out in pain and I leaned over, grabed my phone and fled the car faster then I thought I could ever move. I heard him yell after me, but it would take awhile for him to recover from that kick. Quickly dialing, I just prayed I got an answer.
“Ember, where the fuck are you?!”Jack's voiced called out.
When he finally came into my view, he spotted me immediately, making a gesture for me to hurry up. I did as I was told, scared of getting hurt again.
“That was relatively quick. Good girl.” He smirked, and opened his car. “Get in.”
“Where are we going?” I asked, and Jared's eyes turned cold.
“I said get in the car. Don't ask questions.”
I bit my lip and got in, usually I was this compliant. However, Jared scared me shitless and after that slap and the threats, I was afraid how far he would go. We drove to a house, where Jared told me to stay in the car before leaving. I felt my phone buzz and looked at it. It was Jack, asking me where I was.
I wasn't going to answer, I had no intentions of it. However, I kept getting texts and one time when I went to check it, Jared's door suddenly opened. He saw what I was doing and glared.
“Hand it over.” He demanded.
“I wasn't telling anyone was I was, I swear.” I burted out immediately, but he just ripped my phone away from me.
“Honey, why should I trust you?” he said, and I shuddered at the look he gave me.
Maybe I should have told Jack where I was.Next thing I knew, we were driving, way out of city limits. I watched the road go by, getting nervous as less and less neighborhoods came into view and soon we were somewhere completely abandoned. There was a river, and a bridge. Jared parked the car, and for a few moments we just sat there. I felt my heart starting to beat faster as the minutes went by. What was he going to do to me out here? The possibilities in my head were tramatizing.
“Get in the back seat.” Jared suddenly said, his voice cold. This kid had to be some sort of sociopath.
“W-why?” I asked, trying to put it off.
“I said get in the fucking back seat.” He suddenly yelled.
“No! What are you going to do?!” I yelled, tears filling my eyes. I didn't want to, I really didn't want to do this.
Suddenly Jared hand shot forward and gripped a fistful of my hair. Yanking, he went over to the back seat, dragging me with him. I screamed and kicked and wiggled, but fuck I was just a short girl, this kid was muscles. One of my stray kicks got him right in the gut making him gasped.
“You're gonna pay for that, now fucking stay still or I'll make sure one of your friends end up in the hospital.” He growled out, and I stopped. I didn't want anyone hurt. “That's right slut, you better listen. But now, I think you need to be punished.”
I whimpered but didn't say anything. Jared yanked on my hair harshly, making me scream before he slapped me across the face. Hard. I don't even think it was a slap, it felt more like he just punched me. His hand was still in my hair, so now I felt like the skin on my head was almost ripped off the skull. I bit my lip, trying not make anymore noise.
Jared smiled at my submission, and straddled on top of me in the back seat. I wasn't going anywhere as his hands held my arms down. Leaning down, he started trailing gross, wet kissed along my jaw, toward my ear. He bit down harshly on it making me cry out. I felt tears run down my face, unbelieving of what was happening. Was this what I had to do to keep Jack and everyone else safe?
Jared move again, taking both my hands into one as his now free hand ran under my shirt. I shivered uncomfortably, wiggling under him. Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried to think of something else, somehow transport myself somewhere else. The only thing that came to mind was Jack. How he laughs...he smiles. How it feels when he kisses me. I opened my eyes wide open when Jared ripped my shirt right off me. I looked over towards the front of the car, probably hoping for some kind of help, but of course, there was none.
That's when I saw my phone. I could call 911, or my dad, or the FBI, someone.
Or Jack. I really just wanted him.
I couldn't go through with this, there had to be another way. First though, I needed to get out of this car and away from Jared.
So, I moaned appreciatively.
“Fuck, yes, Jared.” I said, milking it a little. He was sucking on my chest, and I felt him smirk.
“Coming around are we?”
“Y-yes...” I said, huskily and as convincing as I could. “You're just so goooooood.”
“God, babe...” He let go of my hands, yes. Just a little more.
I moved my hands to his hair, tugging on it as if I was enjoying his little, gross bites. Jared smirked and sat up to get rid of his shirt. And that when I had an opening. With a now free leg, I bent it back when he couldn't see and kicked him as hard and possibly right in his dick.
Jared scream out in pain and I leaned over, grabed my phone and fled the car faster then I thought I could ever move. I heard him yell after me, but it would take awhile for him to recover from that kick. Quickly dialing, I just prayed I got an answer.
“Ember, where the fuck are you?!”Jack's voiced called out.
Oh how I always come back to this story
1/27/18