“Why the fuck would you say anything?” I yelled at Alex, getting up from the couch.
“Because you've been acting different ever since Jack got a stick shoved up his ass!”
“I told you to stay out of it!”
“I care about you two, everyone can see it. Tell me what the fuck is wrong.”
“The only thing wrong is your interfering. Stay the fuck out of this.”
“Stop trying to handle this one your own! Its clear that you can't.”
“Yes I can.” I screamed. “You interfering and saying something doesn't help Alex. Accusing Jack of anything isn't going to help. Just leave it alone.”

I ran out of the bus, and Alex yelled after me. I yelled for him to stay on the fucking bus or I will run into traffic.

I knew Alex was just concerned, but he had to let it go. Bothering me only will and has made Jack more pissed off. I tried to find out where he went, so I could somehow get him back to the bus. I asked some locals for the nearest bar, and they pointed me in the right direction. I looked inside and thankfully he was there, beer already in front of him as he threw back a shot. Taking a quick deep breath, I walked in.

Slowly approaching Jack, I sat down next to him. He looked at me and glared.

“Oh wow, so you did run after me? Took you long enough.” He tapped on the bar, signaling for another shot.
“I would have left right away, but I had to tell Alex to leave you alone.”
“How sweet.” he scoffed. “Go back and blow him why don't you?”
“Jack, seriously. Nothings ever happened.” I tried to reason with him. He rolled his eyes and took the newly filled shot. “You're so...irrational.” I mumbled.
“Excuse me?” He asked, narrowing his eyes.
“Well you are! One second you're telling me I can't leave you, even if it's just to my own bunk and the next you're accusing me of sleeping with your best friend.”
“Oh, yeah. Sorry, I forgot how fucking innocent you are. Ember can do no wrong.” He belted out sarcastically.
“Can't you see what you're doing?” I tried, getting desperate. “This is what the pills were for.”
“If you mention those fucking things again, I swear...” He trailed off.
“No, you need to face reality Jack. You need them.”
“I am facing reality.” he stood up, and put some bills on the counter. “Everything is so much clearly without those fucking things clouding my mind. I know exactly why you want me to take them. Keeping me oblivious to the world, so you can flitter about and do whatever the fuck you want. Hang out with all the normal people and make them love you more than me.”
“I am not doing that.” I argued, the bar tender looked at us weird as we left. “Come on, it's me. I'm your girlfriend and I love you. Even through all this bullshit. Do you remember this ring you gave me? I'm still wearing it, I'm still yours.”
“Are you mine?” He asked, his tone a tad off. I braced my shoulders and nodded. “Great, then I have something you can do for me instead of flapping your gums at me.”
“What are you-”

Jack cut me off by gripping the top of my arm and pulling me into an alley. We walked far down into it, before he tossed me against the wall behind a dumpster. We were hidden from sight. I barely had a minute to comprehend what was going on when Jack had his mouth against mine and tongue practically down my throat. It wasn't enjoyable, not at all. I put my hands up in defense but Jack kneed me in the gut with a warning growl.

“Fuck.” I whined when he pulled away grabbing my torso. Jack started pushing me down, forcing me onto my knees. “What are you doing?”
“We haven't done anything in awhile, how about you show me how much you love me?” He said, undoing his pants. “Or am I not as good as Alex?”
“I haven't done anything with him!” I denied, but Jack just shrugged.
“Then this shouldn't be a problem. Open your mouth.” I shook my head, not wanted to this. “Do it before I fucking make you.”

I still refused, and Jack took a grip of my hair with one hand yanking until I cried out. It was muffled immediately by his cock being forced in. I held back from gagging as the tip touched the back of my throat. I couldn't believe this was happening, of all things, Jack was seriously doing this. He pulled back a little and glared at me.

“Suck it.” He demanded, both hands now firmly tangled in my hair.

Not wanting to face anymore pain, I did as I was told. Bobbing my head, I swirled my tongue under his cock, just how I knew he liked it. I brought a hand up to pump what wasn't in my mouth, trying to keep him pleased. Soon, it was enough apparently, and Jack took control. Thrusting his hips, I was forced to deep throat him over and over until I felt him shudder.

“Fuck, no one better be doing this with you.” He growled, going faster. “Your mine, and that's it. If I ever, ever fucking find out you're lying about Alex and you this will be a hell of a lot worse. Got it?”

He pulled out of my mouth so I could nod my head.

“Good,” He breathed out, pumping his length. “Now you're going to swallow everything I give you. Open.”

Regrettably, I opened my mouth. Jack rested the head of his dick on my lip and groaned out curse words as he jerked himself faster. Soon enough, my mouth was filled with hot, sticky liquid. I choked it down as best as I could, lips sealing around his head. Once he was done, Jack stuck his dick back into his pants and button them back up, yanking me to my feet and pulling me out of the alley way. I didn't say a word, I just felt incredibly dirty and cheap.

On the way over, Jack told me not to breath a word of what just happened to anyone or there would be consequences. He told me that I was to say we settled everything and that we were fine. I nodded to everything he said, agreeing to do whatever he said. He seemed pleased enough by all this, saying things like it was the least I could do for being a lying bitch.

We walked on the bus and everyone was quick to look over. Alex started asking questions immediately and I fakely smiled and told him everything was alright along with Jack. Jack said that he wanted to spend more quality time with me and lead us back to the bunks, hand on the small of my back signaling that I had no right to refuse. Once we got back there, and the separating curtain was close Jack's smile disappeared and he pushed me towards the bathroom.

“Brush your teeth, you have hooker breath.” He said, and plopped down into our bunk.

I went in and shut the door, making sure to lock it. I wasn't sure when I would be willing to come back out, and I was sure if I took too long Jack would try to get in. Hopefully the fact that everyone else was here would deter him from that. I brushed my teeth, four times, anything to get the gross feeling out. I stared into my reflexion, noticing what had everyone so concerned.

Jack has been hitting me still, not too often, but enough. The constant battle within myself of how I have to tell but I can't tell was making me depressed. When I'm sad, I don't eat and it was starting to show I hadn't had much these last couple of weeks. I was also fairly pale, usually my skin was naturally tannish, but that was gone now. There was dark circles under my eyes from the lack of sleep I've been getting.

Looking away from the thing in the mirror, I shut the toilet seat and just sat there. I was scared to go back out there, I was ashamed of what just happened, and I was worried someone would notice things only have gotten worse. If any of the guys said anything else, I was going to be the one who paid for their words.

Notes

Okay guys, don't worry too much. I promise Jack will get a wake up call from hell eventually. Just sit tight for the ride!