Vic opened the door, "Sorry it's dark in here. We lost power." "Its alright," I said closing the door behind me. Vic held on to my hand as he directed me to the living room. He lit some candels making it a bit easier to see what was going on. "Why don't you take your sweatshirt off," Vic said grabbing my sleeve. "Okay," I said without thinking. He helped me pull off the sweatshirt. "What's that," he said looking at my arms. "Nothing," I said putting my sweatshirt back on. He grabbed my arm and pulled up my sleave. He looked up at me, "Stella why are you doing this to yourself," he said. I turned my head from him. Vic put his arm around my waist, "Stella you know I love you right." Vic kissed my cheek. I turned my head into his chest. "You know what may cheer you up," Vic said looking at me. He smirked at me. I looked at him, "No what?" Vic leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back. Vic kiss was sloppy. He pushed his tounge into my mouth. I was confused. He lets his tounge wonder in my mouth. "Vic," I said through the kiss. He was getting carried away again. He pushed me down onto the couch. "Vic," I said again. "Shh, Mike will hear us," he said kissing me again. His hands ran up and down my sides as he kissed me roughly again. I felt his hands make their way for my sweatshirt. He unzipped it cautiously. He then proceded to take it off. I put my hands behind Vic's head and played with his hair. I felt Vic's hands reach for my shirt this time. His hands went underneath my back. I felt his hands slide under my shirt. "Vic stop," I said trying to slide away from him. -- Vic's hands slid down to my skinny jeans. "Vic," I said trying to get his attention. "Stella," Vic said breaking the kiss for only a second. "Vic stop it," I said again. His fingers fiddled with my zipper. I was stating to feel uncomfortable. "Vic please stop," I said almost crying. I felt him start to undo my jeans. "Vic stop it," I said crying silently. Vic stopped and looked in my eyes. I was crying a bit. "I'm sorry. I dont know what happened. I let my hormones get the best of me," he said trying to get me to laugh it off. I was mad at him. There was absolutely no denying that. There was just something about him. It was something I couldn't explain but it made me want to be with Vic. It made me trust him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. I yawned. "Why don't you stay the night," Vic said. "I'd like that," I smiled a bit at him. I texted my mom and let her know I was staying at my friends house. Vic grabbed my hand and pulled me up the steps. "Be careful, you don't want to fa-," Vic said pulling me into his room. Just as I got in I tripped and fell on top of him. He kissed my nose. I stood up and helped him up. It was snowing outside. There was a thick blanket of snow on the ground. Vic grabbed a pair of sweats from his draw and threw them to me. Vic looked though his draw for something for him to wear. I folded my jeans and put them on the floor with my shoes. I stood there watching as Vic slipped a pair of shorts on. He pulled his shirt off and layed in his bed. I stood there awkwardly. I could barely see anything. Vic patted a spot next to him it was cold in his room, but probably because the power was still out. I hopped into his bed, shivering. "It's cold," I said pulling his covers over my body. Vic pulled me into his body. I felt his lips press against my forehead. "Night Stella. I love you," he said pecking my lips. I rested my head in his neck and closed my eyes trying to fall asleep. I felt Vic's chest slowly rising and falling as he slept. I was still freezing. I shivered against Vic's warm body. "Go to sleep baby," Vic said shifting. I kissed his cheek and closed my eyes slowly drifting off.