Rating: PG
“What the hell is your problem?”
Karly rolled her eyes at the screaming man in front of her. “Watch your mouth. You don’t want someone to hear you and misinterpret what you’re saying.”
“I can say whatever the hell I want to say!”
“You sound like a trucker.”
“It’s better than looking like a slut,” he sneered.
“Thanks Justin. I appreciate it.” He glared deep into her eyes, wondering why she wasn’t fighting back. She could tell he was thinking she had some hidden agenda but she really just didn’t care. She closed her eyes and tried to keep her mind off of him.
“What’s wrong sugar?” She pushed against his hard chest.
“Leave me alone!” He smiled and grabbed her wrists when she tried to get away. His head dipped down to whisper in her ear. “I don’t think so.” Her eyes frantically looked around the crowded club but no one was paying any attention to the two in the dark corner.
“Please…”
“Awww… Are you getting upset sugar?” She avoided his eyes as she pleaded with him.
“Please, just let me go.” He took her chin and forced her to look at him.
“But then I can’t have any fun.” He pushed her chin away roughly. “Let’s go.” His fingers tightened on her wrists as he led her through the club to a VIP room in the back. Her attempts to get away from him were stopped when he pushed her into the room. He smiled devilishly and he started to follow her to the other end of the room, turning off one of the lamps on the way.
“I’ll scream,” she warned.
“No one will hear you. And if they do, I don’t really think they’ll care.” Her head whipped around to see where the other voice was coming from. A tall, dark haired man emerged from the shadows to join them. He smiled at her softly then turned to the first man.
“I’ll be back in twenty minutes. Is that enough time?”
“Give me thirty.” The dark eyed man slapped him on the back as he laughed.
“Great. I’ll be back.” After he left, the first man continued his pursuit of her. She bit her lip and felt her fear rise when she hit the wall behind her.
“It’s not going to be that bad… I don’t know why you’re scared.” His hands went to the wall on either side of her head and his face went down to her neck. She shuddered when she felt his tongue slide around it.
“Stop… Please stop…” she begged. He ignored her pleas. His body pressed her up against the wall to keep her from getting away. She tried to push him away but he grabbed her hands and held them both with one of his above her head while his other tenderly rubbed her flat stomach. She opened her mouth to speak again but he covered her lips with his own. He nudged her lips further open and her eyes squeezed shut when she felt his tongue again. Her hands were forgotten and he began to pull her shirt over her head. She tried to prevent him from doing this but it was soon off and thrown to the side. He smiled and she felt his perfect teeth move from her mouth and down her neck. She tried to push him again but he just slapped her hands away. She ducked away from him and attempted to run but his arms wrapped around her waist. She screamed and struggled against him. He laughed loudly and threw her on the couch. She scrambled to get up but he was already on top of her.
“Get away from me!” He kissed her again, his body covering her own. His hands roamed down her stomach to pull down her skirt. She screamed again but it was too muffled to make any sound. She could taste the alcohol on his breath and knew he was drunk but that didn’t excuse anything. She had a few drinks herself and they were starting to get to her but the last thing she needed was to pass out and make herself completely vulnerable.
“Please stop…” she cried, the tears evident in her broken voice. His blue eyes looked into her own green ones before his head dropped to her again, his blonde curls tickling her neck.
“Time for some fun…”
“Let me go!” His lips covered hers and he tightly gripped her wrists and held them above her head. Tears ran down her face and dampened his face. He groaned into her mouth. She tried to twist away from him but he was too strong.
“Stop moving,” he ordered. His moans filled the room but all she could do was cry. He didn’t seem to notice.
“What are you up to?”
She shrugged. “I just really don’t care anyone.”
“How can you not care? We’ve been together for-“
“Three weeks. That’s not anything special.”
“Not special? NOT SPECIAL?”
“No! Three weeks of you coming to my house, me coming to yours, in the hotel, WHATEVER and doing nothing but fighting then… making up.”
“And?”
“And I’m sick of it! I want romance! I want love… I want,” she stared at him, “I want someone who cares about me and not what I can give them.”
It was his turn to roll his eyes. “Fine. You go look for your Romeo. I’ll be sure to get someone to send flowers out to you when you meet your knight in shining armor.”
She smiled brightly. “Thanks.” With that, she left the hotel room. He growled loudly and threw the remote to the TV across the room. It hit the wall and smashed. “Fucking bitch…” he grumbled.
After what seemed like hours later, they both heard the door open again. Her heart soared, hoping she was saved but the man on her just laughed. He let her arms go so he could pull his pants up again.
“She’s all yours C.” When she tried to get away again, he straddled her hips.
“I- I dunno if I can do this…” The man with the curls gave a look of shock to the other man.
“E-Excuse me? You have GOT to be kidding me!”
“No… I think I drank too much.”
“Who the fuck cares! Get over here and finish the job. I already got her all…” He looked down at her. “Ready.” His hands roamed her body and she felt dirty from his touch. “Did you hear me C?” he called over his shoulder.
“Yeah… Yeah I heard you.” He came over to them and smiled when he saw the beautiful girl up close. “Fun times huh?” Curls nodded enthusiastically.
“Oh yeah.” He carefully got off of her so that she couldn’t get away. She attempted but the other man was already on her.
“I’ll get out of here,” Curls said.
“You do that…” The dark haired man looked down at her to study her face. He was definitely gorgeous but he scared the hell out of her all the same.
“Please don’t do this…” she whispered. He swallowed hard but didn’t say anything as he studied her petrified face.
“I can’t do that sugar.” He leaned down and his mouth covered hers. His hands moved along her body much like Curls did but he was a lot gentler with his touches. He quickly undid his jeans, his mouth never leaving hers. She pushed against him but he just laughed and went to grab her hands. She scratched down the side of his face and watched his eyes darken in anger. He surprised her when he smiled, small droplets of blood dripping onto his lips.
“Rough one aren’t we?” He grabbed her wrists and forcefully held them above her head. His touch wasn’t as gentle now. When he finished with the task at hand, he looked deep into her eyes and an evil smile slid across his lips. She didn’t cry this time, all she felt was anger towards the two men. Her fingers scratched against his own but he didn’t show that he noticed. His eyes bore deep into her and she glared right back at him.
“This is rape,” she said finally. He paused over her.
“It isn’t rape if you’re enjoying it…”
She couldn’t help her smile as she walked down the hallway. Checking to make sure Justin hadn’t left his room, she knocked timidly on the door next to his. A groggy JC answered a few minutes later. His eyes lit up when he saw her.
“Did you do it?”
“Yup.”
“And what’d he say?”
She shrugged and pushed him into the room, slamming the door behind her. “Does it matter?” she asked quietly as she ran her hands up his bare chest. He pushed her back gently.
“It does matter. We need to know what we’re up against.” They both jumped when they heard something big smash against the wall in Justin’s room before his door slammed and his footsteps sounded down the hallway.
Giggling softly, she looked up at him. “He’s obviously very… unhappy.”
“I don’t think this is right…”
“Why not? I mean, he hurt me …. We’re just putting him in his place here…”
“Yeah but-“ His back hit the wall.
“He’ll get over it,” she whispered as her hands moved from chest. He groaned softly and his eyes closed.
“Karly…” he said through clenched teeth.
“Yes…?”
“What are you doing?”
“Just… helping our plan…”
“This isn’t what we wanted to do.”
“Yeah… But you have to admit… It’ll be fun. I promise.”
It took all the strength he had to back away from her.
“Stop Karly.” He was shocked to see the anger on her face. She covered it quickly but he still saw it in her eyes. She leaned up and kissed him. At first he didn’t respond and she almost screamed with joy when his lips closed over hers. Her plan was in action. It only took a few minutes before she had him back on the bed. She turned to the table next to her and pressed record on the camera.
“What- what’s that for?”
“My own use. You don’t mind do you?”
“No, not at all.” She smiled and kissed him, softly nibbling on his lips. He responded eagerly but flipped her over so he was on top of her.
“You’re ready for this right?”
“Of course.” He was just about to kiss her but she stopped him. “Wait, let’s play a little… game.” His eyes lit up.
“What kind of game?”
“I’m a defenseless girl and you are the evil man trying to hurt me.” His face went cold for a second but then he smiled.
“Sounds interesting.”
“Oh it will be…”
The next morning she was walking out the door when he stopped her.
“Karly, wait!” She turned around to look at him boredly.
“What?”
“Are you… leaving?”
“Yes.”
“Am I going to see you again?”
“Maybe.” He smiled.
“Thanks for last night. It was nice.”
“I know you enjoyed it.”
He laughed. “You were practically raping me.”
Her eyes darkened. “It isn’t rape if you’re enjoying it…”
2 weeks later
JC whistled as he walked briskly to his friend’s room. He hadn’t seen Karly since their little night of fun but it didn’t bother him much at all. He was surprised to see the door open so he walked in, closing it behind him. He saw Justin sitting on the bed, glaring at his laptop, his jaw tensing and relaxing.
“What are you doing?” JC asked nonchalantly. Justin’s eyes didn’t move from the screen. JC sighed and walked over. He stopped dead when he saw what was on the screen. It was him and Karly on that night not so long ago. He swallowed hard and tried to force his voice to work. “Where- where did you get that?” Justin looked up when the movie ended to stare at him.
“Why the hell did you do this to me?” he screamed. JC backed away when he stood up.
“I-I didn’t! I mean I did but…”
“But what?” Before they knew it, Justin’s fist collided with the side of JC’s face. JC glared at him.
“What the HELL is your problem?”
“What’s MY problem? You were the one who screwed my girlfriend!”
“She’s not your girlfriend! She’s-“ They both stopped when they heard her voice from his laptop again.
“Hey guys! What’s up?” Their heads turned to glare at the screen. “I’m sure you’re at each other’s throats right now.” They looked at each other. “Does JC have a bloody lip yet Justin?” Justin looked down and felt his guilt rise. “Come on guys, don’t be shy, come closer.” They followed her directions and sat next to each other on the bed. “Good. Justin, you saw the video right? And JC, well… You lived it.” JC blushed. “Ok, let’s skip all this crap and cut to the chase.” Her picture appeared on the screen and after a few seconds, a new picture showed up next to it. “Recognize the face to the left?” They both studied it.
“Oh my God… It’s the girl from the club…” JC said quietly.
“Yes, it’s the girl from the club. If you weren’t too drunk to remember of course. Now look at the two pictures closely. Do they hold a resemblance?” The picture of her disappeared and was replaced with her face. The two watched in shock as she took her brown contacts out to reveal green eyes and then lifted her hair up a little to make it look shorter. “How about now?”
“Oh no…”
She laughed. “I hope you guys can put two and two together.” The picture disappeared and she was silent for some time while they thought everything over in their heads.
The young girl sat trembling in the corner while JC put his clothes back on. He threw her clothes at her and she quickly dressed.
“If you call the police, we’ll kill you,” he warned. He held up her license and slid it into his back pocket. “We know where you live so don’t say you weren’t warned.”
“I’d like to have my license back JC. Oh, and in case you were wondering, this is the video I sent to the police office,” she checked her watch, “Twenty minutes ago.” She disappeared and was replaced with her and JC again.
“JC! Stop!” she screamed. He smiled evilly and continued to kiss her.
“I know you want me baby…”
“Stop! Someone help!”
JC brought his hands to his face as he groaned. Justin’s stomach flipped when he showed up, doing much of the same thing as JC.
“I’m a little wiser this time C… and I’m not afraid of you anymore.” He clenched his teeth in anger as he continued to watch the screen.
“I’m sure you’re wondering how you got this right? Well, since neither of you ever bothered to speak to me other than sexually, you wouldn’t know what I do for a living. I’d get in whatever you have to do quickly because the police should be there any minute. And don’t bother trying to use this as and excuse…” The screen turned off and the two stared in shock as his laptop emitted strange sounds and sparked. Justin backed away then attempted to turn it on. He swore loudly when the screen stayed blank. Knocking sounded at the door and the two looked at each other.
“I’m sorry Justin.”
“Yeah, me too…”