Forced

part 10

We pull into my driveway my father is out on business so he isn't here. She has fell asleep with her head leaned against the window. Her plump lips slightly parted as her tan chest rises and falls slowly. I can't help but let my mind slip into the gutter a little at seeing her long bare legs crossed over one another.

I get out of the car and walk around to her side. I open the car door which makes her head silp off the window. She looks up at me with the coldest look on her face I believe I have ever seen. "You could have woken me up a nicer way you fucker" she grumbles while fiddling with her seat belt buckel trying to free herself. She must not like being woken up because when I lean over her to help her unbuckle her seat belt she slaps my chest "get off I can do it myself" she says while slapping at my hand on the buckle.

I stand up and hold my hands in the air surrindering so she doesn't slap me again. It takes her a minute to get it undone but when she finally does she stumbles out of the car tripping over her own feet. She leans against me and lifts one foot up at a time pulling off her heels shoving them at my chest. She stumbles around the door and starts wobbling towards my house. I sprint after her putting my arm under her while she throws her arm around my shoulders supporting all of her weight on me to hold her self up.

I get to the front door struggling to unlock it while holding stella up with one arm and holding her heels in the other. Once I fish my keys out of my pocket I stick the key in the lock and pull the door open. She stumbles in infront of me swaying on her feet. I step in closing the door behind me and putting her heels on the floor. I start walking up the stairs and feel her close behind me. I turn to look back every few steps I take to make sure she hasn't fell.

I enter into my room the walls are painted a dark grey color with a king sized bed in the corner with a grey couch placed at the foot and a desk acrossed from it with a TV mounted on the wall.I lean down to pull my shoes off to hear someone flop down on my bed. I turn to see stella sprawled out on her stomach with her head resting on one of my pillows.

I look at her small body laying in the middle of the humongous bed and I laugh out loud not meaning to. Her head lifts up to glare at me and she rolls over on her back so she is looking at me. Her ocean blue eyes glossed over from the drinking she has been doing tonight.

I walk over to her and put my hand out for her to grab and she looks at me like I'm crazy. "You need to change out of that dress it doesn't look very comfortable" I say. She looks down at her dress and then back up to me she extends her arm and grips my hand witch is still sore and bloody from hitting Tyler. I pull her off of the bed and stand her up I walk over to my dresser and grab a long ACDC tee-shirt and a pair of my boxers.

I turn around and hand them to her she looks at the pile of clothes and lays them on my bed turning to face away from me. Her hands grip the bottom of her dress and before I can stop her she has already lifted it over her head. "No not in he- here go to the bathroom" I stutter before putting my hand up over my face and looking the other way but not before catching a glimpse of her back which had scars running up it.

I feel my heart hurt for her in every way possible. "It's fine you can look now I have clothes on" she says so I turn around to see her flopping back down on the bed and pulling my grey comforter over top of her. I notice the boxers still laying on the bed and her dress on the floor. So that means stella Martin is in my bed with no panties on.

Just thinking that I mentally smack myself. No matter how attracted I am to her I keep telling myself it's only in a sexual manner and if I did end up sleeping with her to fulfill my sexual need it would only make her hate me and ruin our friendship. I grab an extra pillow off the bed and a small blanket out of my closet . I toss them on the couch before taking my shirt off and putting some pajama pants on. I lay down on the couch and my mind drifts to stella and all the scars on her. My heart is in my stomach until I finally give into the temptation to fall asleep.

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I hear this ear pericing scream shudder through my room making me jump up. I look over at my bed to see stella laying on my bed thrashing her arms around as she screams "get off of me...stop Marcus" I soon realize that she is having a bad dream. I walk over next to her and put my hand on her lightly shaking her to try to wake her up. She sits up taking in a huge breath with tears streaming down her face. The sight of her like this tugs at my heart strings.I grab her shoulders and pull her into a hug. I stroke her hair "shh its ok it was just a dream its ok your safe" I say In a reassuring tone as she sobs in my arms.

"But Caleb it wasn't just a dream it was a memory it actually happened" she said inbetween sniffles. I rest my chin on top of her head as she calms down. My heart clinches at the thought of someone hurting her. Someone as sweet and caring as her does not deserve to suffer like she is.Her breathing is back to normal and I think she has fallen asleep with her cheek rested against my bare chest. I cradle her head in my arms as I lay her back down on the bed slowly getting up so I don't wake her. I start back towards the couch when I feel a small petite hand grip my wrist.

So I have a question do you all think I should post a part with pictures of what I imagine the characters to look like? I know some of you don't like that but I know others do and if I do post it you can still imagine them how ever you want to it is just what I think they should look like. I am just wondering! Let me know xoxo!
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