Happily Never After

9

A half hour into this game of truth and dare I had already had enough and I had to pee like crazy. I stood up and stumbled a little. Lena I am so going to kill you. I knew this drink was too strong. I turned to Lena, "where is the bathroom?" I whispered to her.
She quickly replied, " I think the one downstairs is broken so go up the stairs, it's the third door on your left."
I stumbled my way through the living room weaving in and out of people as I made my way to the stairs. I bumped into someone by accident once I made it to the bottom of the stairs and quickly felt my heart drop in my chest when they turned around and I was staring into their bright green eyes.
"Dini...how are you?" Tim asked me as his eyes went wide.
I pushed him out of my way and starting climbing the stairs as I yelled over my shoulder to him. "Don't pretend like you care asshole, fuck off!"

I was fuming mad. Why did he have to be here. I'm sure that little slut Ariel was here with him too. I made it to the top of the steps and just as I was about to make it to the bathroom, I was grabbed from behind and shoved into the bathroom, being forced against the sink as Tim's arms caged me in.
"Now why do you have to go and be a bitch Dini?" He asked me, anger plastered all over his face.
I tried pushing him off of me. "Tim get the fuck off me!" I yelled. "I will scream for everyone to hear and then they will all realize what a fucking asshole you are!" I threatened.
Tim pressed up against me so I could feel his hard on pressed up against me. "You feel that Dini?" He whispered into my ear. "That's what you do to me and I think it's about time you do something about it" he roughly slammed his lips on mine and took me into a punishing kiss. I whimpered and had tears streaming down my face as I tried to fight against him to no avail. He grasped both my hands in his left hand while he brought his right hand and started groping my breasts with it. When he took his lips off mine I used that free moment to scream, "HELP! HELP ME!"
"Shut the fuck up you bitch!" He yelled as he slapped me. "You will do what I say, no one can hear you over the music anyway." He glared at me.
I let out a sob begging him not to do this. He continued groping me again but this time running his hand down my side to my hip before removing it all together only to return it under my dress. "I know that tight virgin pussy is going to feel so good." He said as he moved his fingers to my center.
"Please no! No no no no! I cried as he slid my underwear to the side and slammed a finger into me.
Leaving kisses all over my neck as he continued roughly fingering me he continued to ignore my pleads for him to stop.
All of a sudden there was a loud bang and Tim was ripped off of me. I looked to see who it was and realized it was non other than Tristan. Tristan slammed Tim up against the wall and had him pinned up by his throat. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He roared.
"No..nothing man! I was just having a moment with my girl." He stuttered.
"Fucking bullshit loser, if she wanted it I wouldn't have heard her screaming for help." Tristan threw Tim to the floor. He then jumped on top of him and started punching him repeatedly. I watched in stunned silence until I realized Tristan was going to kill him if I didn't stop this.
"Tristan!"

He didn't react.

"Tristan! Stop!" I put my hand on his shoulder. He stopped immediately and looked up at me.

"Nadine, are you ok?" He asked quickly as he got up off of Tim's limp body. He walked to me and cradled my face in between his hands as he looked down into my eyes. His fingers traced over my left cheek that still stung from Tim's slap. "That fucking asshole hit you!" He growled as he went to turn around to do some more damage.
I grabbed onto his arms, "Tristan, please don't leave me. I don't want you to get in trouble for something he did, please just come with me.
Tristan wrapped his arms protectively around me. "C'mon, how about we get you home?" He whispered.
I nodded my head yes as I turned to walk down the hallway until I remembered I had to pee. "I have to pee." I timidly said. "But I don't want to be by myself. Can you come in the bathroom and just turn the other way?" I asked.
He kind of looked at me as though I had a few screws loose in my head but agreed nonetheless.
When I was done peeing and finished washing my hands, Tristan went to grab my hand and walk along next to me. I let him hold my hand but quietly said, "you know Tristan, I'm grateful that you saved me, but I still don't want anything with you."
He tugged on my hand to tell me to stop walking. Turning to face me fully, he looked down into my eyes. "Why don't you want anything with me?" He asked looking so vulnerable.
I looked down at the floor breaking eye contact. "It's not you, I don't want anything with anyone. That guy back there is my ex, and well you see how that turned out."
He gently brought his fingers under my chin and brought my face to look up at his. "I'm not him Beautiful. I'll wait if that's what you need, but you will be mine one day."
My breath hitched at his words as those damn butterflies flew around in my stomach. He then gently grazed his lips against mine and then placed a kiss on my forehead.
"Now let's get you home." He said as he grabbed my hand again and led me outside. "You aren't ok to drive, do you want to ride my bike or do you want me to drive your car?" He asked.
"You can drive my car. But then how will you get your bike?" I asked.
"I can have someone come pick me up at your house and bring me back to my bike." He offered.
I shook my head no. "How about you stay over and I'll take you to your bike in the morning?" I asked. I knew it was a bad idea but I wanted him beside me. He was so oddly familiar and he made me feel safe.
It was his turn to shake his head no. "I can't leave my bike overnight." He said but when he saw my disappointment he added, "but I can come back to your house once I pick my bike up."
"Deal." I said with a big smile on my face as I handed him my car keys.