Chapter 13: where are we?

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"Lucas, where are we?" I repeat.

He just sits there. Silently. The car turned off

"Lucas your scaring-" Lucas dives across to the passenger side and immediately locks his lips with mine. His tongue entering right away. I'm pushing him away, but his weight on top of me is heavy. His head is pushing mine against my headrest so I can't move. I use my hands to push him away. "Stop. No!" I yell. But he pins my hands above my head continuing to chew on my face. He then removes his hands from my wrist and place them right on my breasts. Groping each one. This is uncomfortable. This is rape. I push him off with my hands again now they are free. "Get off!!!" I yell.

He stares me down in the eyes. It's the scariest thing I've ever seen. "You caused me to nearly get beat up, so now you pay." He then takes my hands and ties them behind my headrest. No no no, this can't be happening. I'm so stupid. Never leave a bar with someone you don't know, no matter how nice they may be. Just get their number and call them another time.

His hands now roaming to my thighs as his mouth begins down my neck. Nobody could hear me, but it's worth a shot. "HELP!!" I yell "nobody can hear you." He hisses." He then reclines my chair all the way back his hands now lifting the hem of my dress revealing my undergarments. I'm squirming as much as I can to get away, but it's no use. Until, I feel a phone behind my head. It's my phone! I threw my purse back there! I fiddle with the buttons the best I can, trying to ignore him kissing my stomach. I try to think how it would work, imaging the phone in my head, and I call the first person on my speed dial. "HELP!!!" I yell again. "I told you, no one can hear you!" Lucas grunts moving his areas against mine. "STOP!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I keep yelling so the person on the other line can hear. "FINE!" Lucas yells. "My turn." Lucas immediately removes his pants and takes my hands from behind the seat rest. He shoves them down his boxers, and I'm touching it. I can't believe this is Happening. He moves my hands up and down faster each time. Why does this pleasure him? Lucas then fully removes his boxers and begins to pull at my underwear, when he is thrown from the car. Completely naked. I get out and see someone beating the crap out of him. I fix my dress and try to compose how close this just was.

I was just almost, completely raped. I begin to hyperventilate. Thoughts racing through my mind. Am I a slut now? Does this make me a slut? I'm still a Virgin right? Does this ruin my vow of nothing before marriage? I'm going to hell. I am officially going to hell. Hot tears stream down my face. My world is spinning. I begin to clam myself with simple thoughts. ''My name is Skyler. I am a junior in high school. My state meet for gymnastics is 2 weeks away. I was (almost) raped. Andrew came and beat up the Rapist. Andrew. Andrew. I love Andrew. I open my eyes to the sound of sirens and the sight of flashing lights. Andrew is carrying to rapist to the car with the police men. A police man is walking towards me. "Are you Skyler?"

"Yes" I answer shaky.
"How do you know Lucas?" He questions
"Um, well, I was at a party, and he was there. He was super nice, and offered me a ride home." The police officer take note. "Officer, I know I was stupid to think he was a nice guy and leave in a car with him, especially after just meeting him, but please don't arrest me."
The officer looks at me. "How old are you?"

"16, sir."

"Did you drink tonight?"

"No sir! I had a virgin strawberry daiquiri. VIRIGIN. No alcohol."

"Okay, I understand. Do you have any illnesses, disabilities, or did you take any illegal substances tonight?"

"No sir! I promise."

"She's all good sir. She would never do any of that. She's just shaken up." A deep voice says while wrapping an arm around me. I never thought I could be so glad to hear his voice again.

The police officer nods. "You were smart to call him without Lucas knowing."

"Thank you." I say shyly.

"Well, have a good night." And with that, the officer walks away. Moments later, their car drives off. I begin to shake, because I'm still so scared. Andrew wraps me in a warm, tight hug. More tears begin to flow down my face. "Let's get you home." He says. I nod into his chest.

I sit in his car wrapped in a ball, motionless, thoughtless. Completely unaware. Music is playing and I can't even hear it I'm so zoned out, in my own world, watching the rain roll down the window. The car then stops outside of my house. I don't make an effort to move. Andrew walks around to my side, picking me up bridal style, and placing his sweatshirt on me. Me, Still motionless, he walks into my house, up my stairs, into my room, and placed me on my bed. He tucks me in, leaving his sweatshirt and kissing me on my forehead before walking out. "Wait," I mumble. "Please stay." He stops in his tracks, turns around, and climbs into bed with me. I instantly relax, feeling the touch, and warmth of him next to me. Knowing he is there to protect me. Maybe sometimes, when I can't handle things myself, I do need rescuing. I cuddle up next to him, laying my head on his chest. Hugging him like a giant teddy bear. "I love you Andrew Tucker... You win."

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