*Head's up warning, mature content*
Taylor's p.o.v.
Pulling out my skateboard, I started riding home. I had just finished my school day, and done all my staying after school work. I felt a little bad, I was riding my skateboard without Jarod's permission. I don't understand why he's so protective. I haven't hurt myself badly. Then again I don't understand much about him. Like the mixed feelings he shows me. I just can't process it. I rode past the skate park. A place I go to often but not without Jarod. He told me it was too far away to skateboard here. "Hey Taylor." A bunch of the guys yelled as they waved to me. I waved back before continuing to ride. Those guys were always so nice. I took a little short cut on one street but must have taken a wrong turn. I knew where I was, and wasn't too fond of being here. Jarod and Hailey tell me that this is a bad place in town. But of course they could have been lying. After all, Jarod has told me tons of times that there is nothing going on between the two of them, next thing I know I'm getting told be four girls I don't like that they were dating. One of my wheels snapped and I fell to the ground. Why do I keep falling? Why can't I just go one time without falling. Then Jarod wouldn't have to watch my every move. I got up, grabbing my board and clutching my arm. I still have a long way to go, I think. "Well well well, what do we have here?" A guy standing over me said. "Who are you?" I asked him. "Chad, who are you?" He asked me kneeling down. "Taylor." I told him. "Taylor, you've got a pretty name." He told me. Pretty means good right, I think it does. I smiled. "Thank you." I told him. "Are you hurt?" He asked me as he removed my hand from me arm. "You are, why don't I take you to my house so I can help you." He told me. I nodded. He helped me up and I followed him. He took me to his home, leading my upstairs. He took me to the bathroom where he fixed up my wound. "Where were you heading too?" He asked me. "My house, I was coming home from school." I told him. "Why don't you stay here and rest for a while." He told me. I nodded. "Sure." I told her. "Come on, let's get you outta the bathroom. You can rest in my room." He told me helping me up yet again. I nodded and followed him to his room. He let me in. "Make yourself comfortable." He told me as he closed the door. I sat down on his bed and he locked the door. Sitting down next to me, he started to kiss me. Slipping his tongue in my mouth just like Jarod did. I felt him reach into my shirt unclasping my bra. That's when I pulled away. "Um, I sorta just met you." I told him. "Don't worry about it. Just know that you'll have a good time with me." He told me. That evil smile of his was telling me otherwise. "How many health classes have you been in?" He asked me. Health class? I don't think I've ever been in a health class. "I don't think I've been in any." I told him. "Really. This ought to be interesting then." He said as he slipped my top off. "What are you doing?" I asked him as he took off my bra and I covered myself up. "Just relax. I'm not gonna hurt you." He told me. He started taking his clothes off as well. He took off his shirt before he removed my hands away from me and started rubbing my chest. "Stop." I told him but he slapped me across the face. When I looked back at him, things were a little fuzzy and dark. "What's happening, I can't see much. Everything's blurry." I told him. "I know, I did that on purpose. A pretty girl like you would never love me just as we meet." He told me. "What did you do?" I asked him as he unzipped his pants and took them off. "I just gave you a little muscle relaxer." He told me. That explained the pain I felt in my arm. To think I thought he was nice. A possible replacement for Jarod. But no, he's worse. Jarod never forced off my clothes. I miss Jarod, I wish he would save me. Chad picked me up, putting me on the ground kneeling while he stood up. "Open your mouth." He told me. "Do it now!" He yelled slapping me again. I opened my mouth. I didn't want him to slap me anymore, it hurt. He pulled me closer and something went in my mouth. I couldn't see what it was and I'm pretty sure I didn't want to. Whatever it was, it was gross and the way Chad jerks and moved me, made it go deeper in my throat. "Mm Taylor, that feels so good." He told me. Not to me! Finally he pulled me away. He picked me back up, laying me down on his bed. I could feel him hovering over me. He spread out my legs and next thing I know, I was feeling a large amount of pain. "God Taylor." He moaned. How could he possibly be enjoying this? I felt my eyes get heavier before he started kissing my neck. The further he went the heavier my eyes had gotten. He reached the end of my neck, that's when I felt him sucking on my nipples. A groaned. I didn't like it when people played with my nipples, this bully from preschool used to play with them too. That's why I don't like it. "Jarod, help me." I whispered to myself before I blacked out.
