One Night Partying

Chapter 14

Not to long, but I like it...hope you do.

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Charli's POV

"Charli. Charli, you gotta wake up."

Jak's voice sounded distant. I sat up slowly, pain racing through my body. I whimpered. My head, my arms, my legs, my stomach all hurt. "Jack?" I asked.

"Yeah?"

"Where am I?" I was still groggy.

"Your at my house." Jack whispered.

"WHAT! Why am I here? Oh my god I gotta go. My mom is gonna be so worried!" I screeched, rocketing off the bed, only to fall back on it, collapsing in pain.

Jack rushed over to me. "Charli! Are you okay?" He asks panic-stricken.

"Does it effing look like I'm okay to you?" I scream, "Cuz I'm not!"

Jack ran into the bathroom across the hall and grabbed a bottle of Advil. He handed me one tablet and a glass of water. I swallowed it eagerly, wanting the pain to stop. Jack sat down on the bed staring at me. Normally I would tell him to eff off, but there was nothing normal about our situation. I crawled over to him, leaning my head against his chest. Everything hurt so much. I was tired, dizzy, un-focused. Then I vomited all over Jack and passed out.

Jack's POV

After I cleaned up all the throw up and changed my sheets, I carried Charli down-stairs onto he couch. Even pregnant, she didn't weigh much. Thank god Paul wasn't here. "Mmmm....hmmm...arhhmmm..."Charli murmured in her sleep. I smiled, sitting down next to her. Suddenly, her peaceful expression changed, her legs twitched, and she flinched. "N...no...No! No! Stop please!" she started getting louder.

"Charli.." I said softly, trying to wake her.

"No! STOP! GET AWAY!" Charli screamed. "MARCUS! GET AWAY! STOP ! PLEASE!"

"Charli! Charli! Wake up!" I yell, shaking her roughly.

Charli starts, her eyes shooting open. A sob escapes her throat, and I pull her against me.

Why was she screaming out Marcu's name in her sleep? What was he doing to her that she wanted him to stop? God! What was going on? "Charli, whast's going on? I find you beat up and broken down, your pregnant, but you don't know who the father is. what the hell is this?" I yelled.

Charli took a deep breath. "If you promise not to tell anyone, ANYONE, else, I'l...I'll tell you."

I nodded.

Charli's POV

"You know that night that you drove me home? You know, at the party?" I ask.

Jack nods his head. "Well, I had really missed Marcus, since I found him making out with Cicely, and we were both drunk. We just started dancing, then making out...then things just kinda happened. He wanted to have sex, I didn't....so....he...he..." I stop.

Oh god, I can't do this.A tear slides down my cheek. This is the hardest thing I have ever had to do.  "Yes?" Jack says.

"Marcus raped me." I whisper. i say ti as fast as I can so I don't regret saying it.

Immediately I do. Jack doesn't say anything. Oh my god, what if he doesn't care? After all, we used to be enemies. Wait, has that even changed? Is he just using me? As soon as I go, is he gonna burst out laughing and call up his buddy Marcus and they would have a good laugh?

 He sat up straight. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before he finally said: "I'm gonna kill that bastard!"

"No! Please!" I yell, jumping up.

"Why the hell not? He fucking raped you!"

"why do you care?" I muttered quietly.

"Hey," Jack pushed my hair out of my face, "I think we both know the answer to that question."

Jack moved towards my mouth, and before I could stop him he planted his lips on mine. His tongue slipped past my lips and into my mouth. It felt so good but....I hadn't done this since Marcus. I pushed Jack away. "I..I'm sorry. I..I have to go."

I jumped off the couch ran through the kitchen, slipped my shoes on and out the front door. I didn't stop running until I reached a bus stop. I needed to get home. Now.

Finally! She told Jack the truth! YAY!