It had been a month since the night Gerard nearly took away the best thing in my life. There wasn't a funeral for him seeing as Derek burned his body to make sure he died for real this time and everyone thought he had died a month ago... Either way I wouldn't have gone. I didn't mourn for his death. I would never forgive him for almost ruining what I had just gotten back with Scott.
I'll never be able to forget the sounds of his screams coming out of my phone, his voice contorted with the agony he was suffering as he called out in pain. I still remember realizing that Scott was in a tuxedo at the park. The same tuxedo he wore to the dance now ruined. He told me not to worry about it since it was old already but it felt like Gerard had ruined yet another memory between me and Scott.
The past month has been a vacation of sorts. Finally Scott had caught a break. Stiles and Derek of course constantly reminded us that out honeymoon would be over soon. Scott did have a gift for attracting trouble. For now all Scott had to deal with is making sure Issac and Boyd didn't wolf out when they got mad and having to share a room with Issac. Which sucks because I've lost count of how many times Issac has walked in on me and Scott... Honestly the most awkward situation ever... Issac brought up my birthmark on my back one night during dinner with Scott's mom when I was over and me and Scott choked on our food.
Being with Scott has felt like we were never apart. I don't even remember why I chose to be apart so long. I love him so much. He and I were inseparable. The only time we weren't together is when he was stolen away by Stiles because "He was Scott's first real committed relationship." Typical Stiles but I wasn't going to stand in between them and I couldn't even if I wanted to.
It was strange to be able to just go out on dates with Scott without worrying about someone dying. It's sad how I've grown accustomed to having a life threatening situation going on. Even my dad grew to accept Scott and me without the awkward silences. Tonight me and Scott were going to drive to the bay to the traveling fair that was only there for one more night. Beacon Hills was such a small town Scott has gotten creative in planning the perfect dates for us.
I was excited. I hadn't been to a fair since I was thirteen because my parents hated to go on the rides with me. That had to do with the fact that I always rode the rides that went the fastest and spun the most and generally the ones everyone was either scared to ride or came out puking.
Scott texted me letting me know he was downstairs and I run eager to get out of this town. As soon as I'm in front of him I lean in for a kiss and Scott laughs as I still have troubles getting on his bike. Before I know it we're off and I hold on tight resting my head on his shoulder knowing it was going to be a long ride. I wasn't complaining of course. I'd get to have my arms wrapped around Scott for about an hour.
I enjoy seeing all lights go by in a blur. Although I was still terrified for my life when I rode with Scott I did understand why some people preferred it to cars. You can really take in everything around you. I guess I never really realized what you miss by riding in a enclosed space all your life.
Before I know it I hear the music of the Ferris Wheel and the merry go round playing mixed with the screams of the brave ones tackling the more fearful rides. Scott and I walk hand in hand around the fair and the night was going perfect. Scott and I took more photo booth pictures in which we came prepared with sunglasses so his eyes wouldn't glare. Scott of course trying to be the man wouldn't stop until he won me a stuffed animal from one of the ring toss games. He couldn't stop laughing when I chose the stuffed wolf and the guy from the ring toss looked at us like we had a bit too much cotton candy and funnel cake.
Scott didn't mind my choice in rides and we would hold hands as we would scream our lungs out just to annoy everyone else. We even rode the Ferris Wheel and screamed when it stopped at the top. Scott flashed his innocent smile to the girl who operated the Ferris Wheel and I don't think she figured out it was us.
"I really have to pee." I admitted to Scott after drinking about five gallons of lemonade. I couldn't resist the fresh lemonade stands each time I walked by them. Scott will have spent all his money on lemonade by the time we left. I laughed at the thought.
He smiled and I laughed because he had ketchup all over his face from the burger he just started devouring.
"Sure I'll just walk and eat." He said already getting up. It was cute how much he wanted to protect me.
"No it's okay how much trouble can I get into at a youth fair?" Although I admired his protectiveness he didn't have to give up eating comfortably to have to eat a burger outside a bathroom.
I didn't really know where the bathroom was even though I told Scott I did. I picked a random path and figured there would have to be bathrooms somewhere. The farther I walked the more I had to pee and I still hadn't found the bathroom. I was going to call Scott to tell him not to worry about the fact that I had taken so long but I forgot I had given him my phone before I rode the water ride..
Ugh I hate being lost! I felt so hopeless. I couldn't even remember the way back to the table Scott was eating at. I suppose I could just yell out Scott and he could find me but I still had to pee. Releasing all this lemonade was my priority. I'll deal with Scott later.
I'd been so lost in my thoughts I didn't even realize I had wandered out of the fair. God I really needed to start paying attention. I was literally jumping and walking at angle keeping my legs pressed together.
I. Need. To. Pee.
I keep looking around and get creeped out because everything is closed so the street is dark. I should turn around. Scott is probably freaking out by now. Just as I was about turn around and try to find my way back I see a group of guys coming my way and fast.
Suddenly terrified I try and run back the way I came from but it was no use. I wasn't gonna outrun these guys who looked like they spent more time at the gym than they did at home. I take a deep breath as I prepare to stand up to these revolting guys. All I could smell was beer and whiskey which scared me even more knowing these guys were drunk.
"Hey baby wanna have a good time?"
"Yeah she looks like a wild one, right Fred?"
"Sure does.. look at her shaking... looks like she's just begging for us touch her."
"Don't. Touch. Me." I try to sound calm but instead my voice is shaking.
"Why not sweetheart? Don't like us?"
"We can make you feel good.. I bet you've never even been touched."
"Leave m-me alone." I stuttered. My mind couldn't process what was happening. I should've let Scott come with me. I'm so stupid! Everything that happens to me is my fault for not thinking clearly! Why can't I ever do something right? What a terrible excuse for an Argent I was. My mother was right.
One of the guys reaches out and holds his hand tight against my mouth. I can feel my mouth fill with blood from biting down on my tongue so hard.
"Nah me and boys would rather just fuck ya and you better not scream or we might just mark up that pretty little face of yours."
I stood defenseless as these vile men laid their hands on places only Scott had ever touched before. But it wasn't like it was with Scott. There was no compassion or love in the way these men touched me. Whenever I tried to yell for help all that came out was a whisper the men didn't even hear since they were busy abusing me in every way they could. I considered bringing out my training but with this many guys there was no way I was getting away.
Tears escaped my eyes and I wanted to hit myself for allowing them to have something to taunt me about. Seeing my tears made one of them even angrier and he violated me somewhere me and Scott hadn't even gone before. I was like a lifeless doll to them who couldn't feel any emotion or pain. In some way I think I deserved this. This was my punishment for all the mistakes I've made.
The men around me were nearly all through with their fun when I heard the most beautiful sound in the world before I everything went black from that pain.
"ALLISON?!" Scott's voice boomed as he came running with his eyes red and claws out.
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Don't Let Me Go
FanfictionYou will need a tub of cookie dough for this... Trust me. This story is set following the events of Motel California, episode six of Teen Wolf Season 3. From then there is total canon divergence, becoming a sort of AU fic as I imagine Scallison thr...