Bloody Knuckles (A Dallas Winston Fan Fiction) *Slow Updates*

Chapter Eight: Rain

TRIGGER WARNING, VIOLENCE, SEXUAL HARRASMENT WARNING.

Madelyn's POV
Rain poured against the windows of the bakery that I was currently starring out. I rest a hand on my small baby bump at 20 weeks today. It was pitch black besides the occasional lightning strikes lighting up the entire sky and the claps of thunder that were heard.
"Everything okay?" Charlie asks wiping down a dining table.
"Yeah, i'm fine, just not looking forward to walking home." I sigh heavily grabbing a cloth and helping him wipe the rest of the tables.
I've been working at the bakery for a month now and Charlie knew pratically everything that has been happening to me, he was very easy to open up to, I don't know if it's the big blue eyes or the blonde hair, or maybe it was the forgiving smile that was curled into his lips, but he was always willing to listen and it's something I missed about Dallas.
"You're not serious?" Charlie asks chuckling a litte showing off his almost blindnig white teeth.
"Yeah, I am, but it's alright." I add tossing the cloth on the counter as Charlie followed palcing the chairs on the empty table. A clap of thunder followed by a strike of lightning lit up the small building completly empty besides me and Charlie.
"No, I can take you home, it's not a problem." He offers.
"Okay, thanks." I nod my lips curling into a grin.
"Like I said not problem," Charlie repeats grabbing his coat and handing me mine as I removed my waist apron. "Let's go." Charlie says shutting off all of the lights behind him and leading me to his car through the pouring rain and hail. I get in shaking off the water from my coat, well it was actually Dally's coat that I had stolen from him. Charlie had taken me home before once or twice so he knew where to go, which was still the Curtis house.
"Thanks for the ride." I say breaking the uncomfortable silence between us. He nods making a right turn.
"Of course, anything for you." He says his grin turning into a smirk.
"This isn't the way." I say noticing we were headed out of town.
"It's not? I'm sorry, I'll have to turn around." He chuckes almost embarrassed but enough to be convincing.
"You know, you cna just stop, I can walk from here." I chuckle nervously unbuckling my seatbelt. He stops the car pretending to turn. but instead turns off the car. I go to open the door but he locked it. I tried unlocking it but it wouldn't budge. "Charlie, please, I can walk." I say realizing this could go bad.
"It's alright, I just wanna try something." Charlie laughs putting a hand on my cheek and kissing my lips. I stop for a minute and push him off.
"What are you doing? Let me out now." I order pushing on the door harder and trying the lock again. He unbuckles his seat belt grabbing me by my waist and pushing me in the backseat. "Charlie." I shout going to get out but he pushes me down sitting on top of me.
"Come on, please." He laughs kissing me again as I started to sob. "We're just having a little fun." He chuckles.
"Get off of me!" I yell trying to push him off but it's like trying to move a boulder from off your chest.
He slowly unbuttons my jeans kissing my neck. I still attempted to push him off not giving up. "Help!" I yell even though I knew no one would hear me from all the way out here out of town.
"Shutup!" Charlie yells striking my cheek with his backhand. I go into shock as he pulls down my pants along with his. I make one last attempt to get him off by smacking him in his face and shoving his head against the front seat. He holds his head in pain as I jump to thefrontpulling up my pants and opening the front driver's side getting out as fast as I could starting to run back into town. "Bitch!" Charile yells after me but makes no attempt to go after me. When I passed the convience store in town, I stopped running and started walking back to the Curtis home. My crossbody bag was still atached to my side even after Iw alked up the steps thunder stratling me as I knocked on the door. It was Soda who answered yawning at first but pulling me inside.
"What happened?" He asks sitting me on the couch, I flinch at his touch. "Maddie?" He asks again wrapping me in a blanket,
"I'm going to bed." I announce standing and going to my room while I stayed there. I undressed myself laying in bed and crying wrapping myself in the duvet still in shock of what had just happened. I can hear the three boys talking in the other room but I wasn't listening I was sobbing silently until I fell asleep.

I wake up the next morning and put on a new pair of jeans and a new shirt fitting it over my small bump. I look at myself in the mirror by hair wet and tangled from the night before and my eyes droopy and tired looking, a new light bruise forming on my cheek that were both red and puffy. I pull at my hair with hair brush until all of the tangles were gone and splash water on my face to wake me up.
I go to open the bedroom door when I hear Darry talking on phone.
"I don't know what happened Dallas, she just came in crying according to Soda, was very touchy when Soda touched her then got up and went to bed, we could hear her crying all last night." Darry explains. After a few moments of muffled talking through the phone I stepped out of my room and went to the kitchen where I grabbed a glass of water instead of coffee.
"Yeah she's right here." Darry stands handing me the phone studying my face. I put the reciever up to me ear.
"Hello?" I ask even though I knew who it was.
"Babe, are you alright?" Dallas asks getting right to the point.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I reply nodding even though he couldn't see it.
"No, you're not, what happened last night? You can't lie to me." Dallas warns me, I hold back my tears though knowing we didn't need anymore trouble.
"Nothing, I gotta go, I'll talk to you later, love you." I add before handing the phone back to Darry before he can even say anything back.
I grab my purse from the couch from last night and open the front door coming face to face with Johnny.
"Hey, I thought you worked today," He says a confused look on his face.
"No, I don't." I reply brushing past him but he grabbed my arm and shut the door behind me.
"You alright?" He asks.
"No." I admit letting him take me in his arms.
"Come on let's go talk." Johnny offers as I walked beside him on our way to the lot.