All of my clothes we ripped off of me and thrown on the floor. So were his. His limb was shoved inside of me. Rapidly pushing in and out, ripping everything inside of me and dripping blood.
I'm screaming. Crying. Panting. My heart is pounding. I'm trying to break free, but he's much stronger than I am.
I could tell he's getting sick of my screaming by the way he slaps his hand across my mouth.
"If you would have just had sex with me, this wouldn't have happened." He said.
I looked down on the floor board and saw an extra pair of keys. I swiped them and pressed the unlock button. It took all of my power to pull myself out of the car, but I managed to.
I started sprinting to the main road, but I knew I'd never get there as a bare skinned body tackled me from behind.
He stuck his limb into my back side and started moving roughly inside me. I was so week. So helpless. I hurt so much. I screamed bloody murder, but he slapped his hand over my mouth again. I couldn't go on, if he didn't kill me, I know I'd just die out of so much pain and blood. I gave up.
He jerked off of me and landed five feet away from me with a thud. Another person was on top of him.
Nathan.
He was wailing on him. He punched and punched and punched him. Nathan knocked him out with his first punch, but kept going. When he walked away from him, Brandon's face was so beaten up, you could barely tell who he was.
I lay helpless and ashamed on the cold rocky ground. Pain shooting through my body. Blooding flowing away from me.
Nathan came and scooped me up. He cradled me and I just laid limp in his arms. He grabbed my clothes from Brandon's back seat and took me to his car and sat me down carefully in his passenger seat.
He called the police and they told him they'd be here shortly.
He sat next to me silently for a second.
"I didn't cheat on you." he finally said.
"Bull shit." I said.
"I heard you say my name when I was in the coaches office icing my knee. My back was to the door. And all of a sudden the lights went out and the door shut. I thought it was you. I really did. But when you walked in and turned on the lights, I realized it was that bitch." He said with tears running down his cheeks. "Why do you think I tried contacting you. I love you, Roxanne. No one else. If I didn't love and care for you so much, then I wouldn't have followed you here and got him away from you."
I sat in silence, trying to soak everything in.
"That's why I couldn't let go." I said in a whisper.
He grabbed my hand and I looked up into his caring eyes.
I reached up and kissed him. The same feeling shot through me. Tingles and fireworks. I missed his kiss. I missed his touch, his scent, his warmth.
I missed him.
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The Twist Of Fate
Novela JuvenilFourteen year old Roxanne Hart realizes who she really loves when she takes a "joy ride" with Brandon Willis. But what she doesn't know is that the joy ride will end badly. But also this joy ride will end up with her safely where she really belongs...