Criminals-An H20Ladd Fanfic

Chapter 17-Too Far

Jon P.O.V

I yawn as I sit up, and look down at Craig, snuggled up with his pillow. I cant help but have last night on my mind. That was the most amazing sex of my entire life. I rub Craig's head with my hand, running my fingers through his pink hair. He mumbles a little, then slowly opens his eyes. I smile at him, and kiss him. "Morning, love." I say, and he grins. "Mornin'." He says groggily. "Hey, Craig, Im gonna go take a quick shower. I'll be back in no time, okay?" He nods, and I hop out of bed, grabbing my towel, and a pair of clean boxers. I walk down the corridor. It's still pretty early; almost noone is up yet. But as I pass Brian's cell, I look in and see him and Moo making out. I stop and smile, then I whistle loudly. They both jump, and I laugh. Moo snickers, and Brian gives me a look. "That was not funny, Jon." He says, and Moo shakes his head. "Yeah, it was. You jumped, like, a foot in the air." Brian looks over to Moo. "Brock......." He says, and I wave and let them continue their kiss. I head into the locker room at the end of the corridor, and open the metal wire door. It squeaks on its hinges, and I close it behind me. Tossing my stuff on the bench next to the showers, I strip down. Then I walk over to the long row of shower heads, and I turn the water on in the farthest one. The steam rises to the ceiling. Stepping under the nice hot shower, I sigh. I grab the soap and start to wash myself down, letting the hot water pour over me. I cant get last night out of my head. I smile, and as I think about it again, my dick gets hard. Then I hear the door creak open, and slam shut. I stop. "Craig? Is that you?" I call out, but no reply. I shrug, and turn the shower head off. I take my towel and wrap it around my waist, but just as I'm about to walk out of the showers, Evan comes out of nowhere. He tackles me to the ground, and I kick and hit him, but he pins down my arms and legs. "Evan! Vanoss! GET OFF!" I yell, and Evan smiles at me. That weird smile he always has when he looks at me, as if he were undressing me with his eyes. He sighs. "Jon, Jon, Jon. Dont you see that we were meant for each other? You were never supposed to hook up with Mini. It should have been me this whole time." I frown, and shake my head. "Evan, you still dont fucking get it, do you? I AM NOT INTO YOU. AT ALL.  So just LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE." Evan frowns, and looks deeply at me with his his dark brown eyes. "Jon, please. I just want you to understand. Why cant you see it?" He pleads, and I try to push him off of me. "Why cant you? I dont like you, Evan. I love Craig. Mini Ladd. And you cant change that. So get off of me, now!" I yell, and Evan smiles at me. "But Jon, we're just starting to have fun." He says, in a really sinister voice I do not like. Evan pins me down completely, and I try to squirm out, but he weighs more than I do, and I cant move. Then he slides his hand under the towl wrapped around my waist, and I tense up. "Evan! No! Stop it!" I yell as he wraps his fingers around my cock. I gasp, and he smiles. "Come on, Jon. You cant tell me that doesnt feel good." He says, and I try to resist him. He slowly and gently jerks me off, which I wouldnt mind, if he wasnt trying to get me to be his bitch and if he was Craig. "Evan! PLEASE! STOP!" I scream, and Evan giggles. "No, Jon. Im not going to stop. You love this." He flips me over, and then lifts the towel up. I hear his zipper unzip, and my eyes widen. "Evan...." I say, and then I feel him thrust his dick into me. I scream, and he laughs. He still jerks me off, but now harder, in rhythm to his thrusts. I cry as he rapes me, and I try to get my hands free, but Evan holds them down. He sighs as his dick moves farther into me, and I hold back a scream. I dont want him to think this feels good. Because it does. But I dont want it to. I sigh, and Evan grins. "It does feel good, doesnt it, Jon. See?! We would make one hell of a couple. I can fuck you to your heart's content." He says, and I shake my head. "NO! NO, EVAN, NO!" I scream, and Evan smacks me. "Jon, just let me fuck you. You know you like it. I know you like it." He says softly. I whimper as he pushes harder, and then he smiles as he cums into me. I flinch at the warmth of it, then he pulls out. I sigh in relief. Evan flips me back over onto my back, and he leands down. "Jon, you know you loved that. I can be more to you, Jon. Please." He whispers, and he plants his lips on mine. As he kisses me, he snakes his hand under my towel again, and gently strokes my cock. I try to wiggle free, but he presses his lips harder. I frown, and then I lean my head back and bring it up to hit him. "Get off!" I say, and Evan frowns. He looks hurt. "Jon. I thought we were getting somewhere." He says softly, and I roll my eyes. "NO! Not even close! Im not ever getting somewhere with you!" I manage to get one of my hands free, and I punch Evan across the face. Blood drips from his nose, and Evan's sadness turns to anger. "Jon.....I wouldnt if I were you." He threatens, and I snicker. "Why? What the fuck are you gonna do?" He glares at me, and removes his hand from my dick. I sigh. Thank god. But then he grips my hair, and slams my head down on the floor. I see stars, and he frowns at me. He slams my head down again, and a headache follows suit. "Evan.....Owwwwww...Stop.." I manage to say before he slams my head into the floor again. I see a stream of blood running down the shower floor, tainting the tiles, then circling the drain. My head is pounding. Evan grabs me, and flips me over onto my stomach. He holds my head back by my hair, gripping it harshly. My eyes widen as I look at the floor, and see the multiple blood stains from my head. "Evan...please, dont.......Evan...." I plead, and he smirks. "This is what happens if you turn me down, Jon." And he slams my forehead into the linoleum floor, and I black out.