The Bucket List

don't get hurt

"Are you serious?" I nearly yell, as he takes a step towards me. I push him back but he doesn't move.

"I'll be right back." Natasha says, rushing off, hopefully going to find Kevin or Julian. I don't think she should have left me though. That could lead to so many terrifying moments. He places both hands on my waist again, then slowly lowers them to my ass, I try to squirm away but he knows what he wants, and he won't stop until he gets it.

"Serious about what? I just wanted to spend some time with you, you're so hot. I nearly vomit all over him when he says that.

I don't know if I can handle this. Shit, I need a rape whistle.

Everything is going to be fine. I tell myself in hopes that I'll believe it.

He snakes a hand up my shirt and grabs one of my breasts, making me jolt back, but it's no use, I'm already pinned up against the table.

I grab his wrist and pull his hand down, but he gets the wrong idea or at least chooses to, and tries to slide his hand down the front of my pants.

"Stop." I tell him sternly. He grabs my neck, forcing me to look at him.

"What makes you think I'll just listen to you? You little bitch." He says, and smacks me across the face, I gasp in both pain and shock, and then out of pure adrenaline, I bring my knee up to hit him in the crotch. He winces in pain, but doesn't give up. He comes back to reach for me but I punch him in the face, setting him off guard. He grabs my neck again with one hand and starts to choke me. My mouth falls open slightly as I gasp for air. He uses this opportunity to let go and kiss me.

His mouth is on me. I repeat, his mouth is on me.

He instantly slides his tongue so far into my mouth that I nearly gag. I pull away but he takes hold of my neck again, forcing me to stay in contact with his alcohol flavoured mouth. I use this opportunity to bite his tongue, as gross as it may seem. He pulls back, as he winces in pain.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He asks.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I hear someone repeat, and I forcibly turn my head to see that it's Kevin, Julian and Jack, all standing together. Julian's fists are clenched, like he's ready for a fight. Jack stands there with his arms at his side's. He's the kind of person who would never hurt a soul. Or so I thought. It seems almost like he's ready to fight this guy, which would just be awful.

Ryan instantly lets go of me at the sight of them. A couple of other guys approach, and I take a step towards Kevin.

"Please don't fight, Kevin." I whisper to him.

"Listen, everything's going to be fine.'

"But what if it's not?"

"It will. Don't worry about us. Go find Natasha or something. Whatever you do, don't get h-" He gets cut off by a hard punch across the face by a triumphant looking Ryan.

"Are you okay?" I ask, worried.

"I'm fine." He says, "Go, Morgan. Don't get hurt." Somehow though, I can't move. I find myself stuck where I'm standing.

"You think you're so great." Julian says, taking a step towards him.

"I don't think I'm great. I'm just better than you."

"That doesn't take much." Jack says, and Julian just stops, and looks over at him. "Sorry." He says, "my point is, you're not as great as you think you are."

"You wanna bet?" Another guy behind Ryan jumps in. More people start crowding in now, and people start joining either side of the fight. Before I can process what's going on, someone jumps on someone else, and everyone starts fighting. I try to get away, but for some reason my legs are glued to the floor and my brain shuts down.