one night // colby brock

fifty | in a heartbeat

[WARNING: THE NATURE OF THIS CHAPTER IS MATURE AND FOCUSES ON SERIOUS ISSUES]

Ronnie's POV

The car stopped and so did my heart.

I couldn't move because I was simply too terrifed to even dare.

I just stayed curled up in the back seat.

The man in the drivers seat pulled out the key and tossed it onto the passengers seat.

He took a deep breath and so did I.

He opened his door and stepped out.

Slamming it shut.

Suddenly the door in front of me flung open and my heart really did almost stop.

Lucas.

We were at the school.

In the parking lot.

where it all began.

His smirk looked evil.

He seemed revenge.

Colby never did tell me what happened at the bowling alley that night but it must have been bad.

He sat down beside me and closed the door.

I started to shake with a fear.

Is he going to finish what he started?

where it all began.

I could feel my heart battering against my ribs.

It was deafening,

"Miss me?" He whispered into my ear as his hand was placed on my thigh.

I really wished that I wore some less revealing pyjamas.

Because it wasn't putting me at ease right now,

"Please. I'm sorry for what I did just please don't do this" I say with confidence but my words still laced with fear,

"Well you haven't left me with much choice, did you?" He said sending shivers all over my body.

His hand dragged along my leg and up my torso.

Up my breast and to the base of my neck,

"Don't. Make. A. Sound" he said inbetween pauses.

This is it.

There was nothing I could do this time.

I was vulnerable.

Weak.

His hand slammed into my throat and tightened.

I gasped for air.

His nails were digging into my skin and his lips were piercing my chest.

And shoulder.

And breasts.

And abdomen.

I felt disgusting.

Disturbed.

The familiar feeling of his fingertips burning had returned.

With a quick motion he had wrapped his fingers around the waistband of my shorts.

I started to cry.

Nothing mattered anymore.

No one else was supposed to touch me like this.

I was Colby's.

He respected my body and never made me feel pressured.

Well hell,

He hasn't ever tried to rape me.

I felt his fist collide with my jaw as I heard a pop,

"I said not to make a fucking sound!" He roared as his grip tightened.

All I wanted to do was scream but I feared for my life.

I just wish Colby was here.