Wait...... What?!

Chapter 11

"Violet?" I heard Jimmy call from behind me.

"Over here," I mumbled, taking a hit from the bong that was handed to me.

"The party has died down, which means it's time to break out the good stuff. You still in?" Suddenly he was next to me.

"Yeah sure," I whispered, handing away the bong and standing up, pulling my overly long socks up.

I followed him back to the bar we were in earlier, which was now occupied by the group of boys that were with Jimmy at the diner and a bunch of drunk girls.  The DJ in the other room had been replaced with the juke box in this room.

I yawned, following him once again to the bar, watching as he set every bottle of alcohol here on the counter. 

"Drinks out," He yelled, causing everyone else to cheer and laugh, making their way over finally get something stronger than beer. Ignoring the drink call, I sat sluggishly on one of the many couches, kind of waiting for the chance to be able to leave.  

"What's wrong Violet, too drunk to party more?" Jimmy yelled, bringing me back to life.

"Hell no," I answered, attempting to push myself out of the chair to get a drink.

"Sit down girl, I'm bringing the bar to you," He laughed as he sat next to me, arms full of bottles.

I laughed back, rubbing my eyes.  I watched as he poured multiple liquids into a large glass. I was almost falling asleep by the time he handed me the glass. Shaking my head, I took a sip of the concoction. 

"Oh my god," I said, waking up fully to take a gulp of the beverage, "This is amazing. What's in this?"

"Just what I've brought over here," Jimmy admitted, motioning to the bottles on the table in front of us. I looked at the labels, trying to remember as much as I could. I chugged the rest of the drink, licking my lips after I finished the last sip.

"You should be a bartender," I laughed, placing the glass down on the table.

"Want another?" He asked. I shook my head.

"No thank you. Once that hits me, I'm sure it'll be a hassle just to walk out to my truck. Thank god Xander said he was going to wait to drive me home," I rambled, remembering Xander.

"Shit," I groaned.

"What?" Jimmy asked, looking worried.

"Xander has been waiting out there for so long, I probably should go. I'd hate to leave him out there all night," I said, forcing myself up from the chair and rushing towards the door.

"I don't think so," Jimmy said, already behind me. Before I could turn to ask what he meant, his hand was over my mouth and he was carrying me out of the bar and up a flight of stairs.

I squirmed in his arms, trying my best to get free, but he was obviously a lot stronger, and a lot more sober than I was.

"Now, like I said, I have a surprise for you. Me and my boys prepared this for you, it's a tradition for city girls that move here, just to show you how us country boys roll," Jimmy whispered into my ear as he pulled me into a room.

Inside was the group of boys from the diner, minus a couple of the boys. As for furniture in the room, there was only a single table, with a pile of rope and duck tape.

"You can't do this," I said the second the hand was removed from my mouth.

"Yes, actually, we can," one of the boys said, helping Jimmy bend me over the table. Multiple guys surrounded me, tieing me to the table. There was only one thought I had as one of them started to approach me with a strip of tape.

"XANDER," I screamed as loud as I could, "HELP!" That was all I managed to get out before I was grabbed by the throat.

"Now, don't ruin the fun," The boy said, taping my mouth, "besides, no one can hear you from here."

I continued to squirm, making it as hard as possible for them to tie my wrists together under the table. But my fit wasn't enough. Soon, my limbs were bounded and the boys stood around me, staring me up like I was food.

"Check this out boys," I heard Jimmy say before he ripped my shorts.

"Damn, were you planning on getting laid tonight?" One of them laughed, "Cause these lace panties are a total turn on. You should wear them more often."

I screamed through the duck tape as the started to get closer to me. Closing my eyes I prayed for something to get me out of this. I waited for what was coming, preparing myself the best I could.

But what was expected never came. What did come was a loud growl, before the door to the room burst open. Then came yells, and the sound of fists being thrown.

When I finally grew the courage to open my eyes, Xander had Jimmy pinned to the wall by his neck, while all the other boys laid around the room unconscious. His body shook as he threw Jimmy across the room into the parallel wall.

I looked to his eyes, which through all his obvious anger were not fully black. Instead, there was something about them that reminded me of a wolf. They looked almost as if he had the eyes of the wolf he could turn into.

I squirmed more, trying to get loose, but no matter what I did, the ropes would not loosen in any way. And of course, instead of helping me, Xander was locked in fight mode as he beat the life out of Jimmy, who had somehow remained conscious.

I groaned through the tape as loud as I could, trying to catch Xander's attention. Though, it wasn't enough. I had to catch his attention some how otherwise he was probably going to kill Jimmy, which even though I thought he deserved, it wasn't right. 

That's when the idea came to me. Through the short time I knew Xander, even now, he was always there to either protect me, or comfort me. Which was all I needed him to do now. And though there was a chance it wouldn't work, it was still worth the shot.

I closed my eyes, imagining the saddest things I could and when I opened them, tears were filling my eyes. I allowed them to fall, working the few tear drops into a stream of tears.

I started sobbing, catching Xander's attention. The anger in his face diminished into a pang of guilt, and then worry, before he dropped Jimmy and walked over to me. The ropes ripped easily under his strength.

Helping me stand up, Xander slowly removed the duck tape from my mouth before embracing me in a hug. I hugged him back, before realizing that I was in nothing but my underwear.

"Um," I interrupted, attempting to pull my shirt down. 

"Oh," Xander said, completely ignoring my lower half before removing his shirt, "Put this on."

I did as he said, sliding the shirt over my own. Luckily, it was large enough to reach my knees, so I had no worries of anyone seeing something that they aren't supposed to.

"Thanks," I mumbled, looking down, slightly ashamed.

"Wanna get out of here?" He asked. 

"Yeah, let's go," I said, following him out of the room.