My Savior (Pt. 2)

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Hannah's POV
After school, I walk home and listen to music.
Bad idea.
Oh, it was also turned up to a really loud volume.
Another Bad Idea.
I walk up to my door, and am getting ready to unlock it when someone shoved me against the door.
Before I know it, there's a blindfold over my eyes, and I hear voices.
"Come on man I got her!" Crap. It's Dylan.
"Alright man, alright, I'm coming." No. Way. Caleb's voice rang through my head.
I'm shoved into my house and into my room.
My back hits wall, and I get ready for them to break me.
—-><—-
Caleb's POV
Dylan holds Hannah close and shoves his waist against hers.
She whimpers and I hear Dylan whispering to her. "Shh, I'm not gonna hurt you. Caleb and I just want one thing. It's easy. All you gotta do is relax."
She flinches away from him and turns her head in my direction.
I can feel her eyes bore into mine, even through the blindfold.
Dylan pushes Hannah on the bed and starts kissing her. Hard.
She doesn't kiss him back.
Hannah tries to move her hands, but Dylan catches them and puts them above her head, leaving her helpless.
Dylan smiles up at me. "Come join." He invites and I swallow and do as he says.
I start kissing Hannah gently, trying to show her that I cared, but she didn't kiss me back.
"Go on man take off her shirt, it'll be a good tie. I'm tired of holding her hands." Dylan says as he kisses her neck.
I slowly reach down and grab her black t-shirt, and pretend to kiss her neck too. I lean forwards into her ear and say. "I'm sorry."
She recoils at this and swallows.
I slide her shirt up her arms and guiltily tie her hands to the headboard.
I gasp slightly.
She was so fucking skinny.
I mean every bone in her body was visible.
She was too skinny.
Her chest rises and falls at a fast pace, and I hate to have to do this to her.
—-><—-
Hannah's POV
As Caleb ties my hands to the headboard of my bed, all hope I had for him, came crashing down.
Dylan is trying to get his tongue in my mouth, but I keep refusing.
He sighs, finally, and says. "I didn't want to have to do it like this, but it seems I have to."
He suddenly grabs my breast, squeezing hard, causing me to gasp, giving him the perfect chance to get his tongue in my mouth.
The whole time, my head is screaming.
Wrong
Wrong
Wrong
My tears are soaking into the blindfold and I can't fight back.
So I don't.
I go completely limp and let them do whatever.
Fuck me. I wouldn't be able to stop you.
—-><—-
Caleb's POV
This is wrong. All of this is wrong.
I can't get that out of my head
Finally, Dylan gets tired of making out with her and wants to fuck her.
I can't let him do that.
As his hands get nearer to her waist, I wanted to stop.
"Dude I think we've done enough."
He laughs. "Come on man, the fun has just started."
"No dude, this is fucked up." I insist.
"You can't be serious." He says.
"Yes I am."
"I'm not leaving here without a fuck." He growls.
I take a deep breath. "Yes you are." I say and punch him in the eye.
I've never seen anyone run faster.
I turn around and Hannah's still lying there.
—-><—-
Hannah's POV
Dylan. He's gone.
The blindfold is still on and my hands are still tied.
I feel someone sit next to me, and tense up.
"I'm sorry," Caleb says quietly.
I find my voice. "For what? Almost raping me? Gee thanks."
My confidence shatters as he runs a hand over my ribs and stomach.
"You need to eat more."
I laugh without humor. "Sure, and pigs can fly."
He suddenly unties my hands and picks me up and carries me to the bathroom. He stands me up and rips my blindfold off.
I flinch at what I see.
Her brown hair is a mess, she doesn't have a top on, and I can count her ribs.
She's skinny.
She's beautiful.
I look at Caleb. "Who's that?" I whisper.
He looks at me with such gentleness. "That's you, Hannah."
It can't be.
I'm way too fat.
I'm whirled around and my back is against the wall again, and Caleb kisses me again, and I try to fight but I can't.
He runs his hands down my ribs, showing me I really am that skinny, but I refuse to believe it.
I can't believe it.

A/N
Okay. That one takes the prize of grossest scene I have written. Enjoy!

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