Between the Raindrops | ✓

Ch.11 | You're Mine

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"Please, no..." I mumble, trying my best to get away from the stranger leaning against me. He has his hands on my thighs, rubbing slowly. I feel as if my skin is crawling. I feel so disgusting.

"I told you to relax, Princess. Do as you're told and there won't be an issue." His husky, yet daring voice causes me to start crying even more.

"After all, I'm the reason you're even here." He says with not a care in the world. He bends down and begins kissing me against my cheek and neck. I try to move, but his other hand comes up and holds my head up in place, almost choking me as his fingers tighten around my throat.

"W-What do you mean?" I manage to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Shane is a good buddy of mine, I told him to invite whoever he wanted. I suppose he wanted you... well, not anymore at least."

That's when it hit me.

Jared Winston.

"Jared, please stop. This isn't funny anymore." I try pushing him away again with my body, but I get nowhere.

"You're my guest Addilyn, I'm supposed to give you what you want." He whispers against my ear. All I can smell is booze and cigarettes coming from his warm breath.

"This isn't what I want." I manage to say, my voice becoming louder as his hand loosens against my throat.

"That's not what it looked like earlier with your big ass grinding all up against me." I can practically feel him smirking, and then before I can even think, I'm pushed down onto the bed as Jared slides on top of me.

I try to wiggle from underneath him, but he puts his body weight against me and pins me down by my arms, holding them above my head.

"You're not going anywhere." He demands, his voice dark and alarming.

"Addilyn!" I hear a muffled voice through the bedroom door. Instantly I know that it's Shane.

"Sha-", Immediately Jared clasps his hand down over my face to keep me from being able to scream.

"Shut the fuck up, or this gets worse for you!" He dares me to scream again, tightening his hand around my face, hurting me. I know it's going to leave a bruise.

Jared and I hear the doorknob to the bedroom jiggle, but then the footsteps walk away. I feel so helpless and weak, and I want to cry knowing that Shane was right there, but he couldn't get to me.

This isn't happening Addilyn. You are not going to be raped tonight. You are not going to get hurt. You will not be a statistic. You can get out of this.

Feeling a sudden rage, I lift one of my legs upward, right in between Jared's. I knee him directly in his man parts. I do it with so much force, that he yelps out in pain and falls over on the side of the bed. He brings his hands down to hold the spot where I kneed him, and I'm able to jump over top of him and get up from the bed.

Right as I make it to the bedroom door, Jared grabs me from behind and aggressively throws me against the wall, hard. The air is immediately withdrawn from my lungs and I start coughing uncontrollably.

Still wanting to put up a fight, I use all of my strength to push Jared, making him fall up against the small dresser that sits on the other side of the room.