Stop Him (+18)

Anxious

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Pristine screamed as she burst open the door.

I gasped in shock as Ryder and I sat up abruptly. My heart pounded anxiously anticipating her next move. "Pristine-" Ryder said in a warning tone as Pristine yelled once again as she lunged right at me. I screamed in fear trying to get off the bed as quickly as possible when she grabbed me by the hair pulling me back towards her yanking me off the bed. Her grip on my hair was so strong that it felt as if my scalp was lifting up. The pain only amplified as soon as my back hit the ground. I felt a sharp pain jolt right on the back of my neck bone. "PRISTINE!" Ryder shouts at her as he quickly gets off the bed but she was too fast and too accurate with her hits.

On the ground she immediately gets on top of me scratching, and hitting me. Her nails felt like mini blades all over my face and skin, accompanied with her blunt blows that also packed a punch. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER!" Ryder yelled as he tried lifting her off of me. All I could do was cover my face to shield myself from some other blows.

"YOU LIKE FUCKING MY BOYFRIED? HUH? YOU WHORE! ILL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Pristine threatens me as he lifts her off of me but a good chunk of my hair was still in her clutch as he pulled her off. I screamed in pain because she wouldn't let go. "BITCH!" She kicks me in the head. The impact sent a jolt of pain through my body. "OW!" I yelped in agony as Ryder finally got her to let go of me, taking her to the other corner of the room. That didn't stop her from throwing things like her shoe and bag at me. "Hey! HEY!" Ryder commands authoritatively as he swiftly pins Pristine against the wall to stop her from attacking me as she yell's frantically for him to let her go.

"Listen!" Ryder seethes. "If you lay one more finger on Kimberly I swear on everything! I will make you regret ever stepping foot in this room." He threatens her. I sat there in shock, was Ryder threatening one of the richest and most famous girls in Malibu for me. Though I was too discombobulated and hurt to think to hard about it, it touched my heart in a way. Maybe he did mean what he said about me.

"Really Ryder, you'd threaten me?! Your girlfriend?! For that!" She shouts. "SHES NOT THAT PRISTINE! And you're not my girlfriend!" He yells back at her letting her arms go. I see her whole demeanor transformer after he says that, even her posture shrunk. "What?" She says taken back. "I AM your girlfriend!" She says emphasizing the word am. "NO YOU'RE NOT! Not anymore, no girlfriend of mine would be so barbaric to attack another person like that, especially not someone I like."

Pristines fists ball up as her knuckles turn white from how hard she was squeezing them. "No, don't do this to me Ryder, not right now. Not for her!" Her voice cracks as she grabs him by the undershirt pleading. "Don't humiliate me like this, not after everything we've been through together."

He grabs her hands and tries to remove them from his undershirt but struggles from how tight she held on. "I'm sorry Pristine but, I want to create memories with a new person now..." he forcefully removes her hands from him as you see her knees buckle and she drops to her knees in agony. Ryder walks to me. "And that person is Kimberly, cmon Kimberly. Let's go." He tells me. I hesitate for a second scared she'll come at me again if I stand up but I see Ryder position himself in front of me in case she does. He extends his hand out to help me up and I accept. My body aches as I stand up.

"No." Pristines voice cracks again as she begins to weep. "RYDER HOWLIN, I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU LEAVE THIS ROOM I'LL MAKE YOU BOTH REGRET IT!"

Ryder walks out as if he doesn't even hear her and we continue to walk out.

We walk in silence out of the house as some of the guest take notice of how we look, that's when I realize I had no shoes on and that my dress was slightly ripped at the top thanks to Pristine.

Ryder sustained some damages too, his hair was messed up partly thanks to me too and his undershirt was ripped.

"RYDER!" Pristine stands at the top of the grand staircase infuriated with her hair messy and no heels on. "Do not leave this house, the paparazzi is outside!"

The few guests that were in the house looked over at us and Pristine curious of what was going on. "I don't care anymore Pristine, it's over." Ryder informs her without even turning around.

"Ryder! RYDER HOWLIN!" She begins to yell but he already opened the door for us to get outside.

Thankfully the crowd and line had dispersed and it was just a few people. I looked up at Ryder and his expression was one of irritation, but he looked so handsome when his jaw clenched like that.

I notice the crowd outside stare at us and began to whisper.

"Who even is that?" I hear the whispers.

"She looks cheap."

"If she has a chance then anybody does."

My posture shrunk from hearing all the hurtful whispers from people who didn't even know me. My grip on Ryder's hand loosens at the thought of this. Suddenly I feel Ryder's firm hands began to tighten around mine as he gives me a light squeeze. I look up at him and see him smile weakly down at me. This gave me a bit of courage to make it to the car.

He opened up his car door for me, I got in and he closed it. While walking around and getting in.

"Did you want to go grab a bite?" Ryder asks me. "That sounds nice but um, I have to go home and get my little brother."

"Can't you get him after?" He insists. "I can but..." my voice starts to crack as I feel my eyes start to sting with tears. "I just want to go home." I tell him as I start to cry.

"Kimberly," Ryder says as his whole expression softens. He pulls me into his warm embrace. "I'm really sorry about everything that happened, Pristines not the easiest to intimidate so I don't understand how she could just full on attack you like that." He assures me while still holding me. After a moment we separate and he begins to drive.

During our silent drive I began to think back to what he said earlier about wanting to create new memories with me. Was he just infatuated with my allure or did he actually want something more with me? Ugh stop it Kimberly literally the first moment he got alone with you he tried to eat you out, he was obviously just saying that. But what if-

"Um Kimberly?" Ryder asks. "Oh uh yeah?" I ask him snapping out of my thoughts. "I said we probably shouldn't go back to your house right now." He informs me again as he keeps looking into his rearview mirror furring his brown eyebrows. 

"What do you mean? Why not?" I asked him confused also looking into his rearview to see a red car behind us. "Because these 3 cars have been following me ever since I left Pristine's house." He tells me.

My heart immediately sinks, was it Pristine trying to attack me again? "Who's following us?" I ask  him afraid glancing over to my door to make sure it's locked.

"My guess is probably the paparazzi or a couple of my fans or Pristine's, either way we shouldn't lead them to your house." He tells me as I think well obviously in my head. "So then where should we go? How do we lose them?" 

"Lets go to my house. I live in a gated community so they won't be allowed in, and then later when things cool down I can drop you home in one of my other cars." He tells me.

I wondered how many cars he owned, the way he said it so nonchalantly. 

"Okay..." I agree a little nervous to go to his house. What if I saw his parents, what if they could tell I wasn't wealthy just like the people at the party.

"Don't worry, it's my house I go to when I want to be alone or throw a party so my parents and the housekeepers won't be there, it'll be just us." 

I nod my head still anxious as to what the rest of the night had in store for me. But also the slightest bit excited that it'd be just him and I.