Just Hold Me (Sidney Crosby) EDITING THEN CONTINUING

Chapter 12 - Brooks Laich

I open my door with a key under my welcome mat that surprisingly has not been stolen yet.

I walk in and close the door behind me, biting my lip. I peek out the peephole at Sidney, who is still standing there with a huge toothy grin on his flawless face. He fists pumps the air like he had just shot a goal. I laugh as he turns to walk away.

"MARY! I'M HOME!"

I walk through the apartment looking for my best friend.

I walk into our bedroom and see Marilynn sitting on the edge of the bed, her mascara running wild.

"MARY? WHAT'S WRONG?"

She sobbed, her forehead in her hands.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Brooks..B-B-Brooks.." She starts breathing loud breaths and sobbing uncontrollably.

"Him? What did he do?" I ask, angry.

"He was just a total jerk off. I went to the date and he was an hour late and-and he brought friends, and they-they."

I am going to beat him like a bitch.

"Where is he at?"

"NO. DON'T GO AFTER HIM HANNAH."

Is this even the Marilynn I know? The one who speaks her mind, always up for a fight, never shy about doing something dangerous?

"WELL. I AM. WHERE IS HE? I WILL BE FINE."

"He's at the park.."

"Okay." I say angrily.

I change into a black a hoodie and a black cap and then storm out the door and to my truck. I hopped up inside and let it run to get a little heat started. I think over what I am about to.

I back out of the parking lot and onto the road. The time is 11:57 pm.

Great. Who else wants to place their life in danger at midnight and in the middle of Pittsburgh?!

*raises hand frantically*

I pull into the park and that's when I start getting butterflies.

I breathe deeply before stepping out onto the pavement.

I spot Brooks leaned up against a tree, smoking a cigarette.

My expression turns to a scowl as I approach him.

As he sees me approach him, a smirk displays on his disgusting lips.

His two fingers clutching his cigarette fall to his side. He pushes himself up off the tree.

I stand there, my hands on my hips.

"And what can I do for you?"

"Listen--"

"Oh, honey. You are fine. How you like the opportunity to come back to my place tonight?"

"Listen honey, the only thing you can do for me is to stay away from Marilynn. This is not going unpunished. I will ruin your precious hockey career if you come within 100 miles of her you piece of fucking shit."

"Oooh. Sparks with this one."

"Damn right bitch. And if you get too close, you get burned."

His face seemed to have gone blank.

"I don't know who this Marilynn girl even is."

"Bullshit."

He comes forward at me his pace quickening as I back up.

He scowls, his jaw clenching and unclenching as his bulging muscles come towards me.

Me being very uncoordinated, let him easily catch up with me.

His fingers roughly wrap around my arms, pushing me backwards. Then he grabs my wrist pulling me.

I am not strong enough to show any kind of resistance.

We come to a clearing a little ways into the trees. He throws me to the ground and then lunges at me. He pins down my wrists, straddling me. I wiggle and wiggle and squirm beneath him, but he settles his weight onto me. I try to thrash my arms but they are held back with ease by my attacker. I start to scream.

"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP MERGH--"

His hand clamps down on my mouth, muffling my cry for help. I try to use my free hand to pry his hand off my mouth. I claw and claw but nothing is working.

"Listen bitch. If you say one word about this to anyone I will kill you." He threatens.

I freeze, frightened.

I move my head, escaping his hand that had engulfed my mouth and jawline.

"You bastard! Get off of me!"

I squirm under his toned body as he only laughs at my fragile attempts to escape him.

"I remember who you are! You were at the game today with that little bitch I met today. She was hot too. You were the one speaking Russian and flirting with Sidney. Was that you or is it just me imagining things?"

"Eh. Mmuh. Emh." Small sounds escape my lips as I try to escape him once more. I start getting tired of fighting back.

He chuckles at me.

"You aren't able to get out darling. Maybe I could use you as my own little distraction for The Golden Boy."

I start to thrash.

"No, no, no. Don't make this hard on yourself because trust me, when you're with me, it will be worth your time."

He kisses my lips with one simple peck and biting my lip, pulling it out. I turned out of his kiss. My head turns toward the trees surrounding us on all sides.

I feel his lips graze my neck. His starts to kiss my neck.

I hold back sounds of pleasure as he caresses my body, not leaving a single inch untouched.

I don't want this.

"No. Stop." I said weakly and quietly. I push on his chest in attempt to get him off me.

He continues kissing down the side of my neck.

"Uhh." A moan soft moan escapes my lips.

"Yeah your friend liked this part too."

I start to sob, knowing I was giving into him.

He laughs against my skin as his hand travels further down my body.

"Get your hands off me." I say, struggling to look at his hands. I push them, but the further he goes down, the harder it is for me to reach.

FUCKING T-REX ARMS

"You know you like it."

When his hand got to the crotch of my light blue skinny jeans, that's when I really started to move.

I need to stop him.

But it seemed I couldn't fight him off.