A Captain and Her Ship

Chapter 24: To Drive a Car

Chapter 24: To Drive a Car

“What size are you?” Ash asked, sitting on my right. He was twirling my dirty brown hair around his finger.

“Size?” I eyed him from the corner of my eye. 

“Of your breasts, duh.” He pointed out, loudly causing Olivier to cough into his sleeves.

“Why do you asking?” 

“Because you look like a C but maybe a B?” He hiccupped, gulping down his last wine bottle. Tossing it over me to Olivier and he dropped it on the floor. 

“You’re really perverted?” I cocked an eyebrow at him, and he chuckled wrapping his arm around my shoulder. 

Pulling me closer to him, and I placed my hand on his warm cheeks push him away. Only his head tilted away, but came back with a huge creepy grin. I gagged, turning my face away from him. I wish I was next to the window, instead of being in the middle of Ash and Olivier.

“Whoa, what’s that!?” Ash announced loudly, poking my lower collarbone with his cold hands. I shivered, and placed my hand over my lower collarbone.

“A hickey?!”

“Yeah.” 

Olivier coughed again, covering his face as he turned to look out the window. 

“It still hasn’t gone away?” 

“Of course not, you have no idea what happened. My body was covered in them.” I jeered, angrily as I turned to glare at him.

“I’m really sorry Prue. Is there anyway I could help you.” He pouted, softening his drunken emerald green eyes. That gazed deeply into my hazels ones, I scoffed. 

“Nothing!” I folding my arms. 

There was no response, only silent as the car’s engine pumped gas into the air. Ashley made a turn down a neighborhood, and flipped her hair back, placing her hands on the wheel.

Olivier had fell asleep with his head on the window, as his coral peach hair covered his eyes. 

I sighed lightly; I need to think over a plan when we make it to Jordan’s house. Maybe I shouldn’t leave the car, his mom and dad doesn’t like me so that would only cause problems. They don’t know Ashley, Ash or Olivier so there wouldn’t be any arguments. But won’t it seem weird for us to just randomly come to his house, with his parents around?

Suddenly I felt a gentle breeze, touch my earlobe. I covered my ear, and turned to glare at Ash who had a smirk spread across his face. I swear his freckles were smirking too with wicked pleasure. 

“Let me stop the pain.” He whispered huskily into my ear. 

“What are you saying?” I covered my ear, it had this weird buzzing. 

He leaned in to where our nose touched, as he wrapped his arms around my wrist. 

“You’ll see.” He whispered, before pressing his soft peach lips on mine. 

Another kiss, why does he keep kissing me!

I like you. 

God damn it, it’s because I let him kiss me in the hallway. I should have just pushed him away, but I didn’t. Why?

I could feel this weird throbbing in my chest, when he pulled away and started placing little sweet kisses down my neck. Nibbling gently on my mark that was placed by the Bar Bastard. He swirled his lip around the marks, until he bite it with his teeth. 

I flinched, raising my hands and pulling onto his feisty red hair. I tugged on it, for him to stop but he only chuckled kissing up my collarbone. As his hands slipped underneath my hoodie, I could feel his soft, long finger rub against my trembling skin. 

“Stop.” I uttered, weakly under my breath. As I pulled again on his hair.

Ah! It’s killing me, and my heart is matching my voice so shaky and annoying. Why won’t my heart stop beating it hurts, a lot? When he touches me like this. 

“Not yet.” He whispered, taking off my hoodie as he laid me on the seat. He’s cheeks were bright red, and his eyes were shimmer with lust. I cocked my head to the side, and felt his hand on my thigh. I gasped; the demon in me screamed KILL HIM. While he was hovering over me caressing my pale cheeks, I swallowed some air. 

And yelled “ASHLEY, ASH IS TRYING TO RAPE ME!”

She slammed her breaks with some much force the car stopped instantly. Giving sleepily Olivier whiplash as he smacked his face into the back of the passenger seat. His head went back and he covered his nose crying in pain, as he turned and saw Ash on top of me. 

“Hey Olivier.” 

He’s eyes literally popped out of his head, with shock and he stretch over to push Ash away from me. And pulled my arm towards him as he wrapping his arms around me and glaring at Ash.

“Don’t you dare touch Prue!” He jeered, angrily.

Causing me to flinch I’ve never seen him this protective before, it was new? He tightened his hold on me and I raised my head to look him in the eyes. They were staring at mines with concern, I placed a hand on him cheek and slapped him.

“Calm down!” I demanded, he blinked and then looked over at Ash who was whistling.

“But?” 

“Nothing, I don’t ever want to see you with that face!” I ordered, poking his chest. 

He nodded and released me from his hold. I grabbed my hoodie from the floor and placed it on my lap. 

“Ash you idiot!” Ashley yelled, sitting backwards on her seat. She was facing Ash with a furious glare, as she flared her nose.

“A sexy idiot.” He winked, blowing a kiss to me and I snorted.

“She doesn’t want you touching her!” 

“I was only helping her with her pain.” He sniffed, faking a pout as he rubbed away a fake tear.

“No you weren’t you tried to rape her!” Olivier added into the argument, climbing over me and pushing me to the window seat.

“Olivier!” I barked, when my cheek hit the glass window.

“Rape, don’t make me laugh. She was enjoying it!” He gloated, shifting his hand across his face. 

“She cried for help!” 

“No I didn’t.” I sighed, resting my head on the window as I eavesdropped on their conversation. 

“Told you she liked it!”

“No I didn’t Whiskey.”

“Ha!”

Did we even make it to Jordan’s house like seriously, where did we park! I rolled down the window and peaked my head out looking left and right. Then I saw the unbelievable, my mom talking to Mrs. Winter.