Velocity-> Jack Gilinsky

Chapter 18

*Olivia's Pov*
I was currently sitting in Johnson's car, waiting for him to grab something from a friend's house. I guess Jack wasn't able to pick me up, so, Johnson volunteered to bring me to the party with him, since Jack "didn't want me to arrive or be alone". I tugged at the black fabric of my shirt which was paired with a red and black flannel and light-wash jeans with my signature black and white converse. I wasn't trying to impress anyone, as you could tell by my pin-straight hair and light makeup. I felt somewhat alright... but nervous and scared also. I knew what to expect, but at the same time I truly didn't know how I'd feel in the atmosphere of the party.
"Hey again," Johnson said, stepping into the car while a rush of cool, night air flowed onto my skin. As he got adjusted to the seat, he noticed my quietness. "You don't have to be worried about anything. Please, just- just trust me." He gave me a sincere look, and I felt my body relax against the seat as I stared back at him, a smile making its way onto lips as I nodded.
Twelve minutes later, we were pulling into a dark house. I found it pretty dead to be a house were the party was at, but what would I know since I've never exactly been to one.
My sweaty hands gripped the door handle and my heartbeat quickened as Johnson opened and pulled into the garage, locking the doors of the car. I knew I was in a terrible situation. What have you gotten yourself into, Liv?!
"Rellaaxx, baby. I'm not gonna hurt you..." He purred into my ear, closing the garage door as he said it. A shiver went down my back, and I already knew what he was planning. I shook the door handle several times, pulling on it with all the strength I had in my two hands. That's when Johnson grabbed my wrists, forcing them to stay on the seat.
"We're gonna have a little fun, alright? I know you could use some fun." He gave me a devilish smile while inching his fingers onto my thigh, putting me beneath him. I was so beyond helpless in the dark, sound-muffling garage.
"W-why are you doing this to me? Please, please let's just go to the party, and we can have privacy after," I said as confidently as I could, trying to hide the shakiness of my voice and the trembling of my hands. I wanted to try and make him think I meant it, and that way, I could buy myself some time to get away from him at the party.
"I'm afraid I can't wait that long for you, Olivia." That's when he pulled my head towards him, forcefully kissing me and roughly handling me. Nononono, please no. I couldn't believe I let myself have trust in him. "Please, just-just trust me." I repeated his words in my head over and over again as he was trying to take off my flannel.
"J-Jack never told you to get me, did he?" I barely let out, horrified by the situation.
"Jack does not deserve you, I fucking do, and I'm gonna have you, Olivia. And that's whether you like it or not." He gritted his teeth as he spoke, making the air I was fortunate enough to get in nearly get caught in my throat, and I was freaking out in the inside. But I didn't want him to see me like that; he was not getting that satisfaction.
"You're right. He doesn't deserve me, so why don't we continue this later," I spoke as calmly as possible, although I obviously wasn't okay with anything that was happening. Johnson attached his lips to my neck, sucking harshly, and I figured he did it on purpose, showing Jack that he didn't own me, but Johnson did.
Suddenly, he pulled away from me, holding my wrists down while staring emotionless into my eyes. I was terrified and intimidated, but helpless most of all. And that's when I felt a sting wash over my left cheek. He was not going to let me out easy.
My head jerked up as I sat there, in my bed, struggling to get air into my lungs.
That was a dream. Just a dream. Everything is alright, Olivia. You are okay.
I closed my eyes, bringing a hand to my sweaty forehead while lying back down. That was the most vivid dream I had ever had before...
"Breakfast, honey?!" My dad yelled from downstairs, and I was so thankful to hear his voice fill my ears.
"Be right down," I answered back, staring at the ceiling for a few seconds while telling myself I was okay, rubbing my hands up and down my face.
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(A/N) Spicin' it up a little, eh? ;) Hope you guys enjoyed!