Charmed Life.

Chapter Thirty Three.

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Chapter Thirty three.

Marty closes the door slowly, or at least it seems slow in my half drunken mind.

He turns to look at me and eyes my entire body, causing a shiver of fear and disgust to course through me.

I click Aidens name and then put my phone in my dress pocket, shielding the fact that I was calling someone.

"Marty, d-did you want this room, I'm sorry, I- I'll j-just be leaving." I go to walk around him, but he puts a hand on my arm halting me.

Stepping forwards until his body is pressed against mine I hear him inhale my scent before groaning very softly.

"Why would I want you to leave, I came in this room to find you. You look fucking incredible in that dress, I hope you wore it for me." He moves his head closer to my neck, nuzzling against me.

"I - I r-really should b-be go-going" I say stumbling over my words worse than I had done for weeks.

"I fucking love it when you stutter for me. I've given you time, I was hoping you'd come to me after you got bored of the Spencer's, but you stay dutifully beside them, that's why I'm so glad you came up here on your own. Did you know I was watching you, just waiting for you to be alone."

Marty had continued to stare at me during school hours but he hadn't said anything to me or to the Spencer's for weeks. I'd forgotten about him for the most part and hadn't seen him once tonight.

"Marty," I whisper. He groans again, pressing light kisses along my neck. "please," he shushes me.

His hands come up to grab my face turning it upwards and towards him, I start to move my head but his grip tightens and seconds later his lips have descended roughly on mine.

I try turning my face away from him but he's got me locked into his unmovable hold, his tongue is shoved inside my mouth and I use my hands to push against his chest with as much strength as I have, he releases my face only to grab my shoulders and slam me on the wall next to the door.

He's got my hands above my head trapped in one of his and the other, he uses to recapture my face and hold it still.

I try to kick him and succeed in getting him on the shin, it doesn't do much to deter him though, he uses his legs to dip between mine and then spread them. I try to use my heel to kick the back of his ankle instead but it doesn't bother him. I'm completely at his mercy, something I'm used to and angry tears flow down my face.

Marty lifts his lips off me, and looks at my tear tracked face in confusion. He starts to kiss my tears away, and with my mouth free I attempt to reason with him once more.

"Marty, let me go, please."

I'm shushed again.

With his mouth back in the crook of my neck he uses his free hand to trail across my body, he lifts my dress and cups me over my panties.

Suddenly the door bursts open and Lucas and Matt come storming in, we're so close to the door that it takes them less than a second for Matt to grab Marty and throw him to the ground.

I'm in Lucas' arms while I watch Matt straddle Marty and start punching him.

"You sick fucker!" He shouts down at him raining punch after punch.

"Matt." Lucas tries to get his attention.

"Matt," I cry, "please stop." I'm shaking against Lucas in shock and thankfully it's enough to stop Matt, he grips Marty around the neck and leans down to whisper something to him that I don't catch, Marty's face is bloodied up but I see his eyes widen at Matts words.