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“Hey, he pushed up on me.” I laugh, stepping back. I’m here for a good time, not a girl fight. Suddenly there’s an arm around my waist, pulling me down to a lap. I look back when I land against his body to see Knox, dumb guy. “What the fuck?” I slap him in the chest, playfully of course. Can't be too aggressive with them boys, it might hurt their feelings.
Knox presses his cheek to mine and I can feel his breath on my neck, giving me a chill down my body. “The way you shake that ass baby, I bet you’d ride my cock like a goddamned queen.” As if he doesn't already know.
“If you wanna fuck me, get in line.” I say back, licking the shell of his ear as I try to push up off his lap, but suddenly my head feels like it’s three sizes too big. Never seem too eager, always keep them on their toes. The more they think they want it, the better the sex. If you give in, they pump and dump so fast, you barely even had time to get wet before they're creaming themselves. Or, so I've been told. I stagger a little in his grip as I attempt getting up. Knox has always been a pump and dump. And as the time goes by, he's gotten rougher with me.
“Whoa baby. Careful.” He says, keeping me too close.
“Let go, Knox.” I say his name, but it feels like it gets stuck on my tongue. Why is my tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth? Why is my mouth so dry? I shake my head, trying to clear out the blurry vision and blank spaces that seem to be filling it.
Something’s wrong. I clear my throat and try to get up again, but Knox doesn’t let me up. “Let. Go.” I shout, shoving at his chest.
I pull my phone out of my jacket pocket, thank fuck for face recognition, I’m not sure I could push the buttons when there’s so many of them in two different spots. “Siri, call Georgie.”
I hope she heard me over the music. I put the phone to my ear, and it’s ringing, so it worked. Knox moves me, lifting me off his lap and carries me through the room. “Stop Knox. Put me down.” I say, trying to wiggle out of his grip.
“Kat!” Georgie shouts into my ear.
“Why are you screaming?” I ask him.
“You just called me, what are you doing?”
“Geoooorgie McSnorrrzie. I think something is wrong. I only drank one beer.” I remember that I’m moving, but I’m not walking. “Knox, put me down. I don’t want to go upstairs.”
“Katherine.” My name is spoken from the heavens above, looking around I see people, but none of them are looking at me. “Katherine!” Oh right, Georgie.
“Come get me. I’m at... the... Party. I, he, Knox, put me down. I don’t feel good.”
“Fuck Kat! I can’t leave, I have to nail the finals tomorrow.”
“Knox, who’s room is this?” I ask as he opens a door, carrying me in as he flicks the light on. He tosses me to the bed, and the phone bounces out of my hand, “Stop being dumb.” I tell him, but he leans over me, grabbing my waistband. He flicks the button on my jeans quickly. “Knox, I’m not having sex. I feel like I’ve been drugged.”
“Shhh, I’ve got you.” He leans down, kissing my cheek. “I’ll make it feel good.” He whispers.
My eyes are so blurry, and the lids keep closing. I attempt to fight him off, but he’s so strong. “Stop.” I fight harder, but it doesn’t seem to work. Please, stop. Don’t do this to me.
My eyes close and everything starts to fade away, I’m here, but I’m not. My heart is beating too fast, what is happening? I feel so wrong, this feels so wrong. I scream, but I’m not sure if it’s coming out of my mouth. My throat feels like it’s closing. Why does it feel like I can’t breathe?
There’s a loud bang and suddenly there’s no weight on me, I feel like I’m flying. My body is free, finally. I can just let go.
Nothing will hold me back anymore.
Chapter Two
Westley
The school bell rings as I flip my backpack over my shoulder, shutting my car door. I look over to see George and Katherine getting out of their car. Well, George’s car. Katherine got hers taken away after she got arrested for speeding with a drunk underage passenger. She’s always been the one person in my life that I’ve never known what to do with. Growing up she was this perfect little girl, who loved hanging out with her brother. Hell, I don’t know how many times she made George and I played house, or doctor. Shit, one time, she told me that if I didn’t play as the Ken to her Barbie, she’d tell her dad that I smacked her. And when I tell you that before her arrest she was the perfect prim and proper princess, I mean it. She could do no wrong. Even if her brother was always better academically, she was the one who never got into actual trouble, well at least with her father.
Her mother on the other hand, I would intentionally get her into trouble with her mother when she would make me do things I didn’t want to do. Like, when we were somewhere around five, she begged me to play with her but she had to be careful to not ruin her dress. And when I said no she kicked me and I ripped her dress. She got into so much trouble, and if I’m honest, I kind of liked getting her into trouble. I did my part, breaking her down, but I don't even know where to start building her back up.
I'm the nerdy guy who hit puberty late and the girls are now realizing what they did when they treated me like shit. I want nothing to do with any of them. Not the Brittany Stephens’ or the Nicole Breshears. The girls who made fun of me for being smart, not looking a certain way, or just not being ‘cool’ enough. Last summer hit differently, I focused on getting into shape and turned it all around. Now I'm the hot nerdy guy who doesn't want a second of their attention. Even though for the last several years, all I wanted was for one of them to notice me.
Katherine was different, she didn't see me as the nerdy guy, I was just her brother's friend, and picking on her became second nature. Once I started I couldn’t stop. She was so perfect, everyone loved her, well I think everyone but her mother. I’m not sure why her mother didn’t show her the attention she should have. I wanted to ruin her, break her down so I could build her back up. But that never happened. She got into trouble and then she became everything her parents didn’t want.
Last night, I had the perfect opportunity to move in when she snuck out. But instead, I chickened out, again. However, when George called me and told me that she was in trouble and needed help, I fucking ran. I ran to Max’s house in my stupid white slides and pink sock, shirtless and all. I found Knox on top of her, she was fucking faded. Her eyes closed and head tilted to the side as he tried to strip her. I saw red.
When I pulled Knox off her, I punched him so fucking hard that my knuckles hurt today. I look down at my hand, opening and closing it several times to see that my hand has definitely bruised. She slept the entire time as I walked back carrying her in my arms. When I got to her house, George opened the back door letting me in to get her to bed. I pulled her shoes off and tucked her in for the night, setting Tylenol and water on her nightstand. Then like the dumbass I am, I kissed her on the forehead. She surprised me with something, but I couldn't do or say anything about it. Whatever she took made her delirious, and I couldn't tell if it was the drugs or Katherine speaking to me. So I left her alone in her bed, with water and painkillers on the nightstand.
With her parting words continuously going through my head so often, it's like she's still laying there, saying them to me as I look into her soul filled eyes. She has so much potential, but it's like someone snuffed out the light in her.
