I sob when he enters me roughly with one finger.
“There,” he croons. “I missed this pussy. There aren’t any girls at OSU like you, Char. You’re special. That’s why we have to make this work. I won’t be in Corvallis forever.”
It hurts as he jabs at my insides. I claw at his arm, trying to pull him off me.
“You know I prefer it when you’re compliant. Do you need something to calm down? Stay really still.” He pulls his finger out of my body and then sucks on it before diving his hand into his pocket. The moment I see the pill, I panic.
He releases my mouth and I start to yell. His fingers that smell like me cram the pill into my mouth. I try to bite him, gagging on the acrid taste. He curses, forcing his hand back over my mouth. The pill burns on my tongue, but I refuse to swallow it. I know what he can do to me once that pill takes over my senses and I can’t let him do this to me again.
We struggle and he starts to yank down my shorts. They fall at my ankles, leaving me bare and vulnerable. I scream against his hand, but it’s too muffled. He starts yanking at his pants, pulling his dick out. It rubs against me, sending terror lighting me up from the inside out. I’m close to swallowing the pill so I don’t have to endure this.
And then it happens.
Light.
Pain.
My spine explodes as I land on my back, Ryan crashing against me. It takes me a second to realize the front door has opened and we’ve fallen inside. Ryan goes completely still above me.
“Get the fuck off my sister.”
Penny.
Slowly, he pulls away from me, his hard dick jutting out like a dagger, ready to inflict pain. I spit the pill out and stare at the fierce way Penny points a gun right in Ryan’s face.
I roll away from him and scramble to my feet beside my sister. His vicious glare now illuminated by the entryway overhead light nearly destroys me as he shoves his dick back in his pants.
“This isn’t over,” he growls.
“It would be if I shot you in the fucking dick,” Penny spits out.
If looks could kill, my sister would be dead. Luckily, the only weapon worth anything is the one in her hand. The same gun I know Aunt Karen keeps for protection in her bedside table.
Without another word, he stalks off into the darkness. I hear an engine start up and then he peels off. Quickly, I yank up my shorts from the porch and pull them on.
Penny shuts the door, a furious expression on her face. “I hate that guy.”
“Me too,” I whimper.
I throw myself at her, hugging her tight. She squeezes me in an affectionate way that’s rare for my sister.
“We’re getting a restraining order put on him,” she tells me. “I’m calling Dad and we’re dealing with Ryan. As a family.”
“Penny, I’m scared.”
“Which is why we have to do this.”
“His dad is a cop.”
“So? He can’t get away with this. Besides, not all the cops are bad.” She pulls away and studies my face. “Or we could just call your boyfriend. Let him handle him.”
“Boyfriend?”
“Oh, come on. Like I don’t know you and Cal are together.”
I scoff. “I’m not with Cal.”
“Could have fooled me when you were giving him a handy over his jeans today.”
“You saw that?”
“I see everything, sis.”
“It’s not what it looked like.”
“Whatever. Regardless, I don’t think he’d be happy to know your psycho ex-boyfriend just tried to put his flea-infested dick in you. Am I right?”
I have to agree with her on this one.
“You’re right,” I agree.
“What’s going on?” Mom asks, coming down the stairs with Karen right behind her.
“Why do you have my gun, Pen?” Aunt Karen demands in her principal voice.
Penny relinquishes it to our aunt. “I almost had to shoot Ryan in the dick for trying to use it against Char.” She shrugs as though her blunt words won’t give Mom a heart attack.
Mom cries out in horror, yanking me to her, stroking her fingers through my hair. “That monster. Oh my God. Sweetie, are you okay? Did he—”
“I’m okay,” I assure her, choking on my tears. “But can we call Daddy? I want…I want to file a restraining order against Ryan. I won’t allow him to hurt me anymore.”
Cal
I pace the classroom, thrumming with pent-up energy. Ever since yesterday afternoon, my mind has been fucked over this girl. If Terrence were here, he’d bust my balls over it too. Tell me I was being a pussy.
It’s not what we do.
We don’t obsess over girls.
Terrence, me, Jordy, Roan.
The Hoodlums toy and play, but never obsess.
The rat changed shit up for Roan and Jordy has apparently always had some voodoo claim over Roux, but this is not me.
I straighten my stupid tie, irritated that Karen gave me a lecture about professionalism between classes yesterday. Apparently she’s going to ride my ass unless I wear one. I had to borrow this shit from Dad because I don’t do ties.
Lately, I’m doing a lot of crap that’s not me.
I swung by the hospital this morning to bitch at Terrence about Charlotte. I told him it was his fault for not waking up. He didn’t respond, but I imagine if he heard me, he’d be laughing on the inside.
My eyes flit over to the clock. Thirty minutes until my first class starts. I continue my pacing, my body buzzing from the several cups of coffee I’ve already had. The moment I sense another presence, I know it’s her without having to actually see her.
“You’re early,” I growl as I greedily drink her up.
Today, she wears tight-ass black leggings, pink tennis shoes, and a V-neck black T-shirt. All
