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Post by Derek Harrington on Dec 8, 2006 21:33:32 GMT -5
Hannah swayed back and forth on the edge of the bed, with a bottle in her hand. She watched the random guy she'd met, eye her. He wreaked of liquor.
The next thing she knew he was feeling her up. Hannah smiled and pushed his hand away teasingly. He did it again, this time pushing her back on the bed.
Hannah said a gentle "No," making an effort to sit up... he wouldn't let her.
The man forcefully pushed himself onto her.
A FEW HOURS LATER...
Hannah blinked her eyes open, seeing the room empty. She began to cry frantically, and picked her clothes up off the floor putting them back on. She staggered outside, slamming the door shut and rushed to the curb. The sun was starting to rise, as she
pulled out her cell phone, seeing it was 7:00 am. Hannah wiped her eyes, watching the cars go by.
Hannah knew her parents had probably called in the national guard by now. She was terrified of what they'd do with her when she went home.
Hannah sat there, hoping someone would be kind enough to stop and give her a ride. |
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Post by \\.jaquelyn-joey on Dec 26, 2006 13:50:51 GMT -5
The flashy red Dodge Charger rumbled along the semi-cool asphalt in the dawn of the day - he had randomly gotten up early just to go for a ride around town. Joey was now on his way for breakfast, some nice place he had heard about from Jaquelyn yesterday. He planned on just skipping school today, too much hassle for this genius with a great smile. The thought made him laugh, he had a good amount of self-esteem; but of course, not too much.
As Joey was riding along the busy street, he caught sight of the sign for 'The Drake Motel' - he hadn't heard of that place before, so he passed into an empty lane which would soon closely pass by the motel. The beach-boy slowed down to a cruise to check out the motel. Only to soon see a reckless, drunk-seeming girl staggering outside a cheap room. "Oh crap.." The fairly deep voice spoke and he pulled into the driveway. Pulling up to the lonely chick.
"Hey, you alright?.." The calm, concerned voice asked her. Soon swiftly he leapt out of the car, attempting to place his left hand on her back and his right on her right hand. "Come on, I'll help you.." Joey said in a friendly, sweet manner as he took a step forward, wondering if she'd comply to his offerings of help and care.
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Post by Derek Harrington on Dec 27, 2006 1:44:31 GMT -5
Hannah looked around seeing cars past by one after another.Her mind was blank she looked so lost nothing like this had ever happened to her before,and she sure as hell wasn't going to tell anyone that it had.To much shame in it.She knew that it was a mistake to come here with who ever that guy was.But she did it anyways.Drinking,and flirting with some 30 year old man,didn't really occur to her on what might happen.
Hannah looked up seeing a car pulling up to her.She knew that it wasn't the guy which was a relieve to her.She stood up,as he asked if she was 'alright.' She kinda nodded her head yes,but when she spoke she said. "No..."Softly clearing her throat.Hannah was confused,very confused.Even though she knew what happened she still was a bit, mixed up about things.I guess you could say about everything.
She couldn't find the words to tell him that he really didn't need him to help her.But deep down inside she did.Hannah just nodded she was still a little shaken up.Her words would get so messed up if she even tried to say a sentence so she didn't even bother. |
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Post by \\.jaquelyn-joey on Dec 27, 2006 11:10:22 GMT -5
Joey gave her a welcoming smile, "C'mon.. I'll take you to breakfast, my treat.. it might help a bit.." His deep blue eyes looked at her in a friendly manner, hoping she'd let him help her. He'd never mean any hurt to such a gentle girl. It was obvious she was already in pain and confused with what was going on, she could barely speak!
Right hand raised from her arm to scratch through his dirty blonde hair a bit, ruffling it up with a half-smile on his face. "Only if you want to though.." He grimaced at her soaked( correct? ) clothing and shifted in place a bit. "Anything that I can do.." He presented a serious look on his face as he paused, "I will do, ma'am.." It was an odd position for Joey, he never really had to do anything like this before - even though is was a common mishappening, yet he really didn't know what had happened to her.
His left hand put slight pressure onto her back to signal silently that they should go, but he released a few seconds later. Joey hadn't even thought about giving her his name, he was just stuck in trying to help her! As I said before, it was a very, very tough situation for Joey..
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Post by Derek Harrington on Dec 27, 2006 11:55:44 GMT -5
Hannah thought about it,going to breakfast.She didn't think that she would really eat anything,but at least it would get her outta this place,thats for sure.Although Hannah was still a bit uneasy about things. "uhmmmm..."She said softly, biting gently down on her lower lip.She was kinda still deciding,she didn't know who this guy was but he didn't seem like the type of person that would hurt her.
Hannah listened to him speak.She nodded her head and managed to say. "Yeah,I'll go."She told him,with a very weak smile that appeared on her face.She listened to him once more.It was nice of him to help her,even though in her mind she didn't deserve it. "Thank you."She said looking up at him and she meant it.She knew that this whole situation must've been really weird/awkward for him.And he didn't even really know the whole story of what had happened.
Hannah felt the pressure of his hand on her back,and knew that they should probably leave now.Walking a few steps over to his car,opening up the car door,and she got in. |
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