The Waterpark- Part 7

TRIGGER WARNING- SEXUAL ASSAULT‼️‼️

“ What the hell Jaime?!” I try wriggle out from his grasp.

“ What? I thought we could have some fun.” He smirks.

“ I’m...with Carter.” I say still struggling under him. He gets close to my ear to whisper so I pull back. He reaches up and turns my face towards him. Hard.

“ Not from what I heard.” He says grazing his lips against mine. I shudder.

“ How’d you even find me?”

“ I ride your bus. And your stop is very hard to miss.”

“ Why are you doing this?” I ask, planning my escape.

“ Since we became friends 7 years ago, Carter has taken everything from me. He always got the girls, the positions on teams. Everything. Now it’s my turn to take everything from him.”

“ What the hell do I have to do with you being jealous and insecure?” He pushes me harder against the wall. I assume for “punishment” because of the insult.

“ Because sweetheart, you’re his everything.” I look him in the eyes . My heart flutters at the thought. I return to reality. I knee Jaime hard in the dick.

“ Oh God!” He cries. He clutches his pants. I take off running for the phone.

Shit. We don’t have a home phone. My parents aren’t home. My phone is upstairs. I run as fast as I can upstairs. I reach for my phone and call Carter.

“ Hello?”

“ Carter! Help!”

“ Shay?! What’s wrong?”

“ Jaime. He—.” I see Jaime standing in the doorway.

“ Ohh. You shouldn’t have done that.” He says and saunters towards me. He grabs the phone out of my hand and pushes me on the bed. He climbs on top of me and puts his left hand over my mouth.

“ Hey buddy.” He says nonchalantly.

“ Jaime! You touch her and I swear to God—.”

“ Ok good talking to ya bud.” He ends the call and throws my phone across the room.

“ You were doing so good. Why’d you have to ruin it?” He pouts. He uncovers my mouth. I spit in his face.

“ Now that wasn’t very nice was it?” He runs his hand along my stomach. I push his hand off.

“ Don’t be like that babygirl. I’ll give you more pleasure than Carter ever will.”

“ Go to hell.” I reach up and dig my thumbs into his eyes until I see blood. As he falls to the ground I race downstairs. I sprint outside and I’m halfway down the street when strong hands wrap around my waist and lift me off the ground. I kick and scream as he drags me back to the house. We reach the house and he throws me on the floor.

“ Oh!” I cry as my head hits the floor. He walks around to the front of me and grabs my arm from the back of my head. He drags me across the floor and up the carpeted stairs.

“ Ah!” I wince as the carpet makes my skin raw. When we reach my room he picks me up and throws me onto the bed.

“ I’m done playing nice.” He growls. I feel a tear roll down my cheek.

Part 8??? What do you guys think so far? I’d love to hear you guys’ feedback! ❤️