Chapter 14

“What’s wrong Kenny?” I said now slightly worried about him and slightly freaked out as I stood up from the couch.

          “Just come here,” he demanded stepping slowly down to the bottom step. His composure made me nervous but I still got up and began to go over to him. His head was hanging down with his hair slightly covering his eyes and an evil look on his face.

          “No, wait,” he held up his hands for me to stop head still hanging down as if he were a rag doll. I stopped. He fumbled to over by the couches. “Come back over here.” He once again motioned his hands for me to come over to him.

          “Are you ok?” I asked once again.

          “Just come,” he flopped his arms down impatiently and brought his head up with an annoyed look on his face. I could see that his eyes were kind of glazed over but I still walked slowly back over to the couch, now feeling very nervous.

          “Closer,” he ordered.

          “To you?”

          “No to the ceiling, yes to me,” he growled with an impatient roll of his eyes.

          “Oh,” I walked over to him.

          “Closer!” I stepped closer. “Closer!” I stepped closer. “Noreen! I’m waiting!” I stepped this time so I was right up in his face. He then grabbed both of my arms, pulled me in and began violently kissing me. I fought back but there wasn’t much I could do. Everybody was gone he and I were alone; there was no one there to save me. The entire house was completely empty.  

          I continued to struggle as he forced me over to the couch. He forced me down on the couch and proceeded to attempt to take my shirt off. I made it as difficult as I possibly could; squirming and moving around so he wouldn’t succeed. He did manage after a while to un do my bra, soon after I heard a door open and close. A glimmer of hope, I proceeded to make as much noise as I possibly could. I heard who ever it was begin to make their way down the stairs.  

          “Who ever it is they are sure taking their sweet time about getting down here,” I thought to myself. After they got to the bottom of the stairs Kenny was beginning to finally succeed in his attempts to take off my shirt. Then who ever it was came over and let out a sound of disgust.

          “Who is this,” I thought. Then he pulled Kenny off of me. To my surprise there stood Jonah with Pat in hand. I was very much out of breath at this moment and didn’t know what to think. Kenny jumped up angrily glaring at Jonah.

          “What the hell are you doing to me man?!” Kenny yelled at him.

          “I think the proper question is what the hell were you doing Kenny?” Jonah responded staying perfectly calm.

          “I was trying to get some action,” Kenny said now starting to sound out of breath himself and having trouble balancing began rocking back and forth.

          “I can see that,” Jonah said,” Kenny your high, go back to bed.”

          “If I’m, if I’m high it’s your fault,” Kenny babbled a squinting in thought as if those words were hard for him to think of.

          “How’s that Kenny? It’s not my fault, you did this to yourself,” Jonah said still perfectly calm. Kenny opened his mouth to say something but then fell over unconscious. Jonah rolled his eyes in disgust, handed Pat to me, picked up Kenny, and took him up stairs.

          I just sat there in shock about what had just happened. I wanted to pinch myself to see if it had all just been a terrible night mare but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even think strait. Then Jonah came back down stairs and sat next to me.

          “Are you all right?” he asked in his same old deep, raspy, sexy voice with no extra sympathy attached.

          “I, I don’t…” I couldn’t get the words out. I leaned into his shoulder and started bawling. He gave me a little pat on the back and that was it. Some how that was all I needed. If it would have been anyone else’s shoulder I was leaning on I would have needed more but not from him. In just that one sign of caring and affection from him I need no more. For that moment and that moment on I felt as if he was big brother that would protect me if he had to. A few minutes later Adam and Twitch tracked in.

          “What happened here?” my head potted up at the sound of Adam’s voice.

          “Kenny tried to rape her,” Jonah answered calmly removing his arm from around me.

          “Are, are you o, ok?” Twitch asked. They both came over and gave me hugs.

          “Yeah I’m ok, I just never want Kenny to touch me again,” I sniffled.    

          “He won’t,” Adam said with a tint of rage. “Where is he?”

          “He’s passed out in his room,” Jonah answered, “When he wakes up he probably won’t remember a thing. He was too high.”

          “I aught to…” Adam started.

          “Adam let it be. He’s just up set about Layla. He didn’t know what he was doing,” I said.

          “I guess,” he sighed.

          “Let’s go to bed,” Jonah said.

          We all agreed and went up to bed and I slept like a baby.     

Author's Note

not proof read

Reviews

[Lauren Xena Campbell]

Ok Jonah I was wrong, I admit it. You are a nice guy, a little bit creepy but ok. Loving the tension and the action going on though wondering how Noreen with recover for the attempted rape. Struggling to see how this will all pan out. Looking forward to reading the rest of this! You’ve made for an exciting story.