A Fairytale (Part Eight)

"Ha-ha" David said, when he saw me. "Hey David." I muttered.

"Ouch, are you okay Momma Sita?" David asked.

"Nah. Shane's a bitch and he wont leave me the FUCK ALONE! And I'm pissed off." I stated, crossing my arms then sitting on his couch.

David looked at my cystal blue eyes. I looked in his eyes. They were drunk and outta control.

"Baby... Baby... You need to take a chill pill," He said.

"I don't take ANY kind of pill." I said, looking away from his dancing eyes.

"Then, maybe this will smooth you're problems." David said, pulling down my pants.

"DAVID!" I shouted. "What?" He said, with a sly grin.

'Stop!" I screamed. He didn't he pulled down my panties and threw my pants and panties out the window.

"STOP! PLEASE STOP!" I started to cry. David was never like this! He was the sweet, loveable guy! What happend to David??

"You know, this is called raping!" I screamed.

"I know." He said. "I'll take the charges."

"Harder." He said, as he humped me.

"This is shit David stop!" I screamed agian trying to push him off.

"I'm drunk now baby. Chill..." I screamed. David groaned and grabbed and bottle and whacked me with it.

Everything went black.