Lost For Words, chapter 5
-STEPH’S ROOM-
Steph put the bag, of clothes she had bought earlier on the bed, and started to take her top off. Two arms came around her waist. She panicked for a moment, and then heard a voice speak to her.
‘You look really good today’, the voice told her. Tre’s voice. Before she could say anything, he pushed her up, against the back of the door.
‘Tre get away from me’, she told him. He started to run his fingers up and down her side.
‘Tre stop it’, she told him again, picking his fingers up off of her before she tried to move. Tre forced her back and started to kiss her.
‘Tre don’t, just stop it, your drunk please stop it’.
‘I’m not drunk’, he told her, as he worked the kisses in a trail that started to travel down her neck. Steph closed her eyes and tried to fight back, but it was no use. Tre was stronger than she was, even being half drunk.
‘Someone’s going to walk in on this’, she told him. He stopped kissing her and pulled her away from the door, pushing her down so she was sitting on her bed.
‘No-one will, now stop trying to end this. You know you want it’, he told her. Steph could smell the scent of beer on Tre’s clothing and in his breath. This fight wasn’t going to be an easy one to win.
‘No Tre really stop it’, she told him as he started to slide her belt off her, ‘I’ll scream’, she told him. He placed his hand over her mouth and continued with what he was doing. She turned her head quickly causing his hand to fall off from covering her mouth.
‘Tre please don’t’, she begged, tears falling from her eyes, ‘If you loved me you wouldn’t want to hurt me’, she tried saying. Anything to get him off of her.
‘Come on, just a little’, he told her, clearly not backing down, as he continued.
‘No Tre just stop and give me my shirt back’, she told him finally, moving from the bed. He forced her on again, straddling himself over her to stop her from moving. At last she burst out into tears, it was no use though, and tears could not stop what was happening.
‘Sweetie just stop please’, he told her.
‘Tre I don’t know why you’re doing this, or what want to, but if it’s for some kind of revenge please its not worth it’, Steph cried back. The emotion and horror had gotten to her, ‘Tre anything but this, I’ll do anything but this please just stop’.
Tre looked down at her from up above and whispered into her ear, ‘Just do this one thing for me, that’s all I want from you. Trust me’. Being the girl she as, Steph did trust Tre, but she didn’t want this to go on any further.
‘Why though?’, she asked.
‘Cos I still love you’, he told her persuasively and lovingly.
-15 Minutes Later-
‘Steph, Tre we’re home’, Mike yelled from the front door as he and Billie came in. Back in her bedroom, Steph was quickly putting her clothes on, as Tre watched her from the bed. She searched around for her belt. Tre picked it up.
‘Here’, he told her, handing it over to her. She took if from his hand not taking her eyes off him. He had a look of satisfaction on his face, which didn’t seem to disappear until there was a voice at the door with a knock as well.
‘Steph, can I come in?’, Billie asked from outside. Steph’s eyes widened.
‘Ahh yeah, honey.......just wait, I’m getting dressed’, She told him.
‘Okay’, he said patiently. Steph leaned over Tre to get her shirt. He watched her closely, smiling at her. Billie was done waiting, ‘Can I come in?’, he asked again. Tre got up off the bed, and walked over to the door letting him in. Billie ignored him and walked over to Steph giving her a hug.
‘Ahh your wet’, she screamed.
‘Well what do you think it was a water fight’, he told her, pulling her in closer to him. She shut her eyes and put her head down against his shoulder. She opened up one eye, and saw Tre smile evilly before walking out.
‘Hey if you were getting changed, why was Tre in your room?’, Billie whispered to her.
‘Ahh, he was helping me get my shirt off, cos I couldn’t by myself’, She made up the excuse quickly.
‘Okay then’, he told her, kissing her on the neck, she closed her eyes and let all her sin be taken away, by the affection she was being given.
‘Come on, you should get out of those wet clothes’, she told him, breaking the kiss off. She walked him to he’s room, and started rummaging though his cupboards. She threw him a shirt. He took the wet one off and put the dry one on. After that, she threw him a pair of pants then turned away.
‘You don’t have to turn’, Billie told her. Steph spun around and looked him. His zipper was half done up. “Why did I have to look there?’, she thought. ‘Ahh Bill your zipper’, she pointed out.
‘Oh thanks’, he told her, zipping himself up. Steph smiled, and walked out of the room, quickly.
‘OMG SHE LOOKED’, Billie thought to himself, before he followed her outside.
-A few Days Later *in the Morning*-
‘Mmm, Steph’, Billie mumbled, rolling over in the bed he was sleeping in. He looked over at the alarm clock on the bedside table. ‘6 o’clock’, it read. He gently shook Steph to wake her up.
‘Mmm, Billie go to bed, its late’, she mumbled, not opening her eyes. He shook her again.
‘Billie-Joe, please, just sleep now’, she told him once again. This time, taking it as a hint, he lay back down next to her, and wrapped his arm around her.
‘Did you have a nice sleep?’, he asked her.
‘Ahha’, she said quickly. Billie moved closer to her, keeping his arm around her, to push himself up. He sat beside her, and looked over her.
‘Steph, you feeling alright?’, Billie asked her, he moved the blanket down, so he could see the mark, that he had noticed yesterday, but not told her about.
‘Yeah, fine’, she mumbled back, drowsy. She noticed the blanket sliding and grabbed it pulling it up. She knew Billie was going to ask her, eventually, what had happened, but she knew in her mind she had to talk to Tre first. She rubbed her eyes and slowly started to get up.
‘Hey where you going?’, Billie asked her, as she started to walk to the door, slipping on a dressing down over what she was wearing.
‘I gotta find Tre’, Steph told him, as his eyes followed her out of the room.
-Tre’s room-
Steph walked in, thinking nothing of what might be in that room. That idea slowly changed though, when she turned around..
Steph put the bag, of clothes she had bought earlier on the bed, and started to take her top off. Two arms came around her waist. She panicked for a moment, and then heard a voice speak to her.
‘You look really good today’, the voice told her. Tre’s voice. Before she could say anything, he pushed her up, against the back of the door.
‘Tre get away from me’, she told him. He started to run his fingers up and down her side.
‘Tre stop it’, she told him again, picking his fingers up off of her before she tried to move. Tre forced her back and started to kiss her.
‘Tre don’t, just stop it, your drunk please stop it’.
‘I’m not drunk’, he told her, as he worked the kisses in a trail that started to travel down her neck. Steph closed her eyes and tried to fight back, but it was no use. Tre was stronger than she was, even being half drunk.
‘Someone’s going to walk in on this’, she told him. He stopped kissing her and pulled her away from the door, pushing her down so she was sitting on her bed.
‘No-one will, now stop trying to end this. You know you want it’, he told her. Steph could smell the scent of beer on Tre’s clothing and in his breath. This fight wasn’t going to be an easy one to win.
‘No Tre really stop it’, she told him as he started to slide her belt off her, ‘I’ll scream’, she told him. He placed his hand over her mouth and continued with what he was doing. She turned her head quickly causing his hand to fall off from covering her mouth.
‘Tre please don’t’, she begged, tears falling from her eyes, ‘If you loved me you wouldn’t want to hurt me’, she tried saying. Anything to get him off of her.
‘Come on, just a little’, he told her, clearly not backing down, as he continued.
‘No Tre just stop and give me my shirt back’, she told him finally, moving from the bed. He forced her on again, straddling himself over her to stop her from moving. At last she burst out into tears, it was no use though, and tears could not stop what was happening.
‘Sweetie just stop please’, he told her.
‘Tre I don’t know why you’re doing this, or what want to, but if it’s for some kind of revenge please its not worth it’, Steph cried back. The emotion and horror had gotten to her, ‘Tre anything but this, I’ll do anything but this please just stop’.
Tre looked down at her from up above and whispered into her ear, ‘Just do this one thing for me, that’s all I want from you. Trust me’. Being the girl she as, Steph did trust Tre, but she didn’t want this to go on any further.
‘Why though?’, she asked.
‘Cos I still love you’, he told her persuasively and lovingly.
-15 Minutes Later-
‘Steph, Tre we’re home’, Mike yelled from the front door as he and Billie came in. Back in her bedroom, Steph was quickly putting her clothes on, as Tre watched her from the bed. She searched around for her belt. Tre picked it up.
‘Here’, he told her, handing it over to her. She took if from his hand not taking her eyes off him. He had a look of satisfaction on his face, which didn’t seem to disappear until there was a voice at the door with a knock as well.
‘Steph, can I come in?’, Billie asked from outside. Steph’s eyes widened.
‘Ahh yeah, honey.......just wait, I’m getting dressed’, She told him.
‘Okay’, he said patiently. Steph leaned over Tre to get her shirt. He watched her closely, smiling at her. Billie was done waiting, ‘Can I come in?’, he asked again. Tre got up off the bed, and walked over to the door letting him in. Billie ignored him and walked over to Steph giving her a hug.
‘Ahh your wet’, she screamed.
‘Well what do you think it was a water fight’, he told her, pulling her in closer to him. She shut her eyes and put her head down against his shoulder. She opened up one eye, and saw Tre smile evilly before walking out.
‘Hey if you were getting changed, why was Tre in your room?’, Billie whispered to her.
‘Ahh, he was helping me get my shirt off, cos I couldn’t by myself’, She made up the excuse quickly.
‘Okay then’, he told her, kissing her on the neck, she closed her eyes and let all her sin be taken away, by the affection she was being given.
‘Come on, you should get out of those wet clothes’, she told him, breaking the kiss off. She walked him to he’s room, and started rummaging though his cupboards. She threw him a shirt. He took the wet one off and put the dry one on. After that, she threw him a pair of pants then turned away.
‘You don’t have to turn’, Billie told her. Steph spun around and looked him. His zipper was half done up. “Why did I have to look there?’, she thought. ‘Ahh Bill your zipper’, she pointed out.
‘Oh thanks’, he told her, zipping himself up. Steph smiled, and walked out of the room, quickly.
‘OMG SHE LOOKED’, Billie thought to himself, before he followed her outside.
-A few Days Later *in the Morning*-
‘Mmm, Steph’, Billie mumbled, rolling over in the bed he was sleeping in. He looked over at the alarm clock on the bedside table. ‘6 o’clock’, it read. He gently shook Steph to wake her up.
‘Mmm, Billie go to bed, its late’, she mumbled, not opening her eyes. He shook her again.
‘Billie-Joe, please, just sleep now’, she told him once again. This time, taking it as a hint, he lay back down next to her, and wrapped his arm around her.
‘Did you have a nice sleep?’, he asked her.
‘Ahha’, she said quickly. Billie moved closer to her, keeping his arm around her, to push himself up. He sat beside her, and looked over her.
‘Steph, you feeling alright?’, Billie asked her, he moved the blanket down, so he could see the mark, that he had noticed yesterday, but not told her about.
‘Yeah, fine’, she mumbled back, drowsy. She noticed the blanket sliding and grabbed it pulling it up. She knew Billie was going to ask her, eventually, what had happened, but she knew in her mind she had to talk to Tre first. She rubbed her eyes and slowly started to get up.
‘Hey where you going?’, Billie asked her, as she started to walk to the door, slipping on a dressing down over what she was wearing.
‘I gotta find Tre’, Steph told him, as his eyes followed her out of the room.
-Tre’s room-
Steph walked in, thinking nothing of what might be in that room. That idea slowly changed though, when she turned around..
