Thread: Deja Vu  (Andy and Intimte) (Moved to PM)

RE Deja Vu AndNich123 and Intimate AndNich123 said Josh entered the club and informed them all that he had put Callie in a cab. Emily, her roommate, nodded. Yeah. She was a little tipsy, she laughed. Her friend Tessa narrowed her eyes at him. You fucking moron. You dumped a drunk girl in the back of a cab? If she gets raped, its on your head dumbass. You should have went home with her. We all know you wanna fuck her anyway. You could have plunged your dick deep in her cunt. Dumbass, she shook her head lifting a beer to her lips. What if this cab driver was some kind of freak who takes advantage of her? Josh slams his bottle down on the table. Just because you don't trust anybody doesn't mean the rest of us can't. She in turn slams her bottle down and stands up. Tessa was an intimidating girl. Known for fighting and her nasty attitude, most people avoided her. She and Callie had become fast friends due to an interest in guitars. Tessa didn't want Callie for anything other friendship. No favors because of who her father was or how smart she was, Callie was excepting of the rebel on campus that everyone else passed by. You're damn right I don't trust anybody. Haven't had much of a reason to, and because of that, I'm also smart enough to know you don't put a drunk college girl in the back of a cab! Now I'm going to ride over to her apartment and make sure she made it home safely. If she didn't, Josh, she tells him leaning across the table in his face. I will personally break..your..face. Got me? He didn't move. He knew she could, and would do it. She's fine Tess. Just relax. Taking another sip she tells him before she turns leaving, You better hope so. Callies head was pounding as the first thing she became aware of was a faint light. She slowly opened her eyes and lifted her head slightly. There was no attempt to bring her hands in front of her. The alcohol was still heavy in her system. The vision before her was blurred, hazy, but she could make out the silhouette of a person. Slowly the image came into focus for her only to morph into an obscure array of colors once more. She laid her head down quickly, closing her eyes, and mumbling, Im.dreaming.again. Alex.go.away. I.got.away. I.beat.you. In her intoxicated state, she began to softly whimper, on the verge of tears. I..loved..you..you..jerk. Why..did..you..have..to..hurt..me? Go..away. Her head lulled back as she passed out once more. The peaceful nature of her slumber didnt last. The next time her eyes opened, she squinted at first at the light. Her head was still pounding, and it actually seemed much worse now. The smells, the sounds, they all came to her with crashing clarity. She looked around as she began to struggle, feeling the cold, unforgiving handcuffs. What the.Whats going on, she asked looking over her shoulder trying to see what had her bound. As she brought her gaze back around, she froze as she saw him. Alex. You.You found me? Click to expand... Yes, Agreed Alex, I found you. You stupid fucking little bitch. And now I'm going to make you pay. First by hurting you, then by hurting the things you hold close. Alex stood, walked over to her, grabbed a handful of hair and yanked her to her knees. He grabbed her throat with his other hand and squeezed. He spat into her face, You dirty little fucking whore. I saw you tonight parading yourself in front of those guys. I bet you've let all of them fuck you. He released her throat and salpped her hard across the face. He could feel the blackness descend. His hand went from open to cleched and he caught her right on the eyebrow. The blood bubbled and flowed down her face. The crimson flow made him angrier. He punched her hard in the stomach and watched her collapse on the floor. By the time I'm finished, you'll wish you'd killed yourself.