&&You Should be careful around Strangers... (Ryan)

[Nicole_Tasha&&Em.xx]

Tasha was carried into her apartment and put gently on her bed. Most would think this was a honey moon or something... but no. She was drunk and nearly out of it. She rasied a hand and gestured to the couch in the liing room. "You can stay here tonight if you want." She mumbled, and then the second her head touched the pillow, she was out like a light.

[Ryan Summers]

<sub>"You can stay here tonight if you want."

Ryan smiled. "I don't know..." he began and then he saw her pass out. "Well, okay I guess," he said and he walked to the living room and looked in the kitchen. Usually, he wouldn't go and snoop around, but he walked into the kitchen and looked in the fridge. He grabbed a beer and drunk it down, since he was all worried. He continued to down beers until he felt completely wasted.</sub>

[Nicole_Tasha&&Em.xx]

About an hour later, Tasha woke up, completely confused. She quietly climbed out of bed, her club clothes still on. Creeping into the kitchen, she stopped and screamed. (she forgot he was staying there) There was a man, sitting in the kitchen, with about five beers on the table in front of him. Squinting, Tasha recognized him.

"Ryan, I can't sle-" She stopped as she saw a sort of menacing, glazed over look in his eyes.

[Ryan Summers]

<sub>"Ryan, I can't sle-"

Ryan turned and walked over, half falling over. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her right up against him. With an evil look in his eyes, he leaned down and kissed her, practically making out with her and dropping his beer can on the ground. He then leaned back out and smiled evily.

"Mhm. That's right baby," his hand slid down towards her a.ss and grabbed it.</sub>

[Nicole_Tasha&&Em.xx]

Tasha tried to break away from his hold but he was a 200 something pound foot ball player. Thoughts raced through her head. There was so many things he could do to her... and it made her so, so very scared. She tried everything, too. putting her hands on his shoulders and pushing back with all her might. Nothing.

Tring to kick him. Nothing again. She jumped a foot in the air as he grabbed her butt. "Ew Ryan get off of me!" She mumbled, trying to breath.

[Ryan Summers]

<sub>"Ew Ryan get off of me!"

Ryan started to kiss her neck and then he shoved her down onto the ground. "You don't want it?" he asked, looking at her with an odd look. He then got down next to her and slapped her. "Well I want you," he said, smiling devilishly. He then started to kiss her neck and moved down her body until he was near her chest. His hands began to slide up her shirt, and he was now on top of her, gripping her body and causing bruises along her sides as he worked his way up...</sub>

[Nicole_Tasha&&Em.xx]

Tasha shivered as he kissed her neck. What was wrong with him? He was acting so different. She screamed as he threw her to the ground. She hit her head on a chair on her way to the hard floor. Then when he slapped her it felt like some one shot her in the face. He was almost twice her size and he was drunk. That was a very, very dangerous combination. She screamed and tried to push him off of her, but it was like pushing a truck of of her chest. Impossible.

She gripped his wrists and tried to get them away from her, but he only pushed his hands down harder. Tasha winced in pain. What was wrong with him? "No! I don't! Ryan get off of me!" She shrieked, twisting and turning.

[Ryan Summers]

<sub>"No! I don't! Ryan get off of me!"

Ryan suddenly stopped. He let go of her and then got up, pulling her with him. He then held her tightly around the arms and walked with her, pushing her against the wall and then pulling her shirt up and off of her. He kissed her and finally reached around, hitting her on the back and undoing her bra, tossing it onto the floor.

Ryan then pulled off his own shirt, but he still had Tasha pinned to the wall. He then looked at her and smiled. "Baby, I'm gonna make love to you like you've never had it before," he said, ripping off her pants and then pulling off his own until she was completely naked. He then whipped her around, holding her on his waist and then dropping her onto her bed. "Let's do this then," he said with a raspy tone.</sub>

[Nicole_Tasha&&Em.xx]

Tasha was sobbing now. She couldnt do anything else! She tried stopping him but she just couldn't. She just couldnt. She protested the whole time, but it was no use. Nothing was any use. She looked into his eyes. "Stop Ryan! You filthy bas.tard!" She screamed, lip trembling. What had happened to the kind Ryan she knew before?

[Ryan Summers]

<sub>"Stop Ryan! You filthy bas.tard!"

Ryan stopped and then he got off her and slapped her. He kicked her leg and turned, walking towards the door. He then faced her. "You wanted it. You lying sl.ut. I shouldn't have even come. Alex warned me about you. You b!tch." He walked into the living room and collapsed onto the couch...passing out.</sub>

[Nicole_Tasha&&Em.xx]

Tasha knew better than to respond. Instead she timidly put on a camisole and sweat pants. Then she craled slowly into the bathroom, locked the door and hid under the sink, sobbing into her knees. She had almost gotten raped. She was seventeen years old! Despite her rep, she was still a virgin.

She wanted to scream at him... But she knew that he would get angry. Tasha gently rubbed her bruises. Her head hurt like a b!tch, and her left eye was swollen shut. She could barely feel her legs or sides since he had hit her there so many times. The side of her face burned like it was on fire. All she knew was she would never, never trust him again. But what would she do? He was in her living room. What if it wasn't because he was drunk? What if he was normally like this?

[Ryan Summers]

<sub>&&The Headace...

Ryan woke up the next morning, his head pounding. He rubbed it with anguish and then looked around. He had passed out on the livingroom couch and Ryan felt as if his head was splitting. He didn't want to go anywhere, so he just laid back. He couldn't help but wonder what had happened last night and why his head was breaking in half.</sub>

[♥Emily Rydell♥]

Tasha heard him moving around and gripped her knees until they turned white. She kept very still and quiet, and was really afraid he would try and barge into the bathroom. So she rose, trembling, grabbed the toilet plunger and tiptoed to the door. She silenytly opened it and crept into the hallway. She coulkd see the top of his head, near the couch. She froze.

Remembering all the things he had done to her, she ran into the living room and hit him over the head with the hard end of the plunger.

[Ryan Summers]

_{Ryan fell onto the ground and sat up, rubbing the back of his hair. He looked at Tasha who had genuine fear in her eyes and bruises on her face. His face turned white and his jaw dropped open. "What happened? And what was that for?" he asked, still rubbing his head since it was hurting even more.}

[♥Emily Rydell♥]

She screamed and ran into the kitchen, tore open the cabinet and grabbed a huge cutting knife. She held it behind her back and stared at him. "Don't even act like you don't know what happened... you, you porno." Tasha sobbed, her whole body was sore.