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CHRISSY! AAAHHH! I am totally in love with your story all over again!!!!

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Originally Posted by PlayLives I had the same question everyone else had, what is it Ashlyn saw in Katie that made her so fearful, but I guess I have to wait; and why doesn't Ashlyn ever listen to herself? Arghh! ..continuing to enjoy the story..

~Chapter 9~


Even though they had only been in the car for a few minutes the ride seemed to take forever.





There was an awkward silence in the car, infrequent idle chit chat would fill the air but then quickly dissolved continuing the cycle.

Ashlyn searched her head for something to say, thinking it would be a great opportunity to break the ice and maybe ease some of her unnecessary worries.





“So umm…” her voice cracked
“Are you going to Katie’s party next weekend?”

“Yeah.” He replied coolly with a sigh.

Ashlyn grimaced slightly at the realization that there was no hope getting though to this kid.

Chaz had always been a little peculiar…at least to her. He seldom spoke when she was around, usually seen leaning against a wall with the ever present cigarette in hand, and on the rare moment when he did open his mouth it would spew out unpleasant strings of untamed malevolence.

She remembered one time a couple years back Katie had mentioned that he comes from a fairly wealthy family but as few people know happiness and wealth don’t always go hand in hand.

The only other details Katie could offer were few, but enough to haunt Ashlyn’s memory.

She said that when he was a small child he would receive daily beatings from his father…who was sober.
His mother was always away on various business trips, mostly for months on end, leaving plenty of time for his father’s many mistresses to make themselves at home.
Finally when he became a teenager he simply became invisible to the both of them and while the physical beatings ceased, the emotional ones continued to flourish.

Ashlyn speculated the accuracy of the story seeing as Katie has a track record of “stretching” the truth, but the possibility alone was upsetting.

Her thoughts faded and she came to the conclusion that there would be no more conversation tonight.





Turning her head she looked out the window and realized the surrounding area was completely unfamiliar to her.





“Chaz….I think you’re going the wrong way…”





He didn’t reply.
He didn’t even turn his head to look at her.

She felt herself slowly being devoured by anxiety and the overwhelming sense of panic.

Shortly after Chaz turned onto a vacant dirt road.





It was dark, overgrown and surrounded by a dense patch of woods.
He immediately pulled to the side and shut the car off.

Ashlyn was now just beginning to comprehend the significance of the apprehension she was feeling all night.





Why don’t I ever listen to myself?


She was too afraid to say anything, or even dare question; instead she turned her head toward him.

Chaz was already silently gazing upon her, his eyes studying each and every curvature of her thin visage.

Chills raced up her spine when she saw his eyes fall to examine the rest of her body.





He slowly stretched out his arm and rested his hand firmly on her thigh with his eyes still staring deeply into hers.

Ashlyn’s heart jumped into her throat and her insides were twisting up into knots.

She glared at Chaz dreading what the next incident.

Finally his lips parted, breaking the foreboding silence,

“You’re a virgin aren’t you?”





She was caught off guard and didn’t know how to respond.
Why was he acting like this?

“’Cause I was thinking, you aren’t exactly pretty, and with an ugly face like that no one’s ever going to want you. So I’ve decided to do you a favor baby.”
His tongue was like that of a serpent: deceitfully cruel and purely wicked.

He began to move closer to her, bringing his face within an inch away from hers.

His breath was hot and moist against her skin.

Ashlyn began to speak but it was too late.





Chaz grabbed the back of her neck, squeezing it tightly and forcefully pressed his lips against hers; stifling anything she was trying to say.





He continued to kiss her deeply, despite her struggles to push him away.
Ashlyn felt his hand slowly run down the front of her shirt then stopping at the top of her pants. His fingers fumbled awkwardly as he attempted to unbutton her jeans.

A thought came to her at that moment,
Am I really going to let this happen to me?

Sure it would be easier to give up and Chaz is without a doubt stronger; he would empower her in a second. But in her heart of hearts she knew: she couldn’t let this go without at least trying to escape.

She struggled unrelentingly trying desperately to free her arms.

She pushed and shoved with all her strength, but he wouldn’t budge. All optimism was fleeing her mind when a burst of adrenaline filled her veins and she thrust out her arms successfully separating their bodies for a split second.


“GET OFF OF ME!” she cried painfully.

She became more enraged than anxious as she stared him down in disbelief of what had just happened.
A sea of emotions began swirling inside of her: she was out of breath, drained, and disappointed.





“What the **** is wrong with you b****?” he screamed in irritation.

This was certainly not how he had planned it.





“Get OUT now!” his eyes were narrowed to slits.

“GET OUT!”

The bellow pierced Ashlyn’s eardrum, she didn’t respond but simply decided to obey his wishes, after all it wasn’t as if she wanted to remain in his company any longer.





Chaz didn’t wait for her. She only had one foot out the door when he began to take off. The force violently threw her body to the ground with her face smashing into the stone-strewn dirt.





“Big mistake you dumb b****! You should have let me have you while I wanted it! Can’t you see? No body’s EVER gonna want you!”
Chaz shouted from the car as he drove off.





Ashlyn wearily crawled onto the grass and coiled herself into a ball allowing the cold earth to swallow her whole.

She had been tossed out like a piece of trash that was completely useless to anyone.





She sobbed softly as she lay with only blades of grass to dry her tears.

As the whole night replayed in her mind she came to the conclusion that Chaz was more than likely right about her.

Who would want her?

It wasn’t like she was anything extraordinary and her life certainly wasn’t destined for greatness.

To Ashlyn, life just didn’t seem to be worth living anymore, and for a brief moment she pondered the uselessness of even returning home.

Originally Posted by Shenanigans *sniff* Waaah!!! *cry* Poor Ashlyn! I want to reach through the computer screen and hug her! Off to cry in my corner. (Great job on the pictures by the way! Stirring emotional update too!) Waaaaaaa! *searches for the tissues*

Originally Posted by touchdown_girl_182 This is getting really good, poor Ashlyn! But will we see more of her mum? And something is SO up with Katie...anyway, its a really rad story!

Originally Posted by Jennywren when IS the next chapter?