She shook her head burying her face in his chest and held onto him.
“Shh…baby doll, tell me what’s going on…what happened?” he asked cradling her. “Did something happen? Did someone hurt you?” he questioned, ready to kill whoever it was if she said yes. Had she been too scared to tell him about it because of fear he’d punish her in a non-pleasurable way if she told him? Fuck that was the last thing he ever wanted. For her to be afraid of the dynamic between them, to question the things that would and wouldn’t constitute a punishment. He’d never blame her for another man hurting her, making her do something she didn’t want.
Yes, if she’d slept with someone else because she simply wanted to, he’d be pissed. Even if he wanted to watch others play with her, it’d only ever be with her agreement and curiosity about it, her desire for it to happen, and it’d only ever happen with him there with her, guiding her through it. If she’d slept with someone for the hell of it, he wouldn’t punish her in a way that would just harm or hurt her, he’d simply have walked away, and he swore she understood that even before this week.
“John…” she began, her voice cracking and he hated it. The pain and fright in that tone hit him deep inside.
“John from the team John?” he said, and she nodded. “What did he do? Baby doll…what did he do? Did he force you to fuck him? Did he hurt you?”
“I’m sorry…I should have told you I just thought I’d lose you,” she said, her face dipping down, hiding her gaze from him and fury blazed through him entirely. He wanted to go kill the guy, but he needed to know everything first.
“Baby doll, tell me what happened,” he said running his hand down her hair and back holding her tightly to him. “Tell daddy what happened. I will never let you go but I have to know the truth.”
“I…it was during Christmas break. He was drunk and grabbed me at a party…he made me touch his penis…tried to make me suck it…and then tried to…tried to…”
“Shh…baby it’s okay…it’s okay Meggie,” he soothed her as her tears slipped down her cheeks, burning his skin with pain and anger that he hadn’t been there to protect her.
“He pushed his fingers into me…to try and get me open so he could…I grabbed his penis and tried to push him away, but he wouldn’t stop. He’s so much stronger than I am…”
“He raped you?” Ryan asked holding her head with his hand.
“Not with his…he made me jerk him off while he tried to finger me. I kept pulling my hips back, trying to keep my legs together to stop him. It made him madder that I wouldn’t let him touch me and he kept pushing his…into my hand…I just did it, so he’d go away. I didn’t want him to touch me…”
“Shh, baby it’s okay…” he swore as her voice completely broke her breaths coming in gasping little chokes that flooded him with agony. “Shh, Meggie, it’s okay, baby doll. I swear. I’m not mad at you. You did exactly what you should have to protect yourself. It’s alright, Meggie, you’re safe. I promise no one will ever hurt you again. You’re mine and only mine,” he promised holding her while she cried, letting it out before he made love to her, showing her just how true it was.
Chapter 6
“Guess who wants to see you,” Becky said as Megan finished cleaning out her locker. “He’s going to miss not having you to get onto next year.”
“He just might,” she agreed heading to Ryan’s classroom to see what he wanted. She pulled her necklace out from underneath her top just before going into it making sure he saw she’d kept it on for him. “Afternoon Mr. Meyers,” she said seeing he still had students in his room.
“Good afternoon Megan, your final paper is on my desk if you’d like to get it,” Ryan said watching her walk over to the desk, his necklace around her neck showing his ownership of her.
“You certainly surpassed my expectation. I was expecting to find what I did in it,” he added watching her read through the information he’d put on top of it. He wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her, more than ever now that they were so close to being away from here. So close to being able to start a real life together, not have to hide their relationship entirely.
“Thank Mr. Meyers, your teaching was quite brilliant, something I’m sure I’ll never forget,” she stated letting thedouble entendre stand as she headed out ending her final day as she hurried home to pack her bags. Ryan wanted to spend the next three months together, starting in New York before heading to Europe and ending back at the cabin. She wasn’t about to say no.
Her mother could scream all she wanted about her leaving unexpectedly, let alone her going away with a man. She was going. She had her passport from their trip to Mexico the year before and she was eighteen. It was entirely legal.
Graduation day had her a little sad, she had no idea what they were going to do once the summer was over. Beyond their trip, they hadn’t made any plans. She’d been accepted to a dozen places, but she’d deferred entrance to all of them until at least the second semester. She could probably get into a few for the first even at last minute, but she didn’t want to…she wanted to be with Ryan.
After the ceremony, she went with some friends to the practice football field for pictures while the rest were back at the stadium or leaving. She waved her friends on as she unzipped her graduation gown wanting a few minutes to herself to remember everything she’d learned from Ryan. She was so deep in her own thoughts she missed hearing someone walk up to her until they were in front of her, grabbing her arms roughly.
Her eyes popped open, and she let out a slight scream finding John glowering at her. “Let me go…now,” she yelled at him stomping down on his foot.
“You fucking bitch…” he said slapping her, forcing her to turn her head and her necklace glittered in the sunlight. “Not good enough…rich enough for the fucking virgin huh? We’ll see how long this loser likes you once you’re no longer one,” he shouted at her, one hand going for her thigh and the other for the necklace.
She backed away grabbing his arm as he tried to wrench the necklace from her throat. “Stop it…let me go…stop!” she screamed crying out when he broke the chain on the necklace and threw it. She pushed at his hands backing up further until she came to the railing her hands out in front of her as she tried to stop him from touching her.
His hand slid underneath her dress and ripped her underwear, lifting her against the railing more as he pushed up her skirt. She pushed at his chest screaming and crying, before letting out a terrified shriek as she fell backwards over the railing from the top row. Her arms flailed as she shut her eyes prepared for the pain.
Instead of the concrete, a set of strong arms surrounded her, breaking her fall and she ended up across the lap of them as they hit the ground. She was shaking her mind a mess as he stood them up, his hands on her face and she felt herself start to pass out.
“Come on baby doll, look at me…look at daddy,” Ryan said softly to her as he noticed a group rushing towards them. Her eyes opened and tears filled them as he pulled her in tightly while John tried to hurry away from the scene. “Shh…it’s okay Meggie. It’s okay baby doll,” he whispered to her stopping as the superintendent and principal reached them.
“What the hell happened?” Principal Andrews demanded as a security guard caught John. “We heard a scream, saw her fall…”
“Can we just get her out of here?” Ryan suggested to them. “She’s about to pass out.”