Night Rape

Disclaimer: My story, I wrote it, yada yada yada... I don\'t have time to but a big long disclaimer thing.

Rain had pelted hopelessly against the window of the car that sat idling in the parking lot of McDonalds on the corner of Seventh Street. The entire street looked like a flooded lake, and the night\'s darkness make it almost impossible to see more than a foot ahead, maybe less if you\'re unlucky like Jared was. Jared sat almost silently in the driver\'s side of the car, the ignition off, and his hand on his chin, deep in thought.

The girl in the passenger\'s seat kept her eyes on the growing depths of the water outside, not bothering to say or do anything. She watched as more and more sheets of water rained down upon the quiet, humble town of Evendale. Most of the town was asleep, and that is what motivated Jared to move. It was when less people would see him continue his traveling.

\"Hungry?\" Jared asked, revving up the car and turning the heat on by switching a knob backwards. The young girl in the front seat turned around and looked at him. Judging by her face she wasn\'t much older than fifteen or sixteen. She connected eyes with him momentarily, but looked away.

She muttered, \"No. I\'m fine.\" and continued staring out the window. Jared swore loudly, and switched his car into drive and plunged through the water and out of the parking lot. He took a left and turned onto the highway towards the nearest motel. Minutes ticked by as they drove in silence. The only sound coming from the continuous rain, and the thunder following it.

\"You need to eat.\" He said, shattering the silence between them. \"I don\'t care if you don\'t feel like eating, but you have to. You\'re going to starve if you continue like this.\"

She let out a snort of laughter, following by a series of giggles as she shook her head. \"Who the fuck do you think you\'re following, Jared? Pretending to be a nice guy isn\'t going to change the fact that you\'ve kidnapped me, and taken my thousands of miles from home.\"

Jared remained silent for a moment, accelerating and passing another car. He turned his turning signal on and exited the highway. He waited until he reached the main road before he spoke again. \"You\'ve had plenty of chances to leave, and run from me. But you never take them. Why don\'t you run like the rest of the girls have done?\"

The girl smirked softly. \"Because this is the best treatment I\'ve had in a while; long story short, my home life sucks and I\'d rather be here than there.\"

Jared said nothing as he pulled into the parking lot of the motel, stopped and turned his car off and opened his door. He stuck his foot out and was immediately drenched from the oncoming rain. The girl in the passenger side opened her own door and stepped out as well. She ran under the over hang to try to shield herself from the rain. She was freezing in her green shirt that clung to her tiny frame and her ruffled skirt that fell above her needs. It was the same shade of green as her shirt. Her hair laid a tangled mess that was just as wet as her clothing and hung past her shoulders.

She walked beside Jared, his shoulders much higher than hers. She was towering at a mere five feet three inches, while Jared towered at six feet seven inches. He wore jean shorts that were ripped and torn and a plan white tee-shirt. They walked inside the glass doors and into the stale but warm motel registry room. The \"OPEN\" light flickered hopelessly in the window.

Jared dinged a bell that rested on the table, his hand finding his prisoner\'s own. An old man hobbled out from behind the curtain, eying them curiously. \"What can I do for you, Sir?\" he questioned, his voice raspy and sickening.

\"I\'d like a room for my sister and myself.\" Jared answered, releasing her hand and outstretching his hand towards the motel owner with a crisp twenty dollar bill. \"I believe that will cover it, we will only be one night. The key, please.\"

Jared had his own way of getting exactly what he wanted whenever he wanted it. The old man eyed the bill, and shoved it into his front pocket, then turning his back and grabbing a key from the rack behind him. He handed the key over, muttering \"Room Seven.\" and turning heel back towards his room again. Jared smirked and put his hand on the shoulder of his prisoner, Jesse. They exited the registry building and walked down the row of rooms until they found their own.

He stuck the key into it\'s hole, giving it a twist until it clicked and thrusted the rebelling door open. The room didn\'t have the same musty smell as the registry building did, thank God. Jesse walked in after Jared, and sat on the bed.

\"You must be freezing...\" Jared said, sitting beside her and wrapping his arm around her shoulder. He leaned down towards her, and she didn\'t push away like she normally did.

\"No more than usual, I guess I\'m used to it by now, she answered. Jared laughed softly, pushing her so she would lie down on the bed. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver pair of handcuffs, and connected her to the iron railings on the bed. She didn\'t fight.

\"You will always be my favorite, Jesse. Because you\'re different then the other girls I\'ve kidnapped and raped. You\'re beautiful, and they were ugly trash that deserved what they got. But you, you\'re beautiful and innocent. It makes every moment that I\'m with you great, and you\'re soft body makes me want to thrust into your young vagina every moment that I can.\" Jared whispered, straddling himself onto her waist. \"I love you Jesse, you might be my only victim that I won\'t kill in the end.\"

She whimpered her disapproval quietly, feeling his hands wander over her thighs. He gently pulled off her skirt, and began kissing along her pelvis region. She tried to buck him away from her, but he pinned her down again. Trying to keep his mind off of her, Jesse cleared her throat. \"You\'ve never told me, but how old are you?\"

He chuckled, \"I am twenty-six and a half years old, Miss Jesse.\" He chortled, his hands slowly sliding her panties off and depositing them on the floor with her skirt. The cold air made her shiver, as she tried to back away from his searing kisses.

\"Why do you run from me, Jesse? You should know that I won\'t hurt you if you just let me continue.\" He said quietly, standing up and extracting another two pairs of handcuffs, and he cuffed her ankles to the bed as well. \"Maybe someday, we can do it without the cuffs.\"

He unzipped his pants, and dropped his shorts and boxers and added them to the collection of damp, unworn clothing and crawled back onto the bed and stared down at her small, teenaged vagina. He kneeled before her, and let his tongue gently grace the lips of her vagina. She cried softly from a mixture of fear and pleasure. She did not want to enjoy this.

\"Having fun, Jess?\" He asked, landing another soft tongue sliding motion between her legs. \"I know I am.\" He uncuffed her hands long enough to get her shirt and bra off of her and took her left breast into his hand and gave it a soft squeeze.

\"You have got beautiful breasts\" He gave her a kiss. \"For a fifteen year old.\" She glared at him, and tried once again to buck him off of her. Another attempt failed as he struck a blow across her face, leaving a tingling feeling after his hand had left, and a bright red mark. \"You stupid bitch, just fucking take it!\"

She whimpered and cried again, thrashing about trying to get him away from her. \"No, I won\'t let you do this to me!\" She groaned, and flung her wrists forward, pulling the entire iron bar straight from the bed\'s backboard. She used her only free hand and pushed him off of her, and broke the chains from the handcuffs. She noticed they weren\'t real, but dime store shit. She pulled herself free from his grasp, and grabbed her clothes while Jared tried to keep her from getting to door.

\"You\'re not leaving!\" He shouted, and lunged for her, but she dodged out of the way just in time and tried to open up the jammed door. She gave up and threw a chair at the window, shattering and sending the glass everywhere. Jared grabbed her arm, and she sent a swift kick to his groin. He stumbled backwards and fell onto the bed, his face turning purple. She made her mad dash for freedom by jumping through the window and landing cat like on the cement. She bolted through the rain and into the parking lot.

\"JESSE!\" she heard him shout, his face appearing at the window. She dashed to the road and across the street to a gas station. Luckily, it was dark and she pulled her clothes on before stepping inside the door. The clerk, an eighteen year old female with her hair sticking out from the back of her head, nails longer than her fingers themselves, and a bubble gum in her mouth. She raised her brow muttering something along the lines of \"I hate working the night shift, we always get the weird folk.\"

\"P-please! Help me!\" Jesse cried, stumbling to the counter. A man came out from the bag room.

\"What is going on here?\"

\"I am Jesse Aaron, and I am a kidnapped victim of Jared Thompson. I narrowly escaped him at the motel across the street, please, don\'t let him get me anymore. I just want to go home. Even with all the fighting there. I miss my parents and my brother, and my boyfriend most of all.\" She cried, falling hopelessly against the counter.

\"Don\'t worry, Miss. I\'ll keep you safe. Tammy, lock the front door.\" The girl dashed to the door and tapped a number combination on the lock. \"Lets go into the back room, it\'ll be safer there.\" The man said. He was in his twenties, as Jared was. She walked around the counter and went into the back with the man.

He picked up his cell phone and called the police, covering the phone he said towards Jesse, \"Do not worry, you are safe now. You will be home before you know it.\"

Jesse smiled.


A/N : I got bored and decided to write this. One short, no further chapters. Reviews are very much loved. Thanks. SignedAngel