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[bristol alexandar.]

much as briar had anticipated; once the tantrum had been thrown and kaileah had ripped out a sufficient amount of bambi's over processed hair her best friend had been drug off for a slew of celebratory shots, which for once hadn't sounded all that appealing. she wasn't even exactly sure why she'd given in and shown up with leah - oh that's right! she hadn't. leah had literally shown up and had the latest boy lusting over her throw briar over his shoulder as the blonde went to collect a cardigan and a clutch for the struggling brunette. basically; it sucked. finals stress and her final decisions on where she'd be going to university had certainly held the forefront of her mind and had left her with little energy to feel like going to one of the numerous parties her best friend was always trying to get her to go to. now that she thought back on new york briar she was amazed she'd been able to keep up on her shit as well as she had. past was the past though and the only thing she was focused on was managing making through the crowd of what had to be the rudest collection of people ever to gather in one place. sure, she was shoving too but she kind of had to. the teen looked over her shoulder as another loud cheer erupted from the kitchen where she had left leah with a group of guys and a bottle of smirnoff, she smiled and shook her a little, kind of missing the old days - in new york or he odd times she'd been bribed enough to come back to hollow creek and see her father - when that was both of them. granted she'd loosened up a little she still wasn't all for getting shit faced just because she could like she had been but she'd stopped trying to avoid alcohol something she'd blamed on ezekiel for (sort of) inciting the now infamous drink off he had lost in the most pitiful of ways, that memory too had brought a smile to her face. still it was just not one of those nights for her, she had no desire to get drunk and frankly she'd have preferred being curled up in her snuggie with her dogs watching a movie and trying to ignore the call from the ice cream down stairs. did it sound pathetic? yeah. did she really care? not even a little. in fact she was pretty sure she could salvage the evening, worrying her lip for a moment she fought through the crowd to the stairs and the hallway that at the end she'd left her cardigan and clutch. pressing her ear to the door for a second she wanted to make sure that no one had disregarded the sign taped on the door "there is absolutely no boning allowed in this room", which made her laugh and seriously thankful she wasn't going to come back for her shit and find someone pulling a nate and serena.

she twirled her ring around her finger as she tried to determine which of the indistinguishable lumps held her belongings, which was a task in a room lit only by a single lamp, which was the dumbest idea in the world and kind of made her want to kick tinsley in the face for picking the only room where the lights on her ceiling fan didn't work. "what the fuck?" she said, frustration getting the better of her as he ring caught in fabric and smiled once she realized it snagged one of the cut outs in her own cardigan, too bad her clutch wasn't being as helpful, you'd think it'd be easier to find.

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[cooper richardson.]

" it didn't take long for him to fall back into the old routine that hollow creek had offered. his days were different with the lack of school, he'd spent most of his time with his friends that were now in the university and arizona, stopping by to see tizz a couple times of week. tonight he was at a familiar place; tinsley's house for another one of her parties that were always normally just short of epic. he was surprised she still had them since 87% of the time they always ended up getting broken up by the cops. it hadn't been the first time he'd been arrested but it's not like he really enjoyed revisiting it, but the parties were normally pretty worth it. he'd been losing sight of the real reason he'd come back to hollow creek - briar - but he was beginning to remember the fun times he'd had when he hadn't been obsessing over the diminutive brunette. now he was in the back room of her house, already well beyond drunk not to mention just plain high thanks to one of arizona's friends - though the way the boy had introduced him, it seemed little more then a "i'm obligated to be nice because we've known each other since diapers" kind of friends. overall he was just being a little dumb tonight, it was nothing new really, it was the same kind of parties he'd gone to in new york, granted he'd bought himself a little more then your average underage drinking trouble back at those parties. tonight wasn't too much about the past though, unless of course his biggest regret happened to show up, though with the attitude he'd seen when he was here last year she'd forgotten the girl she'd used to be but not the relationship they'd had. of course she saw only the most negative parts of it, a minor case of cheating... or a major one. he'd apologized so many times for it that he had now officially been sick of hearing the words "i'm" and "sorry" in conjunction. it made him want to punch the person who'd said them, and he'd already have enough trouble when it came to punching, even without counting the time kayla had lied and said he'd hit her one night at a party. he was hard to believe when he was completely drunk and had some kind of pills in his system, thankfully money and the fact she had been just as fucked up if not more so and there wasn't a mark on her made it go away. god, that still pissed him off, catching the look on coopers face todd gave him an odd look, "are you going to be sick? please, go outside dude, no one wants that stench in here. fuck." cooper shook his head, “i think i do need a little air though,” the boy drug a hand through his messy jet black hair and stood without getting too dizzy - so, he hadn't been as drunk as he though. still, he could feel the drugs in his system doing what they were supposed to be doing.

" then he froze. because he swore he'd just seen the very person he'd been looking for pass right by the door, tiny as ever, thick mahogany curls bouncing as she walked. he shook his head, whatever he'd taken must have been working a little too well. this party wasn't new briar's style, sure, kaileah probably could've brought here, this definitely seemed to be her scene as he recalled the blonde tripping over herself drunk and briar coming to the rescue on multiple occasions - always fixing him with some kind of glare if he offered to help or if he'd even dared to be within twenty feet of her. which had been complicated when he'd had pretty much the same class schedule as her. then there had been times like the library when he'd fucked with her personal space simply because he could, minus how close he'd come to almost being sterile. it took him a second to snap out of it before he stumbled to the door and caught sight of her retreating figure, which was a nice view, as she turned and pressed her ear to the door he caught her profile and knew it was her, as if anyone else was that short... he chewed his lip for a moment before he headed down the hallway, he stopped at the door rubbing a hand through his hair again and pulling at his shirt trying to straighten it out, before he opened the door, he almost chuckled at her cry of exasperation, “everyone leave their jewels at home, ace?” he asked with a lazy tone that was only a shade off sleazy, before he laughed as she jumped and spun around with a little squeal, “you look like you're trying to steal shit...” he said, watching the pan of emotions over her face, fear and shock before surprise then irritation. “what? trying to figure out if i'm real or not?” he quipped with a quick chuckle as he took a step forward, grabbing her hand as she retreated, the other resting on her bare leg just below where her tattered cut offs stopped. “you get more beautiful every time i see you.” he said with a wide grin.

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[bristol alexandar.]

she probably should've heard the door open and close, she probably should've realized someone had been watching her before she'd entered the room, her spine should've warned her that someone was in the room with her, it was bad form on her part. it was a skill she hadn't had to employ since new york, you learned to be on edge so to speak when you'd gone to the parties she had, you had to watch your drinks, you had to use the buddy system when you went to the bathroom, people got stupid with expensive drugs being passed around her group of friends, not to mention how dumb and unpredictable some people got from just drinking a little too much. there were drugs here, a whole lot, they were the same kind of spoiled brats she'd met in new york. she had nearly pissed herself as the voice broke the silence and she spun around ready to do what she didn't know but shock froze her. cooper? immediately she felt uneasy and sick, she didn't like the lazy grin on his face, or really she just didn't like him. she didn't like the condescension in his attitude either, but she was still rooted to the spot, not like she could've backed away anyway, she was stuck between him and a dresser. "my bag.. i..." still she tried to step back as he completely invade her personal space, and she flinched barely as her achilles tendon scraped the bottom of the dresser, "i see you still haven't learned about a personal space bubble," she said calling on her normal smartass attitude trying mask that she was actually nervous being stuck alone in a room with him, especially as she looked up into his face and crinkled her nose at the heavy scent of alcohol, she shook her head at his words, trying to pull her hand back from his, shifting her hips away from the hand that tried to rest there, "and you get creepier, please, stop." she said pushing against his chest, gasping a little as his grip tightened on her hand and beginning to hurt, she looked up into his eyes, and she felt even sicker, he was so gone, it was the same look he'd had that night with kayla. she turned from bitch to trying to be soothing, "coop," she began trying to tilt her body so maybe she could angle them so she wasn't stuck against the dresser as she spoke to him, "hun, what have... what have you been doing tonight?" obviously more then drinking. a lot of people would've seen cooper as harmless, he didn't look particularly strong, he seemed to be terminally lazy and even though he'd had a history of getting in fights he just didn't scream violent. or stalker for that matter. the day at the library and had scared her more then it pissed her off though it had done a whole lot of that too. leah had once warned her that he could get worse, but she wasn't trying to think that much worse as she was stuck in a room with him alone, while he was drunk and high, especially when there was a good chance no one was going to be coming back here in awhile. no one was going to leave this early; only losers who wanted to be at home in their snuggie.

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[cooper richardson.]

" fear... it was completely obvious on her, why the fuck would she be afraid of him? honestly? h couldn't really say he'd never ever imagine hurting her because at one point he had hurt her, more then he'd ever be able to forgive himself, he'd still seen her eyes begin to water and that's when he knew he fucked up, she never cried. she was to bad ass for that, and even then she hadn't cried but seeing the beginnings of it... yeah, that was just bad. he had tried to justify himself since it'd happened, but he really couldn't, yeah, she wasn't fucking him and she was being a total cock tease and she admitted she wasn't quite sure she trusted him and that's why she hadn't had sex with him and then he goes and proves her right. yeah, he was brilliant. then he'd pretty much ruined any chance of ever getting back with her as he kept fucking with her head like he had last year in the library. no doubt she enjoyed it, because even though it was him she was a fucking sucker her neck. it got her every god damn time. he'd almost gotten her pants off one afternoon just by distracting her with her neck, until his teeth grazed the yielding flesh a little to hard and the moan curtailed into an exclamation of pain. now he pushed his luck again, it wasn't safe getting this close with such a famed man basher, but he was feeling ballsy with the drugs and alcohol in his veins, he laughed at her words, tilting his face down closer to hers his alcohol soaked breath fanning over her face, “silly rabbit,” he said teasing her like he'd always used to with how similar her name sounded to brer rabbit. “you love it.” he said snaking a hand around her waist as she tried to shimmy away from him, her action only drawing his hands above her shorts, touching the kin below her loose shirt. he tightened his grip on her delicate hand, careful of making it hurt but enough so she couldn't easily pull away like she wanted to, he pretended to laugh at her comment but if he were being honest it flared a little anger in him. who the fuck was she to talk to him like that? he hid his temper, just trying to remind himself that this was the briar he fell in love with, feisty and sassy she always had a comeback and it was sexy as fuck. he stepped towards her again, ignoring the way she pushed him and catching both her hands in his left and holding to them tight, a little less careful now, closing the space between their bodies and pushing her further into the dresser behind her, “calling me creepy isn't very nice,” he said, pretending to pout a little, “i think i have a couple ideas on how you can make it up to me...” he said with an amused smile pulling over his lips as he hand gripped on her waist to keep her against the dresser. he paused at her question a little confused, before he was that motherly concern that always surrounded her when she was worried about someone getting a little too crazy and he smiled, ecstatic that she was worried for him. it gave him an irrational hope. he chuckled, “a little of this, a little of that..” he said, before he drew his face closer to hers, “i know what i'd rather be doing,” he said, brushing his lips barely over hers, as he pushed against her against, “i missed you,” he whispered into her ear as he turned his face into her hair, taking in a breath before he pushed the curls away exposing the skin of her neck and shoulder, slowly he leaned down and kissed the skin just where her neck curved into her shoulder, a spot that had always made her shudder a little it was so close to the spot she really wanted and she didn't disappoint even though he was pretty sure it was the last reaction she wanted him to elicit.

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[bristol alexandar.]

it was the first time since the last time she'd been stuck in such an awkward position with him that she'd felt a legitimate coil of emotion in her stomach that she could only label fear, he'd came out of nowhere, in more ways then one, she hadn't even known he was back in town and then to just come in the room like that without making a sound. it was weird. worse that she couldn't even really make him out all the great in only the dim lightening the lamp had provided. looking back on the library incident there was a lot less irritation in it then she would've liked, he knew her too well, and while she was disgusted but what he'd done and what she'd let him do before she got her head back in it and ripped at his hair and threatened to effectively insure that he would never have children, there had been a part of her that had gotten hot. ever since forever she'd had a thing for being kissed on her neck and as kinky as it sounded a little biting, most guys did it too hard but cooper knew how to do it just right so it stung a little but not enough to be uncomfortable and that's what he'd done to her that day, pinned her against the bookcase and dove for her neck before she had a chance to push him away. it worked so well she hadn't even been able to punish him properly, if any other guy had done that she wouldn't have hesitated to knee him in the bulls. what had she done? only made like she was going to. that's probably why you're in the situation you're in now, briar, good job. she crinkled her nose and turned her face away for three reason, the heavy scent of alcohol, the fact he was like two inches from her face and she hated that he still used that damn story to tease her with... she tried to hide the grimace as his hands moved over her stomach and she stopped trying to pull away from him, no need to move his hands over her more then she needed to. he had never been excellent at hiding his emotions though when it came to her and blaine no one really hid their emotions well enough for them to not catch it, something they employed mostly with each other, but it was helpful in times like this as she saw the anger briefly rise in his eyes, before he calmed down just as quickly, that taught her she needed to be careful, she needed to drop her normal hostile attitude with him. he pushed her back with his body, there was no room between them now, she was pressed tight between him and the dresser and she could ignore the pain of the knobs in her back as she tried to figure out how she was going to get him away from hr as he held on to her hands pain flaring in them, she was glad to see the amusement in his eyes as he spoke, even as his tone turned sleazy and she saw the direction his thoughts had taken. "i'm sure a simple 'i'm sorry' would do it, don't you think?" she levelled trying to smile a little, as she froze with his hand pushing into her hip bone, halting her from moving. she felt a wave of nausea in her stomach and she wondered if maybe she could throw up she could get away from him. his smile confused her a little, she hadn't said anything to make him so damn happy, but it was a smile thirsting for care like he'd been an abused puppy happy for any kind of approval at all. she frowned at his words, yeah, that's what she'd been afraid of, she tried to put on her best smile again, "say, why don't you just go lay down on the bed there and sleep it off, you look a little... well, not so good, i could bring you some water?" she tried playing the mom card, trying to pretend this wasn't cooper and it was a friend she may have been truly concerned for. suddenly he was back to sleazy and his lips were almost at hers when he spoke and it was the cheesiest line she'd heard in a long time but that was obviously far from her main focus. she felt her lips tingle as he'd brought his over hers lightly, she didn't turn her head this time giving him the access to her neck like she'd had that day in the library, she bit her lip at his words, no need to say something like "you crazy fuck, i sure didn't miss you." as his hands moved away her thick curls she tried to wriggle away from him again, grimacing lightly at the pressure it had put on her opposite wrist, it hadn't stopped his lips from pressing to her neck and she tried to bit her lip again to suppress the shiver that always just happened, she could feel his lips turn up against her skin and this time she really tried pushing at him, "please stop, i just want to go home now..." she said before looking up at him and glaring, "i don't feel like playing this game with you tonight," her tone had turned nasty and she'd forgotten she was trying to get out of this without pissing him off.

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[cooper richardson.]

" he felt her struggle lessen a little as she'd unintentionally pushed his hand under her shirt, of course he thought that she stopped because she wanted him, who wouldn't have thought that, honestly? it didn't feel like resignation, though really the only thing his mind registered is that she wasn't struggling against his touch like she had the last time or even when they were dating and things felt too intimate for her, suddenly she'd remember she had to go study with carly, or her mom had needed her home early for this reason or that, it was always something. he even saw her face lose the edge, maybe even a trace of a smile ghosting her lips, and of course he never thought she was being cautious, no, because that was just dumb. even the way she spoke now was softer, after all these years she was finally given in? good god, yes. he smiled down at her, nodding a little, “i'm sure it would...” he mused, bringing his lips to her jaw and kissing it lightly, “but it wouldn't be as fun.” he felt her hands twitch in his own, which was when he realized how tight his grip was and he loosened it fractionally. the smile pulled over her own lips, bright and beautiful as it had always been and he loved the way it felt directed towards him, she could've asked him to walk off a cliff this very moment and he might have done it, though that was a little of the drugs talking to, her words were soft, caring and bordering affectionate, but he shook his head at them all the same, “no, no, no.” he said pulling her a little closer, “but i have a few ideas for the bed anyway.” he told her with a chuckle, tightening the grip around her slender waist so it brought her even close. this should have felt a little too easy to him, it really should've but he was not thinking clearly, nor did he ever really when it came to briar. he seemed to always be making a series of mistakes that all surrounded around her, that just kept getting worse as time went on, but her smile, the softness in her words, and the words period they felt like she was the old brair, they were the old briar and cooper before she'd found out he'd cheated on her... several times.. with her best friends no less. they could go back to that, they really could. he'd kissed her neck lightly once, then another time and he felt her struggle start again, the pressure was real this time, yeah, this was the briar he knew. he pulled his face back from her neck and looked down into her glare and shook his head at her words, “just a little, i'll take you home, just... a few minutes.” he leaned forward and kissed her forehead, almost stumbling a little as she tried to push at him again with her pinned hands, catching her tone and irritated she was as hot and cold as ever he shoved her back against the dresser, “no, you stop.” he said, ignoring the whimper she'd given like he hadn't heard it all, she was stronger then that. he let go of her hands for a second to readjust the hold and it was probably dumb of him, she may have been a total klutz but she was fast and side stepped him and he grabbed her around her waist, “come on, little rabbit, i'm done playing your games.” he pushed her back into the wall with a little less force then when he'd shoved her into the dresser, she was tight between his hips and the wall, and he leaned down kissing her roughly, full on the mouth, pulling her face closer to his with both hands, he felt her push at his shoulders, but he ignored it and he pressed further into her mouth, he barely flinched as her fingers scraped his forearms. he finally pulled away a little breathless and easily catching her hands before they could push at him anymore, “all these years of teasing and you never expected anyone to get fed up with it, b?” he didn't give her a chance to answer again before he brought his lips back down to hers, pulling her hands up and pinning them against the wall too, a little above her shoulders, before he moved both of them above her head, slipping them to his other hand and moving his hand down to rest on her hip, before he moved it up slowly till his fingers just brushed the bottom of her bra, he let his thumb slip under the underwire as he pressed tighter against her.

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[bristol alexandar.]

this was not how it was supposed to happen, she was never supposed to be that girl that got caught alone like this, she never imagined it happening but she'd always been sure that if it had, she'd have been gone by now. she'd made football players begin to tear up when she'd just jokingly hit them, she'd hurt cooper when she'd found out about his cheating, she could see the scars shining against his neck from her nails still, he'd tried to restrain her then to, though at that time he was only trying to get her to stop heating him, and she'd soon been handed off to a couple of her friends and hayden had tried his best to calm her down, while still keeping her hands behind her back until someone got cooper out of her room even as he fought to get back to her, saying that he loved her and he was sorry. the memory only added to her nausea. what a lie. she clenched her teeth as she felt his lips on her skin, all she wanted to do was panic, but she knew he was strong enough to keep a hold of her especially with his hands the way they were, his height against her and the way he'd had them pressed together would've made it hard for her to bring her knee up to get him where it counted. he expected her to fight, if she just kept staying as calm as she could he'd relax, give her a little more leeway he might have even been able to convince himself that she was into it. she laughed a little in her head as almost simultaneously the grip on hand lessened and she could almost wiggle her fingers. she tried to laugh at what he said but it came out weak and she could hear the nerves in it, how had this happened? she kept trying to remind herself to stay as calm as she could, before long someone might walk through that door or he'd just get too comfortable and she'd give him one half hearted shrug that would send him far away enough thanks to the drugs and whatever he'd drank so far. she felt her stomach lurch as he pulled her closer to him with his words, it was a disgusting thought, she was already too close to him she didn't want to imagine anything further then being stuck like this for a few more moments. she shook her head now, that was the last thing she wanted, granted he already knew where she lived he'd made that clear last year but she didn't want to show up at her house with him in tow knowingly. "no." this time she tried to put all her hands behind her captured hands and push into him, ignoring the way it hurt her hips, and thoroughly shocked that it hadn't really done much, he'd gotten stronger or she was letting her fear get to her. the latter was simply unacceptable. now she'd pissed him off and he pushed her back, roughly and the knobs from the dresser dug into her back and she whimpered a little in pain as a spot just over her spine throbbed, it still wasn't like the pin in her wrists which she was pretty sure was going to bruise. she pulled against him and she felt her hands slip or be released from his grip and she tried to take the chance but his hands were at her waist roughly and she felt the nails dig into the skin at her waist where her loose short pulled up. what the fuck was your problem, briar? she hardly heard his words over her irritation with herself and the groan she'd made trying to pull away from him again and then she was stuck against the wall, it may not have been as painful as the dresser but now he'd wasted no time and his moth was against her, his hands tight against her face holding her head in place and she pushed and clawed at his shoulders. she tried to pull his hands away from her face gripping his forearms and digging her long nails into them and tugging hoping the pain would make him pull back. when he did pull back she almost had enough leverage to push on him again but he caught her hands, the right one throbbing in pain as he gripped at it roughly, she tried to shake her head at his accusation, no, she'd never done that. or at least she'd never done that on purpose, it was dangerous for exactly this reason, one day someone wasn't going to take no for an answer when you got so far. she tried to turn her face away from his mouth, her muffled protests sounding against his lips but he moved with her, he was smarter this time pushing her hands against the wall, he had her pretty much trapped, the awkward way he stood and how tight he had her sandwhiched between him and the wall made it near impossible to bring her knee up like she'd done that day in the library, she felt him pull her hands up over her head and she tried to break free again as he moved them into his one hand, but she froze a little as she felt his hand above the top of her shorts, moving up the bare skin under her shirt, she felt the panic in her rise as his hand hit her bra and then he was under her bra and she couldn't move her chest away from his hand, but it shocked her enough that without really thinking about it, she bit down on his bottom lip, hard.

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[cooper richardson.]

" briar leigh-anne alexandar was actually capable of fear? sure she'd made plenty of people afraid of her over the years, but she could actually be afraid? it kind of made him want to laugh, but then she was afraid of him? that made even less sense, honestly. why would she be afraid of him? he'd never do anything to her.... or at least in his right mind he never would. he'd always been too much of a coward, but when you get him drunk or high he got pushy, she'd tried to avoid him even when they were dating when he had done shit like he'd had tonight at this party. even her laugh leeched her fear, for someone who'd always been so good at putting a fucking mask up she was sure showing her ass tonight. “no, i can't take you home? or no, you won't stay with me?” he asked, taunting her a little. the way she had pushed him made him want to stumble, but it was the equivalent to a normal girls "a lot of strength", briar was stronger then that, most girls hardest hits were half of what briar's play hits normally were. even her attempt to get away was lame and it was almost a little amusing to see her bad ass skills so lacking when she was acting like she really needed them, he kind of enjoyed seeing her be weak for once, it was a nice change of pace from miss "i can do it all by myself, thanks" like she was some kind of spoiled child just discovering that she had free will and didn't need mommy all the time anymore. he'd felt his own fingers dig easily into the flesh at her waist and hips, grabbing at them and pulling her back to him as she'd tried to get away, he'd felt his nails scrape at her lightly tanned skin and he was hoping it might leave it's own scar to match the scratch marks on his neck he still had from her. a deep logical part in him that was being ignored told him to stop, that he knew he was acting all kinds of crazy, that this was what had really gotten him in trouble with kayla, but he really wanted her, just a few more minutes, just one more kiss. the sharp pain of her nails into his forearm made him flinch a little but it was easy to ignore as he pushed against her, their lips together even though she wasn't doing much kissing back. still it was enough to irritate him and he finally pulled back from her only to try and grab a hold of her hands and restrain her again, he laughed as she shook her head, “that's exactly what you did...” he said, shaking his head now, “you're a total fucking cock tease.” he insisted, pushing his leg between hers, “maybe you've finally given it up to that asshole now though...” he said looking down at her thoughtfully but no too keen on thinking about her with another guy because it would only piss him off more. he kissed her again, just as rough as the first time as he pushed against her wrists making sure she couldn't claw at him again, the leg her drew up her thigh making it harder for her to knee him like he knew she would try to. he felt her lips stop moving for a second giving up trying to tell him to stop? no, he had his answer less then a second later when she clamped down on his bottom lip and not in the sexy way she'd always done, but in a way meant to hurt him, he stomached through it enough so he could drop one of her hands his hand going to the nape of her neck and threading his fingers up in her hair their tugging a little harder then he normally would and he felt her teeth lessen on his lip and he pulled it from hers easily before he returned the punishment and bit at her own, he tasted the undeniable metallic of blood though he wasn't sure if she'd caused it or him, either way he still let go of her lip - he didn't want to hurt her. he really didn't. his body relaxed just barely as the logical part tried to sneak in and he felt her body shift against his hips and abdomen, her little whimper and then he was pushing his mouth to hers again, unable to ignore the second time she caught his lip between her teeth, this time he just ripped his face back from hers, and he knew the way the taste of blood doubled in his mouth that he for sure was bleeding now. he hadn't pinned her hand back yet and was using the hand that had been holding it to wipe the blood away before he stared down at her defiant look as she wiped her mouth and tried to shove at him again.

this is tagged to briar alexandar a.k.a the amazing lizziebee & it is complete , and i've got about 848 things to say to you. you can find the threads i'm rocking right here. check out the asian guy in the back haha. i've got to give a shout to you for graphics, the spill canvas for lyrics . oh! i can't forget i have to say; he really is. :/

[bristol alexandar.]

she'd seen this kind of behaviour in him before.... before the library, before kayla, honestly before they'd even started dating. he'd always been drunk at those times though, she'd always been able to write off the pushy behaviour as something that he'd just done with he was drunk, plenty of people did things they wouldn't normally do when they were drunk. her temper got worse and she'd found herself in more physical altercations then she could count. this behaviour had been one of the many reasons they'd broken up - sure, the cheating was the number one reason - but even when he wasn't drinking around her and they were alone together he tried to get a little more forceful with her, like caveman behaviour was really going to be some crazy turn on for her. she tried not to glare at him as she heard the sing song tone of his voice, "i don't want you to take me home and i certainly am not going to have sex with you." she pretty much snapped at him, the thought of being with him made her want to barf and bringing him back to her house, yeah, fat chance. the longer blaine and leah didn't know he was back for however long, the better. if they never found out about this right here, that'd be perfect. not like she'd want to admit that she was slowly letting panic affect her. it was pathetic, she wasn't that girl that froze, she wasn't the weak girl. it's not like she'd had herself in this position all the time but it wasn't the first time she'd been faced with a guy who thought they could bully her into something like they did with the other girls, all those times she'd let them know quickly that wasn't going to happen. this was the first time she'd actually been worried something would happen and with the way she'd been unable to get him off of her already it was seeming more likely. she flinched a little as his nails scraped the skin where her shirt had ridden up between them, the light stinging surprising her and making her more pissed off with herself, how was she letting this happen? how come she could be fighting so weakly, she should've been able to get him away from her in no time, she hated the fear and weakness that was bubbling in her stomach. "no!" she yelled back at him, feeling some stinging in her eyes, "no! you always knew, cooper, always knew i was never going to sleep with you!" even yelling at him like this she doubted anyone would hear them, the music was loud and nobody would head down this hallway because this was the only room attached to it. she squirmed as she felt his leg push hers apart, felt him trailing the knee up her leg and thigh as she brought their lips together roughly again and without much thought she bit down on his lip flinching a little and how weird it felt to do so with actual force, she felt him release one of her hands and she tried to reach up to his shoulder quickly but his hand was in her hair and it yanked hard, she gasped, whimpering a little as the scalp throbbed, and he pulled his face back from hers just barely before he kept kissing her again, she tried pushing on his shoulder now, but his teeth had caught her lip and she only made him pull harder on it and she could test a little blood in her mouth as she felt the sting across her lip, it had to have gotten to his mouth to and she felt him let go of her lip and she could feel her eyes watering with the pain from her lip and scalp. she'd felt his leg drop when she'd first bitten him, his body had lurched backwards barely enough for her to move again and she kept trying to push him farther back as she adjusted herself between him and the wall so she could move her leg freely, she felt the relaxation in his body and it helped her even more and she thought she might have just been able to push him away, even though the smell of the blood, and sight of it made her dizzy, the moment of distraction was all he'd needed and suddenly he was back at her lips and this time she bit down harder then before the smell and taste of the blood doubling and she felt another roll of sickness in her stomach, he pulled back from her once again and she wiped the blood away from her mouth before she glared at him and drew her knee up quickly between his leg putting more force behind it then she normally would've, as he doubled over into her she tried to side step him so he wouldn't take them both down, she stared down at him on the ground for a second before she grabbed her cardigan that had fallen to the floor and went to the door, kepping her head down and sucking on her lip as she pushed through the crowd, tripping over herself and beginning to feel hot tears sliding down her cheeks as what just happened really hit her, her stomach feeling worse with the smell of blood so heavily stuck in her nose. when she hit the air outside the house she headed down three or four houses before she let herself fall on to a lawn, sitting with her legs pulled up to her chest almost hyperventilating as she tried to wipe away the tears as quickly as they were coming. she didn't want to go home, blaine was worse then her did when she went out, especially when she left the house thrown over some guys shoulder with leah's already tipsy assurances everything was going to be fine. she'd never be able to get up to her room without running into him, she never cried, she'd cried a little the day she moved back to hollow creek when she'd talked to her dad about what happened, the night in the hospital emergency room with her brother which she blamed on the antiseptic they'd put on hr back before they started to stitch it up but it was fear that made those tears come, if he saw her crying now.... even if she could make it look like she wasn't crying, find some sunglasses in leah's unlocked car it would've been harder to explain her already bruising wrists and swollen lip.

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this post is dedicated to briar's stalker a.k.a kaye baybay. and it's complete . pretty much i've got about - again - too many things to say to you, you can find the threads i'm rocking right here. i've got to give a shout out to you for inspiring this template. i'm currently jamming to sia "breathe me" oh! and i can't forget to say; really, really itchy.

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