Savannah's POV~

All was well until Jack started drinking. When Alex and I walked into the kitchen and saw Jack with an upturned bottle of Vodka, Alex's grip tightened for the second time that night. "Savannah...we have to lea-" he started, but Jack interrupted him. "You're not going anywhere Gaskarth, and neither is she. Just sit the fuck down," he slurred. Alex's expression changed from fear to protective.

He narrowed his eyes and took a step in front of me. "No Jack, you don't get your way this time. You won't lay a hand on her, do you understand me?" he growled, and Jack looked shocked. "What? WHAT? You've never even attempted to stand up to me, and now you do because of some girl? Pathetic, Gaskarth. Pathetic," he spat, and lunged toward us. Well, me. Alex shoved him away, tackling Jack. Jack started throwing punches and I backed away like a frightened deer. Alex's phone flew out of his back pocket.

"Run! Savannah, go! Nothing will stop him, go!" Alex shouted, then Jack's fist connected with his face and he passed out. My eyes widened and I grabbed his phone and took off while Jack was struggling to get out from under him. I guessed Alex's passcode (his birthday, how obvious) and called Jaime, while still running and looking behind me. It took him a bit to pick up and Jack was gaining on me. I only had time to breathe out one word before Jack tackled me.

When he tackled me, Alex's phone flew out of my hand and shattered against the gravel of the road ahead of me. "JACK NO! STOP, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" I screamed as he picked me up and carried me away. I tried to make as much noise as possible, but he soon grew tired of my screaming and flailing, so he gagged me and then knocked me out.

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Alex's POV~

When I came to, my phone was gone, and so was Jack. "Shit!" I cursed as I struggled to get up. I had to find him before he....nevermind. I had to find him. Quick. I knew what happened when he was drunk.

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Savannah's POV~

When I regained consciousness, I was in a beige room by the beach, naked and tied to a bed. Well, at least the view was nice. A breeze came in through the opened window, and I shivered. Suddenly, the memories of how I got there flooded my mind, and I began to scream again.

Jack walked into the room in nothing but a towel, smirking. "Oh good, you're awake. But shh, you'll make the neighbors think there's something wrong," he smirked, dropping the towel. "There is something wrong you sick freak! I'm underage!" I screamed, realizing what he was going to do. "Now, now, that never stopped you and Alex, did it?" he said, coming closer to me. I struggled against the ropes but it was no use. I stopped resisting, not like it was the first time.

He smiled as he crawled on top of me. "Good girl," he whispered, stroking my cheek. He pressed his disgusting lips to mine and I felt hot tears run down my face as he pushed into me. The tears kept flowing everytime he did it, until I saw his body react and I knew he was close. At least it would be over soon.

I cried out, hating every moment of the orgasm he forced. I felt him release into me and then he smiled, and slowed his thrusts. "I fucking hate you Jack Barakat," I sobbed, and he grinned again. "Oh, Savannah, no reason to be bitter," he said, running his hands over my body. I began to struggle again. "You've had your way, now let me go, you-" I started but I was interrupted.


"YOU FUCKING BASTARD, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" screamed a fuming Vic from the doorway, and he launched himself at Jack, pushing him off of me. Alex showed up and ran to untie me. I was now sobbing uncontrollably, and Alex carried me to the bathroom and wrapped me in a blanket. "I'm so sorry I didn't get here sooner baby, oh my God....did he already....?" he asked, and I nodded and my body convulsed violently as I leaned over to vomit in the toilet next to me. Alex held back my hair and rubbed my back. I faintly heard police sirens and figured either Vic killed Jack, or Jaime had called the police on him. Either way was fine by me.

When I couldn't vomit anymore, I wiped my mouth and Alex helped me stand up. I rinsed my mouth out and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a mess. My hair was matted up, and my face was all puffy from crying. The cuts from last night (yes, it was about 7 am now, I was knocked out that long) were reddened and there were rope burns from where I tried to get away from Jack. I sobbed again, and Alex wrapped his arms around me. "Baby, I'm so sorry, I love you so much, this was the last thing I wanted....I'm sorry I didn't get here in time.." he said, and I looked at him. "Alex, babe, it's alright. You were knocked out. You couldn't have done anything, I'm alright..." I reassured him, then a police officer burst into the bathroom and pulled us apart.

"Mr. Gaskarth, you are under arrest for having a sexual relationship with a minor, you have the right to remain silent..." the officer said, as he put Alex in handcuffs. This couldn't be happening.

"NO! Alex, no! It was Jack you dumb fucks, not Alex! No!" I cried out, reaching for him, but another officer held me back. "Savannah, baby, it's alright. I'll be okay, everything will be alright. I love you!" he replied, as they dragged him out of the room. I quit flailing and sunk down to my knees, putting my head in my hands and sobbing harder. My whole life was falling apart right before my eyes. It was all crumbling right in my hands, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. Fuck my life.

Notes

So sorry that this stories getting shitty /.\ I kind of relapsed really bad last night and some things happened that I'm not proud of, but I promise I'll try to update more and make the story pick back up :/

~Shayde~