Chapter five: Part two

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"No... I don't think I will have to." I replied.

"Oh...?"

I slipped my hand up to her hips. She kept her eyes on mine.

"Ever play fire truck?" I asked her.

she shook her head. I smirked.

"When you want me to stop, say red light."

I held her back, and slipped a hand into her underwear.

"Red light."

"Firetrucks don't stop on red."

I kissed her passionately andshe groaned when I touched her leg.

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Bay's Pount of view:

"Stop." I wanted to say. "Let go." "You are hurting me." but I couldn't say any of it. There was no possible way. I was too weak.

So I groaned when he leaned against me, and I wimpered when he was forceful, but he wouldn't stop.

"James." I managed.

He finally got off of me and sat up on his knees.

I pulled my legs out from underneath him and sat up.

"You know..." he started. "I won't judge you, I won't hurt you, and you can trust me right?"

"Yeah,"

"Then why do you keep pushing me away?"

"I can't let you in too close yet... I mean, we aren't even established as a couple yet, and we almost went all the way how many times?"

He seemed to mull it over. "You have a point..."

"Just..." I started, but I stopped myself.

"Just?" he pushed.

"Just... talk to me." I said. It was as simple as that. You either talk to me, learn about me and understand me or you never will truely know about me.

"Okay."

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Jame's Point of View:

I wanted to kiss her, but she wanted to talk. I would talk to her. But I always say the wrong thing. I would do anything for her, but she wouldn't do the same for me? Would she?

I sat back in the tub as it sloshed with water.

"Oh my..." Bay gasped covering her eyes.

What? I looked down. Ship.

I got out of the tub and wrapped up in a towel.

"Not fair."

"I know. But you will live."

"You shouldn't have been looking."

"I don't regret it either." she smirked standing and grabbing a towel.

I turned and grabbed her. I unwrapped her and smirked.

"What?" she asked crossing her arms attempting to cover herself.

"Look at you, all gorgeous and shtuff."

"Liar." she frowned.

"If you weren't so amazing, would I want you so bad?"

"Josh might kill you..." she said as I reached for her neck and pushed her-gently- against the wall.

"He's a monkey..."

"He is very deffensive..."

"Shush." I ordered her.

She pressed her lips to mine

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Bay's Point of View:

Once again, I fell victim to his temptations. He brought me to the bed and began to kiss me.

His lips fell from mine, to my chest, to my stomach, to my waist and legs.

I moaned.

He held me tightly.

He pressed his lips against the scratches on the inside area of my legs, and worked his way up. I felt like he was worshipping me in some way.

I closed my eyes and waited for him to finish. I felt his snake bites sliding along my legs as he worked his way up.

I tried hard not to focus on him. He was trying to seduce me. It was working.

"Bay," I heard Brianna call in a sing-songy voice.

"Yeah?"

"You busy?" James looked at me.

"No," I replied.

"Come downstairs?"

"In a minute."

I stood up as if James wasn't even there, and I slipped into his black t-shirt and pajama pants like they were my own.

I stepped out of the room, followed by James who got into a pair of pants in seconds.

Two police officers and Dad were downstairs.

"Hi, Dad!" I ran to him.

"Bay..." he wrapped me in his arms.

"What's wrong?"

"Bay, " an officer said calmly. "Your father is still... alive..."

"What?!"

I backed away from them and into James' welcoming chest.

"He is alive and looking for you, My dear." Dad told me.

"Have you seen anyone? Your mom? Dad?" a fat white officer asked.

"No."

"Let us know if you do." said the tall skinny officer.

"James..." I whispered.

He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly from all the evil.

There was a bang on the door, and everyone stiffened.

To be continued...

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