Why Must You
"I don’t get what you’re saying Brad. I just don’t get it", says a very confused Cassandra. Brad and Cassandra were dating and Brad was trying desperately to end they’re six year relationship. "Listen it just isn’t working for us, ok? You’re a great girl and all but I’ve met this other really cool girl named Hillary and she’s just to perfect for me". "So...what you’re saying is you don’t want me anymore because I’m not perfect enough for you? So the last six years meant nothing to you? I gave you the best six years of my life and now you’re dumping me for some big-breasted bimbo"? "A. Hillary isn’t a bimbo and she hasn’t got boobs. And secondly we only had sex once in six years. That’s a long time to be dating and not having sex. Besides Hillary isn’t a green like you. At least she puts out". "Oh so she’s not only a bimbo but she’s a slut too? You and I only had sex once, that’s true, but I told you why. I told you I wasn’t ready for that sort of commitment yet. And that was 2 months ago. Besides you didn’t tell me something". "What did I not tell you"? "You didn’t tell the condom broke". "You mean your-" "That’s right jackass". "You have to be kidding me Cassandra Renee. You can’t be pregnant". "Yes I am and now you can either make our child a bastard or marry me". Brad sits down on the ground and rocks back and forth trying to pretend that this isn’t happening. Cassandra sits next to him and puts her tiny hand on his knee and apologizes to him with her eyes. Brad kisses her softly on the head and stands up. "I’ve decided to mold our child into a child in holy wedlock. Even though we fight I must say that there isn’t anyone else in the world I’d rather spend the rest of my life with". "Oh come on Rachel you know that’s not what happens when a couple of teens become pregnant. I mean sure they fight but no they don’t make up just because they don’t want their kid to be a bastard child". "Ditto Rachel. That stories more fake than Mr. Knapp’s hair". "Well what do you think happens since you think what I think is so bogus"? Rachel said looking at her friends Heather and Michelle. Heather and Michelle look from Rachel to each other and then back to Rachel. "Abortion". "Abortion? But that’s illegal! You can’t do that in the United States"! "No not legally but it can be done". Heather pointed out. "Didn’t I just point that out you spaz"? "Yes but I was just helping you get your point across to poor dumb blonde Michelle". "Hey you’re one to talk Little Miss. Blonde who dyes her hair Red". "Okay girls that’s enough insults for the night. Go to bed". "Okay mom". When the door shuts the three girl’s tear off their robes exposing their mini skirts and halter tops. "Are we ready girls?", Heather asked. The two other girls simply nod their heads and follow Heather to the window. They all look out to find Jacob, James, and David sitting in a Mustang convertible smiling up at them. the three girls open the window quietly hoping not to wake Rachel’s mother. They each shimmy down the water pipe and run to the car. Heather and James kiss once before climbing into the back seat. Michelle and David hug and then kiss and slide into the backseat. Jacob and Rachel sit in the front. Jacob starts the car and heads east towards the hang out known as Lover’s Point. It’s a point that overlooks the entire town. "Rachel you do know that we don’t have to do anything like those four in the back don’t you. I’m not going to rush you if you don’t rush me", Jacob said while watching the road. "I won’t rush you". "Good". Jacob continues driving for another 10 minutes before they reach the point. "Everyone out of my car NOW!", James said yelling at the top of his lungs. Everyone filed out and James put the top down on the car and locked the doors. 5 minutes later the windows were so foggy you couldn’t see in them. Michelle and David ran off into a remote area and said they’d walk home. They both disappeared into the night giggling and whispering in German back in forth. Rachel and Jacob decided to sit on the edge of the point and talk about how Michelle and Heather were going to be pregnant by morning. That was when Jacob leaned over and gave Rachel a kiss. His hands started moving up to her breasts. She moaned under her breath. He then placed one hand ever so lightly on cunt. He slipped his hand up her skirt feeling her, playing with her. Rachel reached her hand up to his shoulder and then slide it down his muscular body to his growing erection. Jacob moaned as Rachel unbuttoned his jeans, exposing his damp playboy boxers. Jacob slide his fingers under Rachel’s now damp thong and played with the hair of her cunt. "Do you want to go somewhere a little less open?", Jacob asked breathily. Rachel simply nodded. Jacob led Rachel to a seculded area near a patch of trees. There lying on the ground was a blanket. "You planned this?" Jacob put his head down and said, "Yes". Rachel was both disgusted and surprised at the same time. 'How could he have planned all this without my knowledge?' "I'm sorry Rachel. You can dump me right here and now if you like. I'd completely understand." "Why would I want to do something like that? You're the first guy I've ever had a real relationship with that wasn't based upon whether or not we were going to have sex. You understand that I'm not ready to make that kind of commitment to one person." "And you understand that I want to spend the rest of my life with you." "What?" "Oh I didn't mean to say that out loud. Did I say that outloud?" "Yes you did." Rahel walked over to Jacob who still had his head down, and lifted it with her forefinger. She tilted her head a little and gave him a soft kiss. "Jacob, I really like you but I can't just automatically be in love with you after dating you for only a few months. And I'm not going to give you some when I'm just not ready to have kids or a serious relationship." "I don't want kids either but I do want you" Jacob said putting his cold hands on Rachel's back pulling her toward him. "But I suppose for you I can wait... 5 minutes." Rachel's eyes went blood shot. Was he serious or was he kidding around? Was he going to rape her? Should she try to run? Should she try calling her mom? What was going to happen. "Can I go to the bathroom?" "Only if I can go with you." "I'm sorry Jacob but that's a thing a girl must do alone." Rachel got Jacob to let go of her just long enough for her to go to the bathroom. As soon as she was done he grabbed her from behind and said "5 minutes is up." Jacob dragged Rachel back to where the blanket was set up. Rachel started refusing him. Out of nowhere Jacob grabbed a knife and told her if she screamed that he'd slit her throat from ear lobe to ear lobe. Jacob ripped Rachel's skirt and her halter top in two swift tugs. He held her down with one hand while he removed his jeans and boxers. He didn't bother removing his shirt, he knew Rachel wouldn't enjoy this. He ripped off her under garments and with great force began raping her. Rachel thought about screaming but who would come to help her. There wasn't anyone for miles, her friends were screwing and they wouldn't be able to hear her. But then she thought there was a slight chance that one of them would be done by now. So Rachel let out the biggest half bloody murder half pleasure scream hoping they'd be able to tell the difference without alarming Jacob. The next thing Jacob knew David and James were pulling him off of Rachel. They could obviously tell that he was raping her since his shirt was still on. Heather and Michelle gave Rachel a robe and tried to comfort her while James and David hauled Jacob off to a tree to tie him up. Half an hour later the cops were at the scene and they were questioning Rachel about what had happened. Heather, David, James, and Michelle were all sitting in the convertable. "Tell me again what were your friends doing when your friend Jacob raped you." "I don't exactly know." Rachel hears Heather scream and turns to find James, David, Heather, Michelle, and all the cops except the detective dead. Their throats slit from ear lobe to ear lobe. She then turns back to where the detective was to find his throat slit from ear lobe to ear lobe. She stands and starts to back away when she runs into something. It grabs her and holds something sharp to her right ear lobe. "I told you not to scream." Rachel screams and there are two gunshots fired into the quiet, dark night.
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