Ok…. before you read any further, I must warn you: This chapter contains a somewhat graphic rape scene. I don't want any nasty reviews. If you don't like graphic, then feel free to skim past that part. I marked the start of the graphic stuff with a line, and then another line when I think it's safe to read again.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT. I just like to borrow them to play with sometimes.


"Ok Leah, I'll call you tomorrow!" I yelled to my friend from the doorway of my house. Me and a few of my friends; Jessica, Lauren, Mike, Tyler, Seth, and Leah, had spent the day in Seattle shopping, in the guys case eating and standing around all day, and then we had gone to a movie and drove home. It was now almost 11pm as I entered my house and was surprised to find that my father Charlie was not standing there to greet me like he normally did.

I shrugged it off thinking he must have gone to bed early. I worked my way to the kitchen because I was starving and thought that Pringles sounded really good right now. I rummaged through the cabinet. They had to be around here somewhere.

"Ah hah!" I exclaimed to myself as I found them hiding in the back. I turned with Pringles in hand with the intention of going upstairs, but was met with a sight that would forever be seared into my brain.

My father was laying on the floor on the other side of the kitchen, surrounded in blood, with what looked like two bullet holes in the middle of his chest. There was about 5 seconds that I was frozen in fear and disbelief and then I went to scream, but before that could happen, a large hand came around and clamped over my mouth.

"Don't you fucking make a sound bitch. If you do, you'll end up right next to him over there." A man whispered menacingly into my ear. All I could do was nod, I was to afraid to do anything else.

"Hey, why don't you take care of the trash and I'll find something to do with the pretty girl here." He called to someone I couldn't see.

"Sure thing, but after I'm done can I come up and play a little too?" A mans voice called back.

"Sure why not? I think you deserve to have a little fun." The man holding me chuckled darkly. I was really scared by what they meant when they said 'fun'. How could I have missed that the people that had murdered my father only minutes ago were still in my house?

The man dragged me upstairs and into my bedroom. He paused for a moment in the doorway and then threw me down on my bed. The man just stood there staring at me, looking me up and down.

"How old are you?" His question came out of the blue, so I jumped, startled.

"I-I'm 17" I stuttered out to him. He looked to be thinking about something for a moment, then a dark sneer lit his face.

"Are you virgin as well?" He asked. What? Why would he want to know that? Something like that was supposed to be private. Apparently, I took to long thinking about his question.

"I asked, are you a virgin?" He nearly barked at me.

"Yes, I am" I whispered. I wondered if he had heard me, until he smiled and started laughing like a lunatic.

Just then the other man from downstairs came in the door. He looked between me and the lunatic, before asking what his deal was.

"She's still a virgin. I was thinking of the fun we could have taking care of that for her." He laughed out.

My already pale face somehow went even paler. I may be a virgin, but I'm not stupid. These men were going to rape me. I started to panic, my eyes began darting around the room for any signs of a way to escape.

"Mmmmm…. that does sound like a lot of fun James." The man considered. James. So that was the name of the laughing lunatic.

I couldn't take it anymore. I had to try and run, it was probably a stupid thing to do, but I didn't care. I had to do something to try to get away.

Unwilling to just sit around and talk about my upcoming rape, I jumped up off the bed and made a run for the door. I didn't make it very far.

"No, no, no, get away from me!" I screamed at the man as he caught up with me. He managed to tackle me to the ground because once again, I was too slow.

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"You really shouldn't try running from me bitch, although it does make it a bit more fun for me" He sneered into my ear.

James threw me back onto the bed where the other man was now waiting shirtless and climbed on top of me. Tears were running unchecked down my face as I tried to back away from him, but the other man grabbed both my wrists and pinned them down on the bed. There was no escaping now. James cut open my shirt with a pocket knife to expose my black lace bra.

"Oh, look Jake, the little whore likes to wear sexy underwear. I think she'll like this then. She dresses like a slut, so we're gonna treat her like one." He laughed out at the other man, Jake I now knew. I didn't dress like a slut, I was wearing jeans and a tank top for Christ's sake.

He ripped my bra apart and my breasts came into view. James licked his lips and dipped his head down to take a nipple into his mouth. He sucked on it harshly and bit into it. I screamed in pain but Jake slapped me across my face and James only bit my nipple harder. I was sobbing so hard I couldn't see straight, they just ignored me.

"P-please s-s-stop, I don't w-want to do this." I managed to say through my sobbing.

"Shut up whore, I know you'll like this, just let us work our magic." He growled at me. I didn't like the sound of that at all. Jake's hands gripped my wrists harder, almost to the point of breaking them I'm sure.

James continued to lick and bite my breasts as his hand moved down to the button on my jeans. I tried to squirm away from him but Jake held me in place. James managed to unbutton my pants and he slid them down my legs and threw them to the floor.

"Jake, you know you can play with her to if you want." James said to the other man as he was crawling back up and settled between my legs.

"Mmmm… I think I will." Jake laughed. He took both my wrists into one of his hands while with the other he reached down and began to fondle my breasts. I knew that all I could do was lay here and cry. So that was what I did, I laid there and sobbed as they raped me. I had tried to run once but they had only caught me and dragged me back.

"Ahhh…. fuck man she's got amazing tits." Jake moaned out as he pinched an rolled my sore and now bloody nipples between his fingers.

James just laughed and ripped my panties off.

"Look man, she shaves her pussy bare too. I knew this one was a slut." I don't know why but at that moment I was cursing Lauren for having talked me into that bikini wax earlier today. My thoughts were cut off when James plunged 2 of his fingers into me. It hurt like a bitch and I screamed out in pain.

"Fuck she's tight. And to think this is just with my fingers, I can't wait to get my cock in there." He grunted out as he pumped his fingers painfully in and out of me. I was sobbing loudly and begging them to stop the whole time.

"Fuck we need to find a way to shut her up. All of her blubbering is getting annoying." Jake complained. James stopped what he was doing and seemed to be thinking for a moment. Then a sneer lit up his face.

"I know just the thing, but we need to find something to tie her hands with." He said as he climbed off me and began to search the room for something. I tried to jump up but Jake still held my wrists firmly in place. James returned with what looked like a purple tie.

"Here, we can use this. Move her so she's kneeling on the ground. Now lean her over the bed. Yeah, like that. Sit on the bed in front of her….. perfect." He instructed Jake. He reached down and tied my hands behind my back. I was situated so that I was kneeling on the ground by the side of the bed, with my front half bent over it and my hand tied behind my back. The thing that really got to me was Jake was sitting so that my face was in his very naked lap. To my horror, I suddenly realized how they were going to muffle my cries.

James knelt down behind me and fisted his hand in my hair and ranked my head back. "Ok now, I want you to be a good little slut and suck his cock while I fuck you. If you bite him you will wish that you never existed. You understand?" He hissed. I wasn't capable of any words so I nodded my head slightly.

"Good, now get to work." He released my hair and shoved my face into Jake's lap. I had never given a man a blowjob, hell I hadn't even touched a guy down here before, so I slowly and fearfully took just his head into my mouth. The second I did Jake's hand was on my head and he pushed my mouth all the way down to the base of his penis. I gagged and started to silently cry as he lifted my head back up by my hair and repeated the process.

"Mmmmm… fuck…. she's good at sucking cock." he moaned as he pushed my head up and down.

By then James had taken all of his clothes off and was once again behind me. He placed his dirty hands between my legs and moved them apart. I couldn't tell what he was doing, but all of a sudden I felt something wet on my…. down there. After a moment I realized it must be his tongue. He was licking and sucking on me and for some reason, my body began to respond. I didn't understand it, my mind was screaming no! loudly and repeatedly, but it seemed my body had other ideas.

The only sounds that could be heard were Jake's moans, my whimpers, and a sucking sound coming from James licking me. Suddenly, James grabbed my hips and yanked me back into his face, sucking and licking me faster and harder. Unable to hold it in any longer, I moaned from around Jake's penis and began to cry even harder. I couldn't understand why I felt the way I did, in my mind and heart I hated every single thing they were doing and I tried to stop, but my body was responding anyway. I was so scared and confused.

James kept up his actions and I was so ashamed when my hips began rock. I could feel something building in the pit of my stomach and I realized that he was going to make me orgasm.

Jake started to buck his hips up into my face and pushed my head down harder and I was gagging and my mouth was so sore.

James was gripping my legs so hard I was sure they would be showing bruises within a hour. He kept up licking me and it felt like a fire was burning in my stomach until it suddenly spread through the rest of my body. I tried to resist the feeling and fight it but it was no use. I moaned because of it and whimpered and sobbed out of the humiliation of this man that was raping me was giving me an orgasm.

I felt James sit up behind me. "Ha, look at that you whore, you did enjoy that." He laughed at me and smacked me across my butt hard enough I was sure his handprint would show up soon. I started to sob harder and tried to move my head back from Jake but he was too strong.

I felt James's penis being pressed against me and then all of a sudden he rammed into me, breaking through my barrier. I screamed around Jakes penis and it was all I could do to not bite down from the pain. He didn't pause once he was inside of me so I could adjust to him, he only pulled back out quickly and then pounded back into me repeatedly. It felt like he was tearing me apart, I was sure that I was bleeding.

This kept up for a few minutes when all of a sudden, Jake started moaning and cursing loudly as he pushed and held my head all the way down on his penis. His penis started to squirt thick, salty liquid into my mouth and I was forced to swallow it all. James was still pounding into me savagely, grunting and moaning like an animal. I was in so much pain from his actions, everything below my waist burned and ached- even my feet.

Jake had removed himself from my mouth, but I didn't dare start to cry loudly again, afraid of anything else they might do to me because of it. So I settled with the never ending stream of silent tears running down my face.

James finally finished inside of me with a loud grunt. He pulled out and moved away from me and Jake got up from the edge of the bed. Jake hauled me up by my arm and threw me down on the bed, throwing himself on top of me. He pushed himself in between my thighs and thrust into me painfully.

I wanted to scratch and hit him, but my hands were still tied tightly behind my back. He continued to work himself in and out of me roughly, grunting and moaning the entire time.

I finally let my sobs ring out, no longer caring what they would do to me for it. Other than him painfully and ruthlessly raping me, it was really frightening to have this big man pinning me down to the bed, no way for me to escape. That in its self was incredibly traumatizing. He kept thrusting into me for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes.

"Uggh, fuck!" Jake grunted above me as he finished. He collapsed on top of me and was making it impossible for me to breathe. I'm sure if he doesn't get off of me soon, he was going to break a rib or two.

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He finally moved off of me and pushed me off the bed so I was laying on my side on the floor, with my hands still tied behind my back. I pulled my knees up to my chest even though it caused me pain to do so. All I could do was lay there and shiver as I watched them put their clothes back on. I could feel the blood trickle down from in-between my legs and my entire body throbbed painfully.

Once they had finally finished putting their clothes on, Jake walked over to me and stood over me, staring down.

"What should we do with her?" He asked James.

"I guess we can take her to the boss, he'll find something for her to do." He chuckled like what he had just said was some inside joke. Jake nodded his head in agreement and bent down to grab my arm. I recoiled from his hand and whimpered. He just laughed and hauled me up off the floor. If he hadn't been holding me up I would have collapsed from the amount of pain shooting through my legs from trying to stand on them.

Jake practically dragged me out of the room and down the stairs with James close behind. Tears were flowing freely down my face from the intense throbbing between my legs as we walked. We stopped at the front door for a moment when James walked up behind me and threw a blanket around me. I flinched away from him.

They then brought me outside and Jake threw me into the backseat of a black Buick as James got into the drivers seat. I laid sideways across the seat and the pain, exhaustion, and fear finally overcame me and I was engulfed in darkness.

Chapter 1 finished, now onto chapter 2! Yay! I know that may have been a bit graphic for some of you, but I assure you that it was necessary for the rest of the story.

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