Triple Threat (30 page)

“Get out!” I screamed at the man in the doorway. I jumped up and ran to a window that led to the fire escape. The apartment door slammed and before I knew it, I was lifted off the floor. I kicked and flailed as much as I could.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I must have hit the speaker button on my phone.

I shouted as loud as I could. “Chad, help me! Let go of me!” I yelled as I tried to kick him. “Chad, please! He won’t put me down!”

“God, who, baby?”

“Chad!” I screamed again, crying hard as he threw me on the couch. “Chad, he’s gonna rape me!”

“Shut up!” the guy yelled as he smacked my face.

Then he pinned my hands and legs down as I cried and screamed, terrified. Suddenly, he ripped off my panties. I wailed, “Don’t touch me!”

Then I struggled hard to get out of his grip. I was sure that was going to be the worst night of my life. I tried to think of something to save myself. When his grip loosened on one hand, I reached up and scratched his face.

“Fucking bitch!”

I screamed again while he tore my blouse off. “Chad, hurry!”

“Baby, I’m coming. Please hold on. Get the fuck off of her!”

I swung my claws at him again, just getting his nose. “Stay still, whore!” He slapped me again and then ripped my bra off.

He forced my legs open and pinned my hands again. Then he slid his hand all over my body, before pushing a few fingers into me. I just cried and screamed. “He’s touching me! Please don’t do this.”

Then I recognized him. I had seen him at a bunch of our shows. He’d always wanted to go out with me, but he creeped me out. He must have been watching me that night. He started to get up, so I closed my legs tightly. Then I saw him opening his pants and I screamed louder.

“Don’t you wish you went out with me now, bitch?”

“Please, no!” I cried out as he took his hard cock out.

Just as he had pried my legs open again, Chad burst in the door and pulled him off me. Then Chad laid him out with one perfect punch.

Within seconds, I was in Chad’s arms and wearing his shirt. “It’s OK, Crystal. I’m right here. He won’t hurt you. I’m sorry I didn’t walk you upstairs.”

I shook with fear. I couldn’t even speak. I had never felt so afraid in my life. I clung to him, still crying. I couldn’t shake the fact that if Chad had come seconds later, it would have been too late.

Then there was a knock. “Police! We’re coming in.”

Chad let me go, but I was too terrorized to let go of him. He caressed my hair and said, “My baby girl, I’m not leaving. I’ll be a few feet away.”

I slowly released him, tears still falling fast. I closed my eyes, trying to forget. Soon, Chad had me on his lap and a cop was in front of us.

“Do you know the man who attacked you, ma’am?”

I looked up at him. “I met him at a few gigs.”

The officer picked up my tattered blouse with a gloved hand. “Did he tear this off you?”

I buried my head in Chad’s chest and started to cry again. “Yes,” I wailed, seeing it happening again in my mind. “Chad, please get me outta here.”

He kissed my cheek. “Soon, baby, I promise.”

There were more questions, my torn clothes were bagged and someone scraped under my nails. It was like a blur until EMTs tried to take me to the hospital.

“No. Please, Chad! Don’t make me,” I begged, clinging to him.

“Baby, let them do this.”

I started screaming. “No. No doctors. I’m not going. Let me go! I won’t go. No. Please, Chad. Don’t let them take me.” Then they let me go.

When we were alone, Chad tried to let me go, but I had a death grip on him. “Baby, you have no clean clothes at my place.”

“No. I wanna leave now!”

Once in his van, I noticed the tears in his eyes. He kissed my lips softly. “I’m so sorry, baby.” Soon enough, he was carrying me into his room. He put me on his bed and took my shoes off. Then he sat next to me. “What can I do, baby?”

I pulled him down on top of me, knowing he could keep me safe. I clung to him while he held me. I felt like his love was all around me, protecting me. At that moment, I realized he saved me from a monster. Then I started crying again. I was so grateful and felt even closer to him.

“I won’t let it happen again, baby,” he assured me softly. Then I felt his cock hardening against me. He quickly moved and lay down next to me. “I’m here for you. But this is the wrong time to want you.”

I turned and kissed my rescuer on the lips. Chad kissed me back at first then pulled back. “Crystal, you’re just scared. Just let me hold you so you can get some sleep.” He kissed my forehead and pulled me closer to him.

I began to cry yet again, realizing my life had changed. I was afraid to ever go back to my apartment. I started to shake with fear again as I realized how confused I was from what happened to me. I screamed as I saw it again in my head.

“It’s OK,” I heard Chad say quietly. “He won’t get you again. I promise.” He kissed my cheek. “I’m here.” I cried myself to sleep in Chad’s arms.

I woke up on my back, confused. I was still in last night’s clothes. Or was I? The night before was just a blur and I couldn’t sort it out for some reason.

There was a hand on my breast, over my top. I reached out and put my hand through what I knew was Chad’s hair. I smiled, glad to be with my best friend.

He was lying on his side and had his leg over mine. As soon as I stirred, just a little, he started to move his hips over me. I gently touched his back as his cock stiffened. Then he pushed up my shirt and touched my bare breast. Instantly turned on, I kissed him.

Suddenly, he was on top of me and kissed me back passionately. His kisses moved to my neck and I needed him, worse than ever before. I undid his pants and pulled his hard cock out. Within seconds, he slid his body down and shoved into me. I had no panties
or
bra on? That was weird.

The thought was lost when he made my body quiver with pleasure immediately. I screamed as I dug my nails into his back from ecstasy. He felt so amazing, better than ever and I felt like our bond had gotten deeper.

I thought,
What changed between us?
I didn’t know what was happening. I felt so strongly for him, like we were interconnected, one mind and body. It was something I hadn’t felt with Chad in months.

But my thoughts were put aside again, when he went faster. I cried out his name loudly. Then I screamed again and clung to him, completely overwhelmed by my emotions. Quickly, he pulled out and called out my name as I felt a bit of ejaculate hit my thigh.

His eyes were still closed as he dropped back onto me. “Chad, are you sleeping again? Chad, wake up.”

After calling his name for several more minutes, he opened his handsome eyes and looked at me. He had a puzzled look on his face. “Why are my pants open?” He moved a little. I felt his cock growing again and then he was almost inside me.

I felt a shiver run through me, as his hips shifted and he was inside me again. “Chad, you had sex with me in your sleep again.” I felt my breath quicken with the memory. “Either do it again or pull out please. You feel so good.”

He pushed further in as he took his hair out of his ponytail. He blinked his eyes several times, looking very out of it. “I was doing it in my sleep again? I wish I could stop that.”

I moaned when I felt him slide over a sensitive area within me. Then I cried out. “Please, Chad, fuck me! I want you so much!” He continued to slowly move inside me.

“I love you, baby.”

Then he finally started again, thrusting slowly and purposefully. His hair fell all around me as his cock stroked me inside. My body reacted to each thrust as my heart did to each kiss. It was not fucking; he was making love to me.

After just a short while, I screamed his name. It was the most intense climax that ever had played out inside of me. I raked my nails across his back as he started to move his hips up with each thrust, stimulating my clit.

It felt so good that tears came to my eyes. It seemed like a dream. I reached up and pulled his hair, which made him moan. I was filled with love for him for the first time. It didn’t make sense, but felt so right. When I stopped thinking about it, my back arched and I cried out to him again.

“I love you, baby,” he whispered again as his hands caressed my skin. His cock slowly drove in and out.

I opened my mouth to say…

No, I couldn’t tell him that. Did I love him too? I closed my eyes, trying to bury those words that could break Chad’s heart. I had to know I meant it, to say it as we made love.

“Baby… oh… oh, God… baby… Crystal!”

I grabbed him tightly as my insides trembled yet again while I felt his cock start to throb. He quickly pulled out, almost too late. I was shaking out of control and couldn’t let him go.

He came down so he could hold me closer. “I love you so much,” he softly said in my ear.

“I…” Quickly, I closed my mouth, after almost saying it again.

We clung to each other as both of our bodies continued to tremble. I still felt connected to him, nothing like ever before. Something changed. Maybe it was the reason I was in his bed.

“I’m sorry, baby.” I felt tears falling on me.

I looked up at him. “For what? That was amazing.”

“After last night…” He sniffled. “I shouldn’t have done this. I’m so sorry. Please don’t hate me.”

“What did you do last night?”

He got up and had a serious look on his face. “You don’t remember last night?”

“No.”

He lay down next to me and pulled me close to him on my side then held my hands. “Do you remember me dropping you off at your house and someone breaking in?”

His words cut through me like a knife. Memories flooded back all at once. I couldn’t understand why I didn’t remember it all before. How could I have forgotten something that terrible so fast? I wished I could forget again. My body started to shake and I screamed in terror.

Chad crushed me against his body. “I’m right here, Crystal. It’s OK.”

I could feel his dick against my leg, and I whimpered.

“I’m so sorry.” He let me go so he could pull his pants up. Then he held me again. He knew me too well. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make this worse for you. I should’ve stopped myself. I’m sorry.” He kissed my forehead as tears ran down his face. “I love you, Crystal. I could never hurt you, ever.”

I started to cry as I continued to shake. I clung to him, afraid to let go. “Chad, I don’t wanna ever go back.”

“You don’t have to. We’ll figure this out,” he assured me. “It’s gonna be OK. I’ll get your clothes and you can stay here. It’s morning already. I’m gonna call Giovanni and ask him to help us out.”

He tried to pull away from me, I was too afraid to let him go. He pried one of my hands off of him and turned onto his back. Then he reached out and grabbed his phone from the nightstand.

“Giovanni, I need you to come over as soon as you can. I’ll explain later.” He paused. “It’s important, man. We need you.” Pause. “Not on the phone.” Then Chad looked at me. “He’ll be here, OK? I’m so sorry.”

He didn’t let me go, and I was grateful. I was so mixed-up. Besides the fear from my attack, I was torn about Chad. I had never felt so close to him before, but we shouldn’t have had sex at all. Not after what I went through. I didn’t understand my own feelings.

“I’m so sorry, baby.” He caressed my cheek.

I knew he would never try to hurt me. I trusted him with my life. His tears were breaking my heart, but what happened was hard to forget. I was not sure if I could spend another night with him, knowing he couldn’t hold back when he knew I needed him to.

Suddenly, my mind started merging the two incidents. I saw that guy touching me and then Chad over me. I closed my eyes and cried harder, worried I could never look at my best friend again the same way.

“I didn’t mean to make it worse, baby. I’m so sorry. I love you.” He started stroking my hair, which slowly calmed me. “Try to sleep, baby, please. It’ll be better when you wake up.”

I woke up to a hand touching my bare leg. I jumped and opened my eyes. It was Giovanni. He was sitting on the bed.

“I was just pulling your skirt down. I could see up it.” He touched my cheek. “Chad told me what that guy did to you. I’m sorry. Are you OK?” He didn’t wait for an answer, just continued on nervously. “What can I do? Should I hold you? Or is that too much for you? Are you too afraid for me to even touch you? What do I do?”

I heard and felt a range of emotions in him. His eyes held sadness. I sensed anger, anxiety and worry in him and there was such tenderness in his tone.

I looked at him. “I don’t know.” I reached my hand out to him and he took it.

At that moment, I realized I hadn’t even thought of Giovanni since the gig the night before. Even when Chad called him, I clung to Chad, needing him. I started to feel a little guilty about that and the rest of the morning.

Interrupting my thoughts, Giovanni told me. “Chad’ll be back soon. He went to your place to get your panties and stuff.”

I started to cry as I saw in my head again why I had no panties on. Giovanni pulled me into his lap. “I’m right here. It’s OK.”

As he held me close to him, my tears stopped, from being in a place I wanted to be again. It was a bewildering feeling. The fear from the night before was still there, but Giovanni holding me made me feel like everything was going to be all right.

I relaxed in his arms. I loved him, but I thought I loved Chad too.
What do I do?
I asked myself in my head. I prayed for a sign to help me choose the right man.

Giovanni brushed the hair out of my face. “Crystal, I still don’t have a roommate. You can move in with me. I’ll keep you safe. Rosario’s room is clean and he left his furniture behind. You could leave all the reminders of last night behind. Me and Chad will get your stuff from your place for you. I know you’re afraid and I can help you. I’ll be in the next room every night if you need me. You’re my friend. I can’t abandon you.”

The last comment kind of hurt. I had always worried he didn’t feel the same way about me that I did about him, but I never heard him say it. I had thought things changed between us. I had felt he wanted more from our relationship. Was I wrong? He told me he thought of me as more than a lover. What did that really mean?