:All You'll Ever Need: -- Beach

The f100 was driven as if hell were on her heels and closing fast, and in a sense it was. All hell had broken loose at home, with Aunt Sway showing up and then Momma and the man she was suppose to call father, a man that was suppose to be dead. Her mom had lied to her, straight up lied and her excuse? It’d been to protect her!?!? Bullshit, utter bullshit, if you cared for someone you didn’t lie to them, you told them the truth and found out if they had the balls enough to handle it. She’d forgotten to grab anything again in her haste to escape, leaving her purse and phone behind as she headed towards her second favorite hiding spot, Lover’s Point.

If anyone looked at her phone they’d have seen the multiple text messages that had come in over the past day and a half. They went as followed: Hey girl, where you at? Sent at noon the day before, followed by the next at two o’clock Hear you skipped town. Thought we were going to prom together? Neither had been answered back and by five o’clock the third one had come in You can’t lead a guy on like that then leave him high and dry. We had an arrangement. The final one came in maybe fifteen minutes after she’d fled the complex, it’s message left little to the imagination. I’m in town and I’ve come to collect.. The problem was, Desiree didn’t know this and she had no way of knowing she’d very well be driving into an ambush should Derek or his two lackeys, Jimmy or Mark, find her.

The sleek black truck made the climb up to Lover’s Point without problems, sounding like a raging storm was coming, much like the one raging within her head at the moment. The truck had been a readily available escape; El had left the keys in the ignition when they were working on the truck earlier and she’d taken it as a means to an end. She didn’t want to admit that Aunt Sway could be right, she didn’t want to see the look of pain her words had caused her mother, and she sure as hell didn’t want to hear that tone of pleading she’d caught in Elden’s voice, right before she’d thrown it all to the wind and said things she’d never be able to talk back, things that were sure to scar the people she’d said them to for years to come.

She’d regret it later, when the anger had died and she’d come off the adrenaline rush, but till then she’d fume and curse and continue to reign down ill wishes on all involved, as she shifted into the next gear as she got to the final part of her ascension to the peak and resting spot she often traveled too. Pulling the truck to a halt at the edge under a massive oak tree, Desiree killed the engine and got out, pushing the door shut with a little more force than needed before stomping to the overlook spot and staring out at the ocean below. She stood there grasping the fence before she filled her lungs with air and then let it go with a loud scream. The frustration was still present but the action had eliminated some of it, as eyes were wiped clean and face rubbed against the sleeve of her shirt when she heard the sound of another vehicle approaching.

The black Escalade with murdered out specs pulled up next to Elden’s truck, Desiree turning to see who it was, though the setting sun was in her eyes and the headlights didn’t help, though they were dimmed and the passenger door opened followed soon after by the driver’s and the guy who stepped out made Desiree blink in surprise, her already heightened senses going into overdrive. ”Derek?” confusion evident as she saw the other two who had gotten out of the massive vehicle were his two followers, Jimmy and Mark. ”Surprised to see me?” Question given as the brown haired chap made his way forward, the polo shirt a contrasting blue to the khaki pants he wore, accenting his blue eyes. He looked good, the problem was he knew it and had used it to is advantage. ”I didn’t realize you knew where my home town was.” Careful response given as she leaned against the rail of the fence, refusing to move towards him, but realizing she was also cornered if he came closer. Seems Derek knew this as he moved forward with both of the others flanking him at the sides.

They were the pride of The Knox School and yet here in the setting sun Desiree seemed to compare them to a gang of hyenas. ”Got it from your file, you failed to give it to me when you gave your number, though now that I’ve seen the place I don’t blame you. It’s rather drab.” The snub was obvious but Desiree didn’t take the bait, she’d been avoiding this group of boys for the past month of her existence at the boarding school and it seemed even that had been in vain. ”Seems like a lot of work just to say hello, especially when I’ve already told you I wasn’t interested in going to prom with you or anyone for that matter.” Jimmy chuckled at this, brown hair and matching brown eyes making him a charmer, in truth when Derek left at the end of the year he’d be the reigning king, as he was a year behind Mark or Desiree, but the fact he followed like a loyal pup to the man made him less appealing. Their little conversation had been innocent enough, for now, but Derek was moving closer and Desiree found herself pressing against the railing of the outlook to try and avoid him as he spoke, hand reaching to touch her cheek. ”I don’t think you understand Desiree, I’m a man who…” fingertips tracing her jaw line, before capturing her chin and turning her head to face him, ”doesn’t take no for an answer.” He dipped his head then, planting a firm and overpowering kiss, the touch unromantic and possessive, demanding for all the wrong reasons. Desiree reacted in the only way she knew how she slapped him…hard.

The action set off a chain of events that Desiree couldn’t have predicted, one second she was standing upright and the next she was slung over Derek’s shoulder and being hauled towards the Escalade at alarming speed. ”You bitch! I was prepared to wine and dine you, to woo you like the others before, but you had to go and be difficult.” She fought then, kicking and screaming for him to let her go, punching his back and flailing her legs in an attempt to escape…nearly causing him to drop her before the tanned hands of Mark closed over her legs keeping her immobile. ”I told you I don’t want you, I’ve never wanted you. I’m saving myself for someone else you pigheaded mongrel!” ”She’s a fighter.” the voice of Jimmy heard over the shuffle of feet as the Escalade's back was opened up and she was dumped inside. ”You promise we can have seconds right?” This time it was Mark’s voice and brown eyes grew wide as she screamed louder, finally realizing that this wasn’t some odd kidnap to take her back to prom but an actual attempt at raping her! ”No! Hell no! Get off me!” Feet that had been let go when she was tossed into the back lifting up and racking Jimmy who’d been moving into the back to hold her arms, the boy grabbing his crotch and falling to the ground cursing violently.

”Dude, do something!” Derek yelled as he moved to pin her down, pressing his body to hers pinning her to the carpeted back panels and clamping his mouth over hers to silence her screams. Tearing at her shirt, fabric ripping on one sleeve as he tried to unclothe her without giving her any room to move. She bite him this time and was rewarded with a backhand to the face, a hand moving to her jaw as she tasted blood from the blow her eyes tearing up as she stared at the man turned demon above her. ”You’ll never get away with this.” Words coming out through clenched teeth as she continued to fight back the tears, unwilling to show him emotion as she felt his hands working on her jeans despite her best efforts to stop him. ”Dude give me your knife.” Derek called to Mark, needing the object to cut the fabric, why save the jeans when he could get them off in less time and effort. ”You might want to stay still, unless you want me to cut you with this.” Knife flicked open and used to remove the buttons of her jeans and belt, before Mark called from outside.

Mark was helping Jimmy up off the ground when heard another car approaching, fast. ”Hey man I think we’ve got company.” ”Well don’t just stand there stall them!” Knife tossed back to Mark as he and Jimmy moved to intercept the driver of the mustang that had pulled up. Desiree screamed from inside and was silenced by another kiss as hands pressed down on her shoulders to keep her still. ”Shhhh.”