Warne Valley Academy

If someone can give me something good that will be good in the story, I'll figure out what to write an that means a new update.

 

.....update...coming...later. Much much later

 

The weekend seemed to fly by. Aria spent most of her time trying to figure out her schedule. Unlike the rest of her class, she had the disadvantage of not knowing her way around as well as the others. She spent hours walking the grounds, learning which ways were the fastest and most time saving. She walked from each class to the next learning her way around the buildings. Justin often accompanied her, saying little, but kissing her often. His hands traveled curiously over her body trying to find limits.

When Monday rolled around she already knew where to go. She dragged herself out of bed and jumped in the shower. Her hair dried straight but she ran her hair straightener through it to catch a few wavy strands. Justin would be waiting for her out front. She threw on a clean uniform and ran out the door just as Zeuss was frantically jumping up and down with frustration from messing up her makeup and having to start over again. She hurried down the hall and saw Justin's figure standing outside. He had also seen her coming and had opened the door for her.

Their lips were locked when she got outside, his hand resting on her butt as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. She should have been used to this, but quickly squirmed away. She always imagined every kiss as something that would send chills through her, but in a few short days, that feeling had gone. “Aria, baby, come on now.” He pleaded with her giving her the sweetest smile he had. He grabbed her around the waist as a few girls walked out of the dorms watching and giggling. “Don't worry about them. It's just you and me. How about skip classes today and come to town with me?”

“Justin, its the first day! I really should go, okay.” She tried to get out of his grip but he was holding her tighter now. He seemed to be growing angry. “Justin your hurting me. I don't belong to you, now let me go.”

“Your a little b****. And you do belong to me. I’m your damn boyfriend and that's how your gonna treat me. You still thinking bout that soldier? He's probably dead. Gone to war, and died. You realize that right? He wasn't headed home at all. Now give me a damn kiss you whore.” She was absolutely horrified at what he said. Pushing him away quickly, but then immediately regretting it as he slapped her across the face. He didn't even seem the least bit sorry, and instead forced his mouth over hers in a forceful kiss. He pulled away and looked at her. “I'm sorry baby. I didn't mean to do that. But you have to understand. I love you and you can never leave me. Do you understand? Do you? Look at me and answer the question.”

She hesitantly looked him in the eyes. What had been a raging storm of anger, had calmed to a sweet bitterness. She could still see a cruel sadistic smile in his eyes. She feared him. Something she had never thought would happen. She feared a man that promised her love. “I understand...I have to go to class though. Please Justin.” She felt so meek, so under his control. He smiled at her, this time he was being sincere in his kindness, finally satisfied. That was how a few weeks went. She did as he told her, but when he tried to get her to skip she would find a way to beg him and convince him she truly needed and wanted to go. But in return she was all his at the end of the day. They spent more time together than she liked, but she knew he would hurt her again if she said no or tried to end things.

On Saturday they would have the day off to go to town and hang out. Justin had something else in mind. He led her to a boat resting on the shore of the lake and had her get in. They wore everyday clothes on weekends. She was in a floral skirt and a white shirt, and he wore jeans and a black t shirt. He had wanted her to wear something cute and comfortable. They floated out and Justin rowed them to an old abandoned boat house. He smiled at her reaching his hand out to give her a hand out. It was dusty and filled with cobwebs. The place smelled of moth balls and staleness, the floor boards and walls were rotting from age. She didn't see this as a good date spot. It wasn't until she saw the pile of hay, pillows and blankets in the corner that she realized what he had in mind. He wasn't even gonna take his time either. He came up behind her, his shirt off and his hand reaching up her top. He kissed her neck walking them forward to the corner. He almost seemed to tear her top off, his hand quickly sliding up her skirt. They were on the ground, and he knew what he was doing. She couldn't imagine how many girls he had brought here before her and as he slid into her she pushed back tears and fear, leaving her body as she watched from a distance, as he did what he wished to her.

They came back the next day, and again the next week. He did the same thing to her every time, and she left her body to suffer every time, not wanting to be attached to it as he did what he did. She had no desire to feel him, so she watched, not knowing what else to do. Justin became her life. He made it that way. Two weeks into the school year and she had already made it to the center of Hell. Zeuss had noticed her attitude change however. She had noticed the way Justin dragged her away every time she tried to talk with friends. In two weeks, Zeuss was a girl on a mission to figure out what was really happening.

She began asking around, finding Justin's ex girlfriends, and being horrified at what she was told. She even brought it up with the other girls. Bonnie, Sophie, and Rebecca, who in a few days was transferring to a school in France. They did as much as they could and tried to figure this guy out, but they didn't get what they needed until Zeuss came into Bonnie's and Sophie's room with Justin, or rather a guy that looked like Justin in tow. “This is Chris. Justin's twin. Justin's normal, non abusive twin.” The girls waved and waited for him to speak. Zuess gave him a quick elbow to the side. “tell them what you told me.”

“Alright. My brother, Justin, has always had anger issues. He's violent and he gets what he wants, doing whatever he has to do to get it. Unfortunately your friend is an unlucky victim of his charms and she is now stuck with him until he finds someone of greater interest. Look, I don't know how I could help you. The only thing to do is talk to Mr. P and maybe he'll contact my parents. They won't listen to me.” The girls glared at him, but Zeuss was still happy and thoughtful in appearance.

“There is something you can do Chrissy. Your gonna tell your brother to back off of Aria. Then if he says no, we're gonna go to the police. I’ve seen bruises on Aria, and that there is cold hard proof of his abuse. That son of a b**** is going down. No offense.”

He looked at Zeuss like she was crazy and didn't say anything else until she gave him a look. “He won't listen to me, and I wish I could help but my brother will seriously kill someone if he must. I’m sorry but he's convinced himself he loves her. He has big issues.”

They had him leave, unsatisfied but more knowledgeable about Justin. “So we know for a fact the kid is insane, dangerous, and so charming his parents think he's an angel. We're going nowhere with this. We may as well go to Mr. P.” Bonnie sat worriedly with her legs crossed. The last thing she wanted was to get killed by some maniac.

The girls had little luck with saving Aria, and Aria had little luck of being saved. It was another Saturday but Justin had something else in mind. They hopped into his car getting ready to head to town when Chris came around. She had seen a picture of the two together but she didn't think she'd ever meet him. Chris jumped in the backseat followed by Justin demanding he leave but Chris convinced his brother he was desperate for a ride to town, promising he would find another way back. Justin agreed but Aria thought she heard him mutter something.

They drove down a country road, trees lining the sides. She felt Justin squeeze her hand as he looked over at her and smiled. She wasn't wearing a seat belt and neither was he. Chris was, making her feel a little irresponsible, but Justin told her not to worry about buckling up. He looked over at her again, his foot pressing down on the gas pedal. They were going 60, 65, “Aria, I love you baby. I love you so much and we need to be together, forever. I know your stupid friends have been asking around about me. They don't want us to be together and I won't let them tear us apart. Baby, I wanna die with you at my side like you are now. You look so beautiful ya know.” He grabbed the back of her head kissing her passionately as his foot pressed down harder on the gas, 80, 85, 90. He purposely swerved on a bridge going through the railing and over. She could feel every second become an hour. She couldn't scream but Justin looked at her smiling. She didn't know what to do, until she felt a pair of strong hands reach forward from the back pulling her out of her seat. Strong arms covered her and held her tightly into a hard, warm body. She felt fear, but she felt safer. The last thing she saw of Justin was his hands clawing trying to grab at her, his eyes so furious and then they hit water, he flew forward, the force of the impact throwing him against the windshield. She was afraid, but she knew she was safe.

The sound of sirens woke her. She was wrapped up in Chris's arms. The coldness of the air made her teeth chatter. Her clothes were soaked through. She looked up into a strong face, one so similar to what she had been so afraid of but she noticed it was still so different. It was full of kindness, looking down at her worriedly. He stroked her hair, pulling her closer to his body, trying to keep the both of them warm. She struggled to speak. “how long have we been out here?”

“All day. Neo and Leo drove by and saw the bridge and stopped. They saw us but they didn't know how to get to us so they called the cops. Don't worry, we'll be out of here soon.” He looked at her again, almost reading her thoughts. “He never swam up. He didn't make it.”

 

Bahaha Justin...you are now Chris