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[amanda katrina tumlin]

you know that i'm a crazy bitch,

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izzy. it was all she could think about since she found out. how could someone touch such an innocent person like izzy. she was so sweet and even amanda had a hard time being a bitch, though she usually managed a little cruelty here and there. but other than that, she'd never dream of harming the girl. she sure the hell didn't want alex to touch her. fucking alex of all people. she knew how it was to be raped, to be touched when you didn't want to. but izzy, her sweet innocent roommate. she hated this fact,this horrible fact. which was why the moment hope said go harm alex, her knife was in her pocket and she was moving towards his room.

the thoughts about izzy, and hope and alex. well they brought back old times. the fear that raced in her body, the time that he came to see her. her mom, she had sold her, after amanda told her she didn't want that. that she didn't want some horny guy paying her for something she didn't want to give them. but no, amanda's mom didn't care. all she cared about was getting money, and the guy wanted amanda. she remembered everything from that night. and she didn't want this for izzy, and that's why she was here for alex. because each day she was afraid it'll happen again, every single time she say some boy, she was afraid that they'd do that to her. she didn't want izzy to live in fear like her, to live with no real relationship because all she could do was run and hide in fear.

which was why she was headed to alex's room, so the problem would be solved and neither her friends would have to worry again.216. that's what they said, and she was happy to be walking down the boys hallway. which was saying something, cause even going to addy's room. well even then she wasn't happy, worried about the people lurking behind the doors. but this time, she was going after the big bad wolf, the worst of all the boys there. so she could care less about the other ones at this moment. her hand was in her pocket, and her knife in her hand, she stared at the doors. 215...215...216. stopping at the door, she stared at it, waiting to decided what to do. knock or barge in. barging in seemed to have a bigger suspense, and so she flung the door open.

pulling her knife from her pocket, she met alex's eyes, and that's when it all turned upside down. her heart began to beat faster, and she just couldn't handle it. her fear was overwhelming, her hand was trembling and she didn't know where to go. she could turn around and leave, but she was frozen in her spot. she didn't think this would happen, she was so pissed off at herself. how was she going to save her friends, if she couldn't get over her fear? next thing she knew, she heard a clang on the floor as her knife fell. that was it, she backed herself into the door and closed her eyes. "please..just let me go."

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words: five hundred sixty four
outfit: here
tags: janet with alex
notes: a fearful amanda :c
music: smile by avril lavigne
credit: gabs of a different color; of caution 2.0 don't steal or she'll hurt you c:

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[alexander james cavalier]

alexander james cavalier, had this new demon coming out in him and it had an obsession of making victoria hope jean crack, melt down, and cry. in the past he had done something incredibly horrible to her he had raped her. that term was so accurate but yet it was so far from his reality and his grasp he found it kind of disgusting. now he was aware he had done it, but he had fallen into the delusional world where hope was a liar. that had become his reality even though he knew the truth. the opportunity came up to kind of drive hope back down make her world crash and he toyed with it until he found the perfect opportunity to kind of just full on bring it into harm’s way. isabelle marie parker, was her fourteen year old roommate with a sleepwalking disorder and well if you didn’t watch her closely at night then alex might just have his bait. last night well he so easily got the little sleep walker to his room. he didn’t rape her, because really he didn’t want her like that. she was really kind of pretty and if he had wanted her it would have been so easily done it wouldn’t have been funny, but he simply kind of took it slow and ended up kind of getting turned on by the vulnerability, plus it had been so long sense he had actually been with anyone other than his right or left hand. he ended up touching her in places he didn’t intend and though it brought back some memories for him he never did fully go through with it. he could have to it would have been just like hope...and that was who izzy reminded him of: a young little innocent latina girl with no place to run.

that night victoria jean came and got her little friend with some asshole and his dog who bit him which had the back of alex’s neck hairs standing up he was so pissed. he had teeth marks in his arm and it still hurt like hell. he should get himself a dog like that see who wanted to fuck with his little operations after words. that day when he finally woke up he read all the commotion about him on chat. see he didn’t care about izzy she was merely and object to him, but it kind of seemed like other people cared about her and they seemed like they were all ready to come out and get him it was rather amusing. on victoria’s orders he noticed that amanda was suppose to come and kill him or whatever. he would welcome it openly hell he even got up and unlocked the door for her. she was so keen on doing it he would give her a chance to stab him. after last night he really wasn’t all that scared. the only threats that seemed to really matter to him right now would be Nico’s and that dog...whatever its name was. everyone else he found to be an act. people talking strong, but the walk was poor. if she stabbed him all the power to her...


the anticipation as he waited was eh so-so he got out of bed combed his hair a little. he put some jeans on because well he was just in boxers and well little miss amanda she wouldn’t be able to really handle that and he was sure of that much. then the door flung open and he turned around meeting amanda’s eyes and watched as she pulled out the knife. it seemed though as if her world crumbled at her feet after that. she just stood there like a blank canvas with no blood on her knife no seriousness in her eyes only fear and then he smirked as her hand began to shake and soon enough the knife fell and she back herself into the door causing it to shut. seemed like a perfect movie plot for the girl to get hurt back alex coudln’t figure out what to do at that given moment. no he did actually he walked over and picked up the knife snicker and shaking his head. the girl asked her to let him go. now normally alex would, but he wasn’t holding her here. ”yeah, no i don’t think so mandy...”

alex plotted out bit by bit in his mind what he was going to do and the smirk stood firm as he tossed the knife on his bed and walked over to the frightened little girl. he pinned her between the door and himself knowing her phobia, but he didn’t give a fuck, because she had come to him! that was her problem now. ”maybe next time...you should make sure you can talk and walk just as equally.” he said before brushing some hair out of her face with his fingers and lifted her chin. ”open your eyes tough girl.” he said in a rather demanding tone. right now he was just instilling more fear in her. the girl came to help her friends...but she couldn’t even help herself now the concept to mr. cavalier was rather interesting.

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[amanda katrina tumlin]

you know that i'm a crazy bitch,

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amanda katrina tumlin was raped once before, and being in this room, staring down at the guy who hurt her best friend. and even tried to harm izzy, the innocent little girl that amanda had to protect. knowing what he was capable of, was what made her freeze, second guess herself and just stand here, frozen in this boys bedroom, hoping his roommate might appear, just so she could bolt and run. she didn't like people seeing her like this, vulnerable and scared, only hope and adrian had seen that. she had always kept those feelings hidden by scorn and bitchiness. but it was too late to go back to that, it was a useless waste of energy. she couldn't move to run and hide, she was frozen and she flinched when he told her she couldn't leave. how could someone enjoy picking on the small blonde? she has no clue, but she hated it, and she didn't want him to touch her. but as those thoughts crossed her mind, he was pressed against her.

now she really had no where to go, she was stuck and she just hoped he wouldn't do anything. just scare her and let her leave, but either way, he was too close. way too close for amanda's liking, she flinched when she felt him touch her hair and then move her chin up. she reluctantly let her eyes open, hoping if she obeyed that he'd leave her alone and let her go. but she wasn't so sure that her thoughts were correct. but what she didn't want was for him to rape her. because then everyone would know. he wasn't the type to hide what he does, and she didn't want anyone knowing that. especially adrian, if he found out, he'd probably leave like her mother did. well her mother was the reason for her being raped the first time, but she didn't care about how it affected amanda. she let amanda's fear grow into what it is now, let amanda's thoughts fester and grow. now it was unbearable to be in the same room as a male.

as she stared into alex's eyes, she relaxed slightly, giving up on fighting. it was pointless, if he wanted to harm her, he would no matter what. plus her knife was on his bed on the opposite side of the room. there was no way she could escape his grasp and get in time to protect herself from him. she was the idiot who dropped it and so she'd have to deal with the consequences. and if it was rape, yes she'd be hurt and sad and scared. but it was what she deserved for coming here and being an idiot.

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words: four hundred seventy three
outfit: here
tags: janet with alex
notes: kind of sucky
music: smile by avril lavigne
credit: gabs of a different color; of caution 2.0 don't steal or she'll hurt you c:

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[alexander james cavalier]

honestly, if one were to ask alex what amanda was here for he’d probably say for a bipolar disorder. she went from super sweet to psychotic in a split second. that of course we merely his observation, but then again alex was never really a happy go lucky dude when it came to being on chat and he tended to piss most of the applicants online off. maxxie well he was here and there, but he never did come in at the right times to save the little victims which was okay with him because maxxie was a cool kind of dude and he didn’t want to disturb the peace. the girl was obviously in a weak position. he could read it all over her face and with the fact that she was frozen still. he snickered when she flinched. ...because you just got here.” he said checking her out. yeah, he would have too much fun with this one. it wasn’t long before he was right up against the feeble little blonde and it wouldn’t be long before he frightened her so well that she would be too scared to threaten him any longer and every time she got a big head he’d put her right back here in this place.


now, alex, never had half the mind to hurt amanda, but she came to him and he was going to enjoy this as she withered around like a little baby. mandy mandy mandy so many thoughts running through my head.” he said as she opened her eyes he looked into them. ”you’re not so tough now are you?” he asked her and he moved his other hand down to her waist wrapping it behind her and he began to rub her back up and down as if to be coaxing, but because that would actually in fact creep her the fuck out and he was aware of that. he wanted the tension he wanted her to shiver and have goose bumps rising on her skin. how far he was going to go with amanda well he wasn’t sure of that, but he knew one thing for sure there was an empty bed and it had her name written all over it. he scooted back and he scooped down picking her up and carrying her too it and dropping her one it. ”i’ll show you what tough really is thats what i’ll do.” he said and he got on top of her.


the fact that she stared into his eyes and gave up so fast was just so amusing to him, because she had a big mouth for such a small girl. ...this will be a better explosion then your little boyfriend could ever give you he said as he straddled her body pinning her arms above her head. it was like she was a damsel in distress just like victoria. they were all so helpless it was amusing to him. he leaned down into the crevasse of her neck and began to kiss it. mmm your skin..i can see why that boy likes you now.” he said and went back down deciding to suck on it and leave a hickey..yeah that’d piss little mr. explosive off him leaving a mark on his girl.

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[amanda katrina tumlin]

you know that i'm a crazy bitch,

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amanda wasn't sure how much more of this she could take, and she didn't want to have to take anymore. but it was like god was trying to punish her for something, maybe for being too happy with adrian. it was too good to be true, always something happened to take the happiness right out of your life. alexander james caviler, was that thing sucking all her happiness away. after this she knew she'd not be able to talk to anyone, and cry and hide. because she failed all of them, everyone she cared for. she let them down, and she couldn't let izzy see this, this side of her. but right now, she had to get out of here before she could start thinking about her friends.

the one thing amanda was good at was keeping the tears from falling, because the moment he said there were many things running through his head, she just knew something horrible was about to happen. she could feel it in every single one of her bones, her whole body was screaming at her that she had to escape, to get away from this creep. she shivered when his hand wrapped around her waist. she didn't want to be touched like this, not be him and especially not in this manner. not with her so obviously scared, and very much not consenting. but the moment he picked her up, her self control was gone and the tears fell down. "don't," she managed to hiss at him when he moved on top of her. she turned her face, not wanting to look at him while he did this. she wouldn't be able to handle seeing his sick satisfaction.

all she could think about was adrian when he pinned her to the bed, why this couldn't be sweeter and him. she'd feel so much better if adrian was in isolation at that exact moment, she'd feel safer, because he'd know she was here. find her when she wasn't back, but no he was in iso, and she was stuck here. another shiver ran through her body when he kissed her neck, then anger filled her when he mentioned adrian. "do not talk about him," she hissed, trying to pull away but managed to just thrust her hips upwards. "just get off of me," she managed as he sucked on her neck. she didn't want this, didn't want adrian to know, didn't want this all to be happening. its what she got for playing with fire, it was about time she got burnt.

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words: four hundred and forty two
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tags: janet with alex
notes: say what
music: smile by avril lavigne
credit: gabs of a different color; of caution 2.0 don't steal or she'll hurt you c:

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[alexander james cavalier]

the girl had really just ended up punishing herself coming in this room and thinking that she could actually handle it, but well it worked out falsely to her dismay but it was alex who won at the moment at least, because he was going to suck out her motives and put her in a state of mind he thought she belonged in. after this he was aware her big trap on her tiny frame was going to be shut. yeah ruining lives wasn’t something he always thrived on, but when they only had a nip when they claimed to have a bite....well then there was an exception for that and well hope she was a whole different matter entirely. though more recently she was starting to tell him what to do alexander did not work under hope. he worked above her! ”first hope...then izzy...now you...the girls in like my hands all over them.”[/b

things he looked for in his victims were : tears, screams, begging, and fear. she had one out of the four, but hey it worked, because he felt it to be a rather strong quality when it came to completing the job. it gave him some momentum to act like a complete ass and not cave though not many times did you see this jerk cave. it was like he had no soul really but it was there hidden deep down under. the shiver only caused the males energy to boost. the command drove him too snicker. ”that word is not in my vocabulary little girl.” he said right before he had dropped her on the bed. she turned her head away and he turned it back. ”what is wrong mandy...this not what you expected.?” he asked in a deep tone. he looked into those scared little eyes of hers and leaned his forehead onto hers. ”expect it.” he said sternly.


beneath him he felt the girl shiver once more as his lips came across her neck and he began to leave his mark on her neck. she made a request/demand for him to get off of her he didn’t take well to that. once he was aware a nice hater would appear on her neck he lifted up smirking down at her. ”why would i do that i haven’t even fucked around like i wanted to yet...you know i’ve never really realized how hot you were.” he said and he took one arm and held onto it tight somewhat twisting it. ”any funny business and I’ll break something do I make myself clear?” he asked threatening her as he let one of her hands go and went down to kissing on her exposed skin a little further down one hand cupping her breast and squeezing it. ”i’ll make sure you enjoy this don’t worry and when you do..i want you to scream your little boyfriend’s name...” he said figuring that it would piss her off more than anything and make for a rather entertaining so called lay. it would take too much time and possible a hit so alex let go of her hand and tore open the top she was wearing exposing her bra. she had better breasts then a lot of other girls he had seen. ”mmm fun bags.” he said his lips fumbling down to kiss down to her breast staring up at her...these girls seemed to be kind of drawn to him or he’d find them and make their bodies good for his use. each were different, but he had determination to make each experience last and worthwhile.

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[amanda katrina tumlin]

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amanda cringed when he mentioned hope and izzy, she could care less about him harming her. he could do what he wanted with her, but he didn't like to think of him touching hope and izzy. then again she knew about hope a long time a go, both the girls understood each other. each had the same thing happen to them, but each dealt with it their own way. both had family who turned their back on them, amanda just grew spiteful and afraid. hope grew sad and depressed, and well amanda wanted to kill this boy for turning her into that. it was her fault she didn't eat, now amanda wanted to get her too, but she didn't have the ability. she wasn't going to force hope to eat, cause she'd hate if someone forced her into a room with a male. this wasn't one of those times, she came here willingly and she had to deal with the consequences for her idiotic ideas."i don't even want to hear their names come out of your mouth you filthy pig," she muttered.

this girl had enough fear that if it were nickles it'll fill up the grand canyon. his words made a glare settle into her fear stricken eyes, something she was used to, bitching. it was how she handled situations like these. when her fear got out of control, bitching seemed to work. "well get it there you piece of shit," she said, not wanting this, not wanting anything to do with the tall blonde. who even she had to admit was good looking, and if he wasn't a complete ass-hole, well she would of crushed on him. she bit down on her lip as he leaned his forehead on hers, grinning she spit in his face. "how about you get off of me and we call it a day." her eyes betrayed the statement, because though her voice was it's usually bitchy tone, her eyes were filled with fear, and her body was tense, she wanted him off of her, she'd do anything to just go back to her room. or not there, but somewhere else, somewhere not here.

his next words made her curse herself, those were the reasons she hid her body, the reasons she wore the things she wore. it wasn't cause she liked them, but because it kept someone from thinking she was hot. but it was too late now, and when he twisted her arm, she still wasn't going to give up, she squirmed under his touch. none of that made the blonde crumble, what did, was when he said she'd enjoy it. that made her want to hurt herself, if she enjoyed this. no. she couldn't enjoy it, no matter what, she wouldn't enjoy it. and she wouldn't speak adrian's name, not anywhere near alex, and not now. not in this situation. that was when she finally broke down, she had no escape, she was just going to have to get through this, and leave as fast as she could. when he began to touch her, she felt her body react and she didn't want it too. she felt a shiver run through her, but it was one of pleasure not fear, and that was when the tears began to fall. she was such a horrible friend, a horrible girlfiriend and just a horrible person.

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tags: janet with alex
notes: nothing at all c:
music: losing grip by avril lavigne

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[alexander james cavalier]

the power the girls gave him by just the simplest gestures were rather sick in his opinion, but he could not and would not contain himself, because he had the upper hand so why would he? hope was a prize, izzy was hopless, and amanda was pure karma...at this point that was how these girls could be defined given that he would be asked and actually answer the damn question which would be never, but those were the kind of sick thoughts that went through his head! when she said she did not want to hear their names come out of his mouth he whimpered acting hurt. ”thats somewhat what hopes cries sounded like...” he said just to be an asshole. ”don’t worry though isabelle was asleep...and alls i got to do was touch her..i hear she is a virgin..maybe the filthy pig could change that” he said tucking some hair behind her ears. ”i did that too hope...” he said with no remorse!

alex really didn’t know what he was getting where all he knew was he had her where he wanted her here...he never worked by planning though he did plan somewhat izzy’s little mess.. ”such language he said when she called him a piece of shit. ”maybe that little mouth of yours needs a lesson....” he said running his finger over her lip and then down her body before she spit in his face. he wiped it off and he glared down at her she was in for it now. he smacked her hard across the face anger in his eyes. now this wasn’t only fur fun this was to teach her a lesson. ”yeah i don’t fucking think so you little cunt” he said and looked at the necklace and tour it off her neck and through it on the ground. hoping it hurt her somehow, but it would hurt her more then he knew because it was something adrian had given to her. his mind wondering up and down as he studied the body beneath him as he made notes of it. now he was planning his revenge. no one spat in his face!


her clothes had covered her rather well, but he figured it was just her style and the thought of being found hot by alex probably was repulsive to her, but he really did not give a shit. he watched as she squirmed in pain a smirk playing on his lips. she would crumble even if she wasn’t giving up now he would get her to give up. if she fought through it then well it was her problem it would just hurt her more than him. his hands traveled behind her back unclasping the bra to fully expose her more and kind of just pulled it down smirking at her breasts. ”decent i suppose” he said before moving his head down to the exposed area she had covered up oh so well and he began to give her nipples attention with his mouth that he knew she didn’t want but would enjoy as his hand traveled south and into her pants...oh victory was his...and a little fun as well.

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amanda knew about him and what he did to hope, it was why she hated him so much. him and connor. she despised the two of them and wished they'd both die in a flaming fire. but it'd hurt hope to see her brother died so maybe just a smack or two or a near death experience that gets him to realize his best friend was a rapist and a fuckwad. but right now she couldn't even think of all that, she just thought about him doing this to hope, and it fueled her anger and the thought of him touching izzy. hope and amanda had bonded over their past and issues. the blonde was sure she'd never even look at the latina twice if they hadn't been roommates. the same thing went with izzy, that girl was innocent and usually that'd piss her off. but for some reason, maybe because hope was so fond of her, well she wanted to protect the girl. keep her that way. hidden from the things her and hope had to see, but this boy was slowly ruining that. slowly showing her things such an innocent young girl shouldn't be seeing. and it made her angry. which to her was good in this situation, she can keep her mind on the anger to try and forget about the fear, but she knew deep down the fear always over powered.

she didn't give a flying rat's ass about her language, she used it no matter what. there could be a four year old in the room and she'll say what she pleases. though with the four year old she was a little more controlling and didn't use too many curse words but still, her language was her language and he could fuck himself if he thought he could change it. she tried to pull herself away from him when he slapped her. that still didn't break the blonde, but make her want to kill him. no one slapped her, no one. not even this fucker was going to get away with it. then next thing she knew he was ripping of her necklace. that was what finally broke her. the tears began to form and the fear became overwhelming and she closed her eyes, trying to keep the tears in but they still rolled down her cheek.

amanda's body trembled in fear as he touched her body and shivers of pleasure mixed in as his lips touched her skin and his hands moved down. she was scared, and she closed her eyes, trying her hardest to push the pleasure away. how could her body like something that she found so revolting and that made fear fill her body. but her body was reacting the way it was and amanda didn't like it. she tried so hard to keep this thing from ever happening again, but here she was in the situation. all because she had to care about someone. she wished her necklace wasn't on the floor, she wished it was in her hand. but adrian couldn't come get her anyway, and she was just going to have to get over it. but the tears began to fall even faster as she thought about how adrian would look at her if he knew. she wished she could of traveled back in time and got a different room, so none of this would of happened. she wouldn't of cared about hope or izzy and she wouldn't even be here in this room under this annoying blonde. but she couldn't think of life without hope, not at this school. cause hope had been a good friend and probably the reason she had the courage to stop being such a bitch all the time...

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words: six hundred and forty five
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tags: janet with alex
notes: nothing at all c:
music: losing grip by avril lavigne

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[alexander james cavalier]

the girl had such a big head on such tiny shoulders she knew a lot about him, but yet she came over and attempted to step to this. he didn't really give a fuck that she hated him really he could care less, because ninety percent of the population...no ninety-nine.nine percent of the population here hated alexander james cavalier, but only because he was a total ass and he really didn't give a fuck about the population here at hawthorne academy. this place was a joke. especially with people like him around terrorizing it and making it more appealing for themselves. his wants, his needs, his desires, his ill wish to do as he pleased. he would have really been afraid of her if she would have stuck to her merry little plan, but the blonde just couldn't have her way today, but that wasn't going to stop him from having his way with her. the girl really made the mistake by caring for others. alex did not because shit like this went down. you wanted to defend them and you ended up fucked and that was what literally was going to happen to ms. amanda katrina tumlin.

alex was aware of her tongue only when it came to chat and well here, because he didn't believe he had seen her out and about, but he could have forgotten. she needed to be taught how to shut her little mouth and that was why he had hit her to get her to be silent and possibly break her spirit a little bit, but well that didn't seem to have worked to well, because she was still putting up a fight, but after the necklace got ripped away from her body he saw tears and she was suddenly not fighting anymore...that meant something to her? he had no idea, but whatever got the job done. he was above her smirking. what's wrong... he asked his fingers trailing over where the necklace had been hanging. that was just one item you're not even naked yet" he said and snickered at her tears, because they were amusing to him. "thats right just lay there and take it...just like the others" he said licking his lips looking into her tear struck eyes.


her body trembling under his in a confused manner almost mixed with a fight appeased the older male. once he had her nipples slightly erect his hand moved down and undid her pants as he kissed down her body. his eyes looking up at her. "you have nice little body you wear around too bad you hide it" he said and he pushed her up a little taking off her pants and her underwear with it as well so she was fully naked. "there better..i like studying what makes the woman feel best....i wonder if you're the same as the rest he taunted knowing she would be as his fingers traveled over her clit rubbing on the sensitive area his lips moving back up over her stomach where they had been traveling down and up to her lips kissing them now forcefully, because of course she wasn't going to go on with this willingly. this was turning him on as he knew the effects would be her trying to stop the pleasure he was feeding her but she wouldn't be able to because her body would react oh so differently, because it was how a woman longed to be touched he wasn't being rough besides the kiss and not letting her up, because making them enjoy it was kind of consensual in his opinion. that was a twisted way of seeing it, but it was how his sick mind worked.

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[amanda katrina tumlin]

why should i care cuz you weren't there,

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yup amanda didn't know why she made that horrible mistake of caring for someone. and she wished that she could go back in time and never have started to care for hope. it all started that day in the room. the day hope saw her cry, yet she didn't say anything. just talked to the girl. and that was nice. a very nice change to what the poor blonde was used to. they had very similar pasts, and it was why she clung to the friendship. it was nice. to have something in common, to feel wanted for once in her pathetic life. but now? she realized that was a horrible mistake. she much rather be alone the rest of her life, it was easier that way. way damn easier.

the girl didn't want this boys fingers touching her. she had a boyfriend...kind of. it was a complicated situation and she just knew if she was going to allow someone to touch her like this. it wouldn't be alexander james cavalier, but he wasn't letting her have a choice, he was taking that choice away from her. she would continue to fight, she would of. but he took the one thing that made her feel safe. she could be completely naked, but with that necklace on. well she'd of felt safe. because if she could just get her hand towards it, just click the tiny button. she'd be saved. but it wasnt' going to happen. not this time. alex took that away.

she closed her eyes, as fast as she could, as he kept touching her. moving his hands further down. no he couldnt. she couldn't let him do this. why wasn't she able to fight this? it was so hard. she just laid there, letting him slid her clothes off. no kicking, no squirming to make it harder. she was just..laying there. she didn't have fight left in her. she just gave up, because she wasnt' strong enough and she realized that. finally she realized it would be worse if she fought him. so she'd lay here, let him do whatever he wanted, in hopes he'll hurry and let her up. let her leave. go drown her sorrows in alcohol and music. that was here plan, she could already taste it flowing down her throat. he asked a question and he shook her head, cause it wasn't better. it was worse. way worse as he rubbed her clit, because it felt good. of course it did. it was mean to feel good, but not in this type of situation. it wasn't supposed to feel good right now. she was disgusted, with him and herself when he kissed her. she could of stopped this from happening. but she didn't know how. and somewhere deep down she didn't actually want to.

it was odd, but she wanted him to keep going, for some reason she wanted this. it felt good, and maybe if she pretended it was adrian, she could feel better about this. feel less scared. so she closed her eyes, pictured adrian's lips on hers. imagained adrian's fingers touching her. not alex. nope, he didn't exist in the place she made herself go. he wasn't there but a smile appeared on her lips. she wasn't scared anymore, instead she was in a state full of bliss, and it was a nice change for what she was used to. as long as she kept her eyes closed, as long as alex didn't talk again. she could remain content. "adrian," she whispered, getting wrapped up in her fantasy, honestly forgetting alex was even in the room with her, let alone the one touching her.

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you need to listen i'm starting to trip,

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words: six hundred and thirty seven
outfit: here
tags: janet with alex
notes: nothing at all c:
music: losing grip by avril lavigne

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[alexander james cavalier]

the girl for someone that was a hard ass kind of seemed to make many mistakes. it wasn’t bad to care for someone, but in his opinion amanda wasn’t the type of girl that should be caring for people, but she was a lost soul much like alex. that was a weird though to compare the little angered child below him to himself, but in the end...he wanted someone to care, but he only cared for himself that was the problem with alex. he didn’t care what happened to amanda after this...if her and hopes friendship diminished he wouldn’t let it keep him up at night he’d just go back to being who he was drinking and partying with the other jean. okay, so maybe he cared a bit about connor, but that was a bromance and everyone needed at least one friend in the world right? as pathetic as that sounded it was accurate and well he’d do this for connor maybe but he wouldn’t have been a little bitch about it...getting scared. she was a joke.


the necklace he really had no idea what the meaning behind that was, but he wouldn’t have cared either way because it kept him safe. he didn’t know that though he didn’t know her pathetic little stick who liked to blow shit up was on the other side with the click of a button it was just a trinket in his way. alex’s touch was probably the last thing she wanted right now, but he didn’t care, because it was the one thing he wanted right now. not amanda he could care less that it was here, but the figure. she wasn’t anything but a toy to him like the other girls. he wasn’t raping her really for her pleasure but for hers..but then again...rape wasn’t a pleasure unless of course you had a twisted mind and you wanted a guy to submissively do that and what not. fantasies these days were...weird to say the least with some people.



the fighting submerged and she laid there like she was someone’s fuck doll alex’s fuck doll to say the least to use as he pleased and he was going to. he only smirked having her nude body in his presence now with not a squirm, not a kick, not a scream. well maybe it was secretly consensual or his twisted little mind would let him believe that anyways. she shook her head no when he asked if this was better and it only caused a snicker from him ”could of fooled me.” he whispered in her ear and bit on the lobe a bit as his fingers rubbed about her clit making her feel good, making her want it, making her body enjoy what he was trying to push about her. after this alex was going to long to make amanda his little toy she was just being so good it was amusing. his lips on hers getting a taste he supposed because he figured she wouldn’t kiss back just felt nice for the time being. alex jr. was going to be one happy camper in all the area’s he got to meet. sense she was hopes friend...alex was going to do wonders for the girl. really give her a taste of what hope could have had...

the eyes on the blonde shut and he wondered a bit what was going through her head as his lips decided to travel down her body if he couldn’t get a kiss back he could be doing other things and putting his mouth to better use so to speak. her heard her whisper adrian and smirked. she was enjoying this? oh his twisted little mind only caused that smirk to stay as he moved his finger down sliding it inside of amanda. he’d get his twisted fantasy...and give her hers...but this meant it wasn’t rape was it really? if she was moaning about and taking it. he’d forever consider this as the one girl he fucked and got away with it in a different manner. his mouth wandered down her his tongue finding where his finger had been rubbing earlier and attacking it.

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[amanda katrina tumlin]

why should i care cuz you weren't there,

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the petite blonde really did make a lot of mistakes, but she really couldn't help it in the end. much like alex and connor. no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find a way to not care about the girl. and the blonde will try over and over again. each time she'd fail. she got too close to hope, there was no denying it. her and izzy were forever intertwined with amanda. it was kind of strange how much the two blondes had in common, considering. they both cared about a jean in some way, both rather not care about anyone. either way, it was too late for either of them to turn back now.

amanda wanted to fight, she wanted to get out of this situation, she just didn't know how. she was small, frail and well she didn't have the ability to fight the boy on top of her. she wasn't strong enough, and it upset her more than anything. more than the necklace being ripped from her body. she wanted to punch him, smack him, kick him until she was free of his grasps and instead drinking far away from him. letting the cold liquid she enjoyed so much to warm her body and help her forget about this.

she didn't want this, she didn't like the feeling he was giving her. it felt good, her body wanted more but she didn't want anything. she wanted to sink into the bed and disappear. why couldn't things go her way? why did her life have to suck so bad. her back arched, she couldn't keep it from doing that. she didn't want it. but it felt so good, but it didn't. her mind was swarming. she wished she could just not feel anymore and just disappear. but she couldn't.

so the blonde kept thinking about adrian, her mind just swam with thoughts of him. it was easier that way. to just think about the person she rather see touch her, to let her mind only wrap around the image of him doing all these things to her. it wouldn't make her freak out all the time, in her mind, to her, it was adrian kissing her, adrian's fingers entering her. to her, it was exactly what she wanted. she let a soft moan escape her lips, when his tongue, adrian's tongue, replaced the fingers she tilted her head. she was so wrapped up in the fantasy, she didn't want it to go away, she wouldn't let it go away. shudders went through her body, the pleasure was too much. her body arched wanting more as she bit down on her lip trying to keep the moans inside. finally unable to contain it the moan escaped, forming a word, "more." yeah it was sick, twisted maybe. but it was keeping her fear at bay. alex didn't exist at this moment. there was her and adrian. they were the only two people on earth and she liked it that way.

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you need to listen i'm starting to trip,

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words: five hundred and twenty one
outfit: here
tags: janet with alex
notes: nothing at all c:
music: losing grip by avril lavigne

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[alexander james cavalier]

the funny thing about pleasure was when you were receiving it most things canceled out when it came to mental. physical needs easily took over one’s body and well the two blonde fit the bill. sure, it hadn’t started off as her being here to bone, but it was apparent to him now that she was really in want of it and almost in need of it. she had a fear for guys, but yet it was so obvious he was going to get away with this with ease. why not right? it was amusing to him...he was hot and she could have her own little sick freaking fantasy stored up there...though it was obvious she was pretending this was her little boyfriend. though he wasn’t tall and scrawny by any means not even close. he was going to have to test this a little further soon. the girl was oh so thirsty for it and he was debating on whether she should be left thirsty and get a grip or if he should quench her thirst a bit.


alex was enjoying himself though he had to be rather silent while the girl got off in her sick little fantasy land. well it was the price he was paying for some decent sex this go around. the girl had sex before that much was evident, but the area he was working with well was still rather tight. his finger continued to put in work as another decided to join it to just get a taste of really how spacious she might be if that made sense. this was driving him rather wild too be honest and he didn’t know how long he’d be able to hold out without some attention himself.

soon enough amanda was in a good place alex would say well a better place. she was so much easier than she pegged herself to be really. he felt her shuddering and smirked a bit as he continued to taunt her with his tongue her body rising and falling and well the girl asked for it she wanted more. did she now..too bad he didn’t set up a tape to show everyone what this amanda was really like. her little boyfriend her little hope...oh how that would have been oh so perfect. he kissed up her body and began kissing on her neck and pulled off his hands taking hers to his bulge amongst his jeans he didn’t say anything he was going to let her keep going why wouldn’t he? he was a pig. the small contact felt good, but he didn’t forget about her. he was just going to get a little something in return you wanted more you were going to have to give a little. soon enough he’d have her moaning more like a mad woman and the secret little sex feen she was, but after all this was not just about her and it was mostly about him as well. he came to play and well he was playing rather well if he did say so himself.

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[amanda katrina tumlin]

why should i care cuz you weren't there,

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if amanda didn't have so much pride she'd have to admit that the boy who was touching her. was well attractive. he had a nice body and well, too bad she'd never admit that to herself. let alone him or anyone really. no, because she had adrian. right now she had adrian. there was no hot, blonde alex. just the boy she was mad for. the boy that drove her insane with many different feelings. annoyance, happiness, anger, lust. all of that are things adrian made her feel and it was why she liked him so much.

she couldn't stop the moans as 'adrian's' finger was inside her. it just felt so good. she honestly didn't want it to stop. as the second finger entered her, she moaned again. "oh god yes," she whispered softly. 'adrian' knew what he was doing but she wasn't thinking about that. she couldn't really think much. the pleasure wouldn't let her mind wrap around much more than adrian. it was all that she could think about. how good this felt and how much she wanted more.

the blonde was probably easiest sex alex ever had really. in this moment, with her mind wrapped in only adrian. there was no way she'd say no. because she wanted it. she wanted adrian to touch her like this. and to her, adrian was touching her. giving her all the things she wanted. why? because sex was one of those thing she liked but one of didn't realize until she had it. if she let herself loosen up, sex was something she enjoyed and asked for. the only way to really loosen the girl up was to give her alcohol and to say the least. she would have sex with a lot of strangers or somewhat strangers while under the influence after this.

'adrian' moved his lips up her body and she let him. she would let him do whatever he wanted to do to her. because she wanted the full effect of what the boy wanted to give her. when alex, or adrian, moved her hand, and she was fine with that. she was perfectly fine with where her hand ended up. she rubbed 'adrian's' bulge through his pants before moving her other hand to help undo the buttons. she wanted his pants out of her way, she needed them out of her way. the girl finally got them undone and then unzipped them, letting her hand slide into them she rubbed 'adrain's' bulge, or alex's. her lips finding the boy's. she was so wrapped up in her fantasy that she didn't know what reality was anymore. the kiss was passionate, like she kissed adrian, her tongue flicked out to lick his bottom lip. she wanted to feel adrian's mouth, to feel his tongue as she touched him and he touched her. the girl was going insane with pleasure and insane with the wait of the boy she loved being inside her. "i love you," she whispered into the boy's mouth. to the boy in her dreams. not to the blonde on top of her.

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words: five hundred and thirty six
outfit: here
tags: janet with alex
notes: wow..she did not say thatxD
music: losing grip by avril lavigne

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