Strong_willed

�Lance,� Crystal whispered hoarsely. �Please don�t do this, you know you don�t want to. I�ll leave and go get my own room.�
Lance was still holding Crystal up against the wall. He slammed one of his knees in-between Crystal�s legs and rammed it up and slammed into her body.
Crystal let out a short squeal. �Who wouldn�t have?� Crystal thought.
�I�m warning you, Crystal,� Lance said as passion filled him. He put his leg back down and bent down a little. �Shut the hell up.�
Crystal shook her head quickly making a little noise. �Mm hmm.�
Lance moved his hand from holding her against the wall down across her body. He could feel Crystal shiver and quiver as he moved down to her collarbone and then down to her breasts. She began to moan in fear as he started to reach his hand down her wind pants.
�STOP,� Crystal screamed. �LANCE, STO��
Lance pulled her away from the wall and threw her across the room against another wall. He watched as her head bounced against the wall and she fell.
Crystal balled herself up into a small fetal position. She was so scared, never would she have guessed that Lance had a mean side. But this was not only mean, he was wicked. She heard footsteps and felt Lance grab hold of her white tee shirt again. He practically jerking her up from the carpet. He held her up with one hand and took her jaw in his other hand forcing her to look in his eyes. Crystal started whimpering hoping there was still a little voice in him that was telling him it was wrong. She was wrong he left go of her head and slapped her across her face. Crystal screamed as she again hit the wall.

�Did you hear something,� Chris asked sitting up from his spot on the bed during the movie. �I thought I heard a scream.�
�I did too,� Chrissy said, pausing the movie. �I�ll go check it out. I�ll be right back. Keep the bed warm, sweetie.�
�Can I come,� Chris asked. �I don�t want to be alone.�
�Okay,� Chrissy gave in.
Chrissy and Chris walked hand-in-hand down to Crystal and Lance�s room. Chrissy raised her fist to knock on the door and thought she heard another scream. Her fist came in contact with the wood and a noise could be heard. The door opened and Crystal was on the other side crying her eyes out. Her face was bright red and one eye looked like it had started to bruise, or maybe it was just the light from the hall lights.
�Crystal,� Chris said reaching in for a hug from Crystal. �Honey, what�s wrong? What happened?�

Lance moved back away from the door as Chris reached in and hugged the little idiot.

�I�m just watching this movie where this girls boyfriend is beating her,� Crystal started feeling Lance�s thumb push against her spine. She began to feel the mind-blowing pain and start to cry harder and talk a bit louder. �AND THEN THEIR LITTLE GIRL... comes in and has to get beat too and watch as her Mommy dies. You know how I can be.�
�Yeah we sure do,� Chrissy said. �Well we should get going, tell Lance... wait, where is Lance?�
�He went down to the bar to have a drink,� Crystal said feeling her hair getting pulled. She took her foot and kicked Lance in the leg. �We had a fight and he said he couldn�t be here anymore.�
�Well have him say goodnight before he goes to sleep,� Chris said. �Just like to know where everybody is.�
�Okay,� Crystal said. �Will do and have a good night.�
�You too,� Chrissy said. �Get some sleep, long day tomorrow.�
�Yeah if I make it through tonight� Crystal thought. Chrissy and Chris walked back down the hall and Crystal was forced to shut the door to a safer world and be turned back to doom and misery. She stood face to face with her living nightmare. Her eyes becoming wet with tears again.
�It won�t help to cry,� Lance said throwing her down on the bed. �I don�t feel bad for such an inconsiderate fool and not to mention slut like you.�
�I�m no slut,� Crystal spoke sharply kicking Lance in the same spot she kicked him before.
�Ahhh, damn,� Lance said. A cold stare faced Crystal. �You will be after tonight and I tell everybody what happened.�
Lance jumped over Crystal straddling her, strapping her to the bed. He pinned her arms down at the wrists above her head with one arm and with the other he began ripping her clothes off. First her shirt and bra, throwing them wherever he pleased. Next he reached his hands down her pants, tearing them and her underwear. He then took himself from his pants and laid it on Crystal�s stomach. He moved himself down so that he could slide in easily. Crystal could feel herself rip where he entered. The blood trickled down and left its stain on Lance and her. He slammed in and out of her trembling body. Crystal dared not to scream for fear he would do something worse. In and out for his own pleasure. His hip met hers, but not in a rhythm just to make her see how powerful even his lower body was. When he was finally done, he removed himself and got up to go to the bathroom. She could hear him flush the toilet and start the shower.