Invisible

Falling Apart... Continued.

John continued to kiss me roughly, out of control.  He had managed to spread my legs with his, making me feel ten times more exposed.

I refused to look at Lucas anymore, but I heard him get up from the bed, the springs squeaking.  

John pulled away from my lips, and I sucked in a breath.  Finally, some fresh air.  "Where do you think you're going, Luke?"  John rasped.

"I, I can't watch you do this.  I can't," his voice shook violently.

"Too bad.  This is your punishment too, so sit down and enjoy the show," John pressed his mouth back on mine.  

I sobbed some more.  This couldn't be happening.  Please be a dream.  Please let some one save me.  Please, dear God, help me.

"Please stop, please.  Please," I murmured over and over again.  

John pulled away.  "Sweetheart, this would be alot more fun if you would shut the hell up."

I opened my mouth to scream, maybe someone would hear me.  

Suddenly, John's hand was over my mouth, holding it shut painfully.  There was a pocket knife in his other hand.  "Don't scream.  Or I'll kill Lucas, and then once I'm done, I'll kill you too.  Do you understand?"

I nodded.

"Good girl," John released me.  For a moment, I thought he might have changed his mind, but then I felt his hand trailing up my thigh.

"Oh God," I whispered.   I needed to get out of here.  

John's other hand went around my body, hunting for the zipper on my dress.  When he found it, he tugged it all the way down.  

I shook my head, crying harder than I ever have before.

This

Was

Really

Happening


John's mouth was on my neck once more, and I took my chance.

I turned to Lucas, praying he would be looking.

He was, hand over his mouth.  

I mouthed, "call the police."

Lucas's eyes widened.  I knew what he was thinking.  He wanted to get me out of here, but he also didn't want to go to jail.

"Please," I whispered, then John was kissing me again.

I heard Lucas get up.

"Where are you going now?"  John asked.

"I think I'm going to be sick," Lucas said.

John rolled his eyes, focusing his attention back on me.

Please, Lucas.  Please save me.



Minutes passed, horrible, long, hellish minutes passed by.  Maybe it was an hour.  I dont know.  All I know is that Lucas was back from the bathroom, and he looked worse than before.  I saw him come back from the bathroom, and sit down in the chair across from the bed.  Then, John blocked my vision.

I was in Hell.

Then, in the matter of seconds, there was a large crash, and a horrible snapping sound, then John was off of me.  

I gasped, sitting up, holding my dress to my chest to keep it from falling over.  I looked down at John, who laid unconsious on the floor, blood on his head.  Then, I looked up to see Lucas, who held the chair in his hands, wood splintering off where one of the legs had broken.

"Oh my God," I whispered.

"Kasey," Lucas threw the chair to the other side of the room, looking disgusted.  "I'm so sorry.  I didn't know what they were going to do exactly until recently.  I wanted to call the cops, but I was too scared.  I'm sorry, I'm so so so sorry," tears streamed down his face.

I stood up, zipping up my dress as I did.  "Do you honestly think sorry is going to make everything okay?"

"No!  No, God no.  I know it's not okay, I know Kasey.  I'm just so sorry," Lucas took a step towards me, shaking.

I smacked him in the face.

He reached up, touching his cheek.  

"That was for lying to me."  I smacked him again.  "That was for all of this."  I smacked him one more time.  "And that was for making me fall in love with you."

Sirens sounded in the distance.  

"I texted Teresa and had her call the police.  They're after Travis, and are on their way now," Lucas ran a hand through his hair.

"Great, Teresa is probably freaking out," I said.  

"I'm sorry Kasey," Lucas took another step towards me.  "Will you ever be able to forgive me?"

I looked into his eyes.  Those beautiful eyes I had fallen in love with such a long time ago.  For a moment, I wanted to go back to what we had.  But then, reality hit me.  He was a liar.  He was horrible.  The Lucas I once loved, was now the Lucas I hated.  
I took a deep breath.  "Don't count on it."


*Authors note*  Pretty intense, I know.   Thanks for reading, and being so patient with me.  Remember the final chapter is coming up pretty soon.  (Chapter 25!) So, comment and let me know if you want to see Lucas and her back together.  I think I already have an ending in mind, but I'd like to have your opinions.  Thank you so much!