Chapter 3
Tripp
The Aftermath…
I crack my eyes open and see the cheerleading squad surrounding Savannah.
All with knives in their hands. Tatum raises her arm, sinking the blade into Sav’s groin, then whispers something that I can’t make out.
I’m too far away. I go to scream, but nothing comes out.
Tears spill from my eyes as the next girl, I think Samantha is her name, slices down my girl’s bare legs as Camille stabs into Savannah’s ribs.
They stand around her laughing like this is the funniest thing they’ve ever done.
Another two girls squat down, pulling Sav’s hair, slicing through her black locks.
I can hear the shredding of her flesh and the blood sloshing as it leaves her body.
The rage built up in my chest makes me want to slaughter them all, and I will once I’m able to peel myself off the fucking gravel.
Listening to the team rape her nearly killed me.
My heart dropped and shattered to a million pieces seeing her so helpless on the ground as they rutted into her, and there was nothing I could do about it.
Groaning, I try to get up, but my body screams in pain from the brutal beating the football team gave me. I just want to get to her. I have to save her from these fucking monsters.
I overheard a few of the guys talking about their plan tonight in the bathroom at the dance.
When I confronted them by slamming Tony into the tile wall, ready to unleash hell upon him, he told me to ‘chill’ and to take part.
It was going to be a team effort. Running a train on the captain of the squad.
‘Make her beg for more cock.’ It took everything I had in me to not hit him in his smug fucking face.
So, when I refused, they all turned on me.
I don’t know how Jeremy found out about us.
We’ve been careful not to be around one another outside of the house and to never speak about it to others, so who did she tell?
Because I never slipped up. Not once. Even if all I ever want is to be close to her, holding her in my arms. At school, where there are eyes everywhere, I act like she doesn’t exist even when she is the center of my world.
“Savannah, how much longer do I have to ignore you at school? I fucking hate it!” I tell her, plopping onto her bed. She takes out her ear buds and places them in their case.
“Well, hello to you too,” she says, folding her arms over her chest.
“Don’t give me that look. I didn’t tell them to take your spanx from your locker! Complain to your boyfriend about it,” I say, and she huffs.
“But you didn’t do shit about it either!” she retorts. I sit up and crawl up the bed, right between her legs. Making myself comfortable, she raises a brow at me, and I smirk, licking my lips.
“You know damn well there was nothing I could say or do that wouldn’t give us away,” I counter.
“While that may be true, I–” I cut her off mid-sentence as I slide her panties to the side and suck her clit into my mouth. “Tripp,” she moans. “Warn a girl first. My god.”
“That’s right, baby, your god is here to worship you.
Now, lay back while I make you cum on my face,” I growl, lapping her up as her creamy thighs tremble on each side of me.
Sliding a finger into her soaked cunt, I arch my finger a bit, feeling for the spot that makes her bow off the bed.
I slowly pump in and out while licking and sucking her little clit as my other hand reaches up, pinching her hardened peaks.
Her hips lift and grind against my face.
“Yes, Tripp. Just like that. Oh my god! Your tongue is amazing,” she whimpers.
“Mmm, Sav. You taste so fucking good. I can do this for hours,” I groan, my dick painfully hard in my shorts.
“Please, don’t stop. I- I’m almost there,” she moans, her hips rolling faster and faster. I add another finger and flick my tongue against her clit rapidly as she gushes against my face.
“Yes, yes, yes. Fuckkkkk!” she yells as her little nub pulsates. I spread her lips apart, spitting on her clit.
“One more, baby. I want you a trembling mess,” I tell her as she tries to close her legs, but I don’t let her.
“I can’t, I’m too sensitive,” she whines, but I lick her slowly, circling around her clit and down to her tight cunt.
I lick around her hole and down to her ass, biting both cheeks, making her yelp, then back up in one swift motion before sucking her nub roughly into my mouth, flicking the tip with my tongue rapidly as I finger fuck both her cunt and ass until she cums against my face again.
“No more. I can’t,” she pants. I place a kiss against her clit before climbing the rest of the way up her body. Pressing my lips against her, she moans into my mouth, sucking herself off my tongue. “Mmm, I do taste good,” she laughs.
“I wasn’t lying to you,” I tell her as she cups my face, looking into my eyes.
“I promise after homecoming. I’m all yours,” she says, and I nod.
“You are already mine, but I want the world to know who you belong to,” I tell her, kissing her lips again.
“It will always be me, you, and our baby,” she says as our hands find her flat stomach.
Hearing her groan in the near distance takes me out of the memory as they continue to hurt her. No one knows that she’s pregnant and that alone desecrates me. Again, I try to scrape myself from the gravel as I hear sirens in the distance.
“Let’s roll. Someone called the cops!” Jeremy says, and they scamper like rats. Running away as fast as they can, I lift my arms and crawl to her. Dragging my bruised body next to hers, I reach for her hand, and she jolts, her breath coming in and out rapidly, like she can’t catch her breath.
“Sav, baby. I’m here. Just keep breathing for me,” I beg as she turns her face to look at me. Our eyes connect as a tear seeps from her forest green orbs.
“W-we tell n-no one. I-I w-want to kill t-them all!” she stammers, as blood dribbles from her lips.
“I promise you, they will pay. One way or another. Don’t worry about that. I need you to just keep breathing. Hold on just a little longer,” I plead, as I place my hand on her stomach just above the gash Tatum left behind. I pray to god the baby is okay.
“I-I love y-you, Tripp. T-thank y-you for treating me l-like a queen,” she stammers. I cup her face, pressing my lips to hers.
“I love you more, Savannah. Stay with me, baby,” I beg as her eyes begin to close. “Open those eyes, Sav. Come on, baby. The cops are almost here,” I reassure her, but they never open. “Sav! Savannah!” I yell, shaking her still body.
The siren gets louder as the flashing lights reflect in the distance. “Savannah, please baby, open your eyes and breathe for me. They are here for you. Come on! This isn’t it for us. Fuck!” I yell as I hear doors slamming shut.
“Sir, sir, step away from the young lady,” an officer says.
“I’m her boyfriend, we were attacked,” I plead as the sky spins.
“Sir, are you alright?” he asks me as he speaks into his com, ordering another ambulance.
If god is going to take her from me then he might as well take me too.