NoteMMSA Stories:::Sorry to have to post out of order, but part one and two were destroyed due to technical difficulties Roland's stupidity) and now I must start over. Hope you enjoy anyway.
A New life part 3
I opened the front door and stepped in slowly, trying not to make any noise. I didn't even turn on the lights. I was just going to go straight up to my room and get into bed before Nick ever even knew I had been gone. That was, if I could find my bedroom. With all the alcohol I drank I wasn't even sure I was in the right house.
I crept into the dark living room trying to feel for the couch. "God, where is it?" I thought to myself as I stepped further and further. "It's got the be here somewhe---" Then WHACK!!! I smacked my shin on the coffee table .
"OOOL" I grabbed my leg and bite my lip to keep from crying out as the pain throbbed through my whole body. "Jesus who put that there." I thought as I tried to regain my composure.
It took a minute, but finally I was able to walk again, and managed to find the stairs. "Thank God." I thought and was about to put my foot on the first step, then suddenly................. the lights flicked on.
I let out a startled yelp - as I about jumped out of my skin - and whipped myself around. Nick was standing in the doorway of the kitchen, his large muscular arms folded over his broad chest, looking very very unhappy.
"Where the _f_u_c_k_ have you been!!" He shouted suddenly making me jump again. He hardly ever cursed like that in front of me.
"UHHHHH....I couldn't sleep...so I just thought I'd...."
"What? Sneak out of the house!" He yelled. "Yeah I noticed, now where the hell were you? And I better get the truth or so help me God....."
"I was j-just out with some fff-friends-sss.." I said trying to sound normal, but my words were slurring big time.
He unfolded his arms and pushed off the wall suddenly. A second later he was standing in front of me, looking down into my eyes, a look of amazement on his face. "Have you been drinking?" He asked.
"AHHHH, NOOOOO." I said stepping backwards on unsteady legs.
His mouth was hanging open in shock. "You have....Just look at yourself. Where the hell were you that you were drinking?........Who were you with?"
"Just some ffff-friends," I said.
"Which friends!?!"
I had to think quick......"Uhhhh Paul and Anthony (Brothers)" I lied.
He gave me a harsh look then stepped closer, his blue eyes blazing with heat. I just looked up at him, frozen in fear.
"That's Bull_s_h_i_t_." He said. "I saw them earlier when they were getting ready to leave for Boston to visit some relatives........now you tell me the truth." He stopped suddenly then grabbed my chin in his hand. "Let me see your eyes? Did you do anything else?" He asked as he looked closely.
"No!" I told him.
"Don't you lie to me!" He yelled.
I got angry. "I said NO!" I shouted and knocked his hand off suddenly, which did nothing for the situation.
He snapped. He grabbed my arm and started pushing me up the steps with a force that about knocked me on my ass.
"OWLLLLL......Get off of me," I yelled as I tried to resist.
He didn't stop pushing till he had me in the bathroom, and then he forced me into the shower - clothes and all and turned on the water. I Jumped when the stream of cold water hit my face and tried to push my way past him. "Let me out of here." I shouted.
He got in the shower with me and forced me back under the cold water. "This ought to sober you up.....now you tell me what else your on!"
"Get off of me!" I yelled.
He grabbed both sides of my jacket and lifted me up off my feet (My toes were barely touching the floor.) "What else did you take!!" He shouted. "Tell me the truth or I'll strip you down and ---"
"Nothing!" I shouted and started bawling right there at that moment. "I swear I didn't take anything else..... someone had a joint....but I didn't touch it...... I swear to god!" I yelled.
He starred at me for what seemed hours, his eyes blazing with more fury than I had seen in a long time, then finally he dropped me back on my feet and turned off the cold water. I slid down the wall till I was sitting on the floor where I continued to bawl.
After stepping out of the shower, Nick looked down at himself as if he just noticed he was soaking wet and dripping. "Jesus Christ!" He yelled as he rubbed his hand threw his wet hair, then he looked back at me. "Where did you get the alcohol?"
I realized right then that he was right about one thing, that cold water sure sobered me up quick. "Johnny gave it to me" I said as I wiped my face with the towel from the rack.
"Who's Johnny?"
"Jeff's brother." I told him.
"Jeff?" He said sounding surprised, "Well he's a real good friend isn't he, letting you drink."
"He didn't know I was drinking." I tried to explain.
"Where did Johnny get the alcohol, he isn't twenty one."
"I don't know." I said.
"Well I know something....... you won't be hanging with that group anymore.....I'll tell you that much right now."
I looked at him as if studden. "What?"
He wiped the excess water off his face with his hand. "You heard me. No more. It's over." .
"You can't keep me from my friends." I said sounding almost shocked that he would even say such a thing.
He perched his hands up on his hips and gave me a raised eyebrow look. "Oh yes I can."
I got angry. "No, you can't......He's my friend...... you can't keep me from my friend."
He stepped forward suddenly - making me recoil back against the shower wall - then his finger came up. "You just let me catch you with him....." He said. ".......and there will be one sorry young man living in this house."
I just looked up at him coldly.
"Now the discussion is over. I want you to get your tale up out of there, dry yourself off, and be in your room in five minutes. Do you understand me?" He asked.
"Yes sir." I said softly.
"Good." He said then he just stormed out leaving wet foot prints on the carpet as he went.
I looked down at myself, trying to take in all that had just happened. Man, what a mess.....I got yelled at, half drowned in the shower till I was soaked to the bone, I was cold, I was nauseous, I just lost my friend, not to mention the fact that I was probably going to get my butt beat five shades of red, and/or grounded for the rest of my life. God. I felt like bawling all over again.
I pulled myself up off the floor and stepped out of the shower, my shoes squishing as I went, I kicked them of first, then I removed my shirt, jeans and underwear and threw everything on the floor of the shower, and began to dry off.
When I was done in there I ran to my room with the towel wrapped around my waist. Man, what a cold trip that was. I was freezing by the time I got there so I went right to my middle dresser drawer, pulled out a T-shirt, and put it on quickly.
"Oh man....that's better." I thought as I moved up to the top drawer and pulled out a dry pair of underwear and sweat shorts.
I was about to slip both on when I heard Nick clear his throat from my doorway.
I glanced over and saw that he too had changed into something dry. Black sweat pants, and a tight white tank style undershirt which only seemed to highlight every muscle in his chest and washboard stomach, not to mention expose his huge arms from shoulder down to his hands (The right one clutching his black leather belt)
My mouth dropped open.
"No need to do that just yet." He said gesturing towards the shorts and underwear. "We're not quite done."
"Oh no." I thought, my head still spinning some from the alcohol. "This is all I need."
He stepped into the room and went right over to my desk. "You have crossed the line this time buddy boy." He said as he pulled my chair out and placed it in the center of the room. "I am so disappointed in you that I can't see straight."
My heart was thumping so hard in my ears that I barely understood what he was saying. I just watched as he sat down in the chair. Finally he said those dreaded words. "GET OVER HERE."
I gave him a pleading look. "Please Nick.....please don't whip me."
His blazing blue eyes pierced me as he pointed with the belted hand. "Do NOT make me ask you AGAIN!"
"Pleas Nick....I'll never sneak out or drink again..... I swear" I told him sounding convincing even to myself, but he would not hear it.
"ONE!" He shouted, making me jump.
My feet wouldn't move. They were stuck to the floor under me. "Please."
He turned his head slightly and gave me that warning look. "TWOOOO!"
I was going to go....I was. I told my feet to move and they were about to but...........it was too late.
He hit three and jumped out of the chair quicker than I could blink.
"NOOOOOO." I shouted and dove for my bed.
He dropped his knee onto my bed beside me so hard, the force of it made me bounce up in the air. Then he flipped me over on my stomach and yanked my T-shirt up exmposing my bare ass. "You little _s_h_i_t_. Do you think I am playing with you!!" He shouted.
I threw both hands back and tried to hold on, but he was much too strong for me. He jerked my hands back and brought the belt down across both cheeks of my ass hard........WHAP.
"OWLLLLHHHHHOLLLLL!" I shouted and immediately tried to twist and flip myself over.
He would have none of it. He pinned my arm at my side, laid his knee over the center of my back - holding me firmly in place - then cut loose.
WHAP, CRACK, SNAP, WHAP, SNAP, CRACK....
"You won't ever.....ever sneak out of this house to go get drunk again, do you hear me!?"
OUCH....OWLLL...NICK DON'T......UHHHHH....UHHHHHH
"Yesss....yessss...I hear you!" I shouted as I tried desperately not to cry, but the was whipping me like it would go out of style.
WHAP, CRACK, SNAP, WHAP, SNAP, CRACK..
"I can't believe you would even dare....and God help you if I find out that you took drugs......... I'll skin you alive!"
NOOOOO....AHHHHH....OOOLLLL....HOOOOOOO...UHHHHHHH "I didn't ......I didn't.......I swear...please...NICK!"
The flames were up to monstrous levels now......and I began to wish that I was back in the cold shower. Tears were standing in my eyes as I fought hard not to let them loose, but they were going to fall weather I wanted them to or not.
WHAP, CRACK, SNAP, WHAP, SNAP, CRACK....
"......and I better not find out tomorrow that you got into a car with someone else who was intoxicated...... If I do I'll give you a whipping what will make this one seem like a European vacation."
OWLLL...OWLLLLL......UHHHHH...AHHHHHAAAAAA.....OOOLLLL "I didn't. I DIDN'T!" I screamed as I began to cry loudly. "Please....stop......STOP!"
I was going nuts trying to get away. I drew my knees up under myself one at a time and was pushing up trying to get myself off the bed, but all that did was raise my backside up in the air, giving him a better target.
WHAP, SNAP, CRACK WHAP, SNAP, CRACK
OWLLLL...OUCH.....AHHHH.....OWLLLL......AHHHHHHHH I was bawling heavy now, unable to catch enough breath to speak....anything coherent anyway.
WHAP, CRACK, SNAP, WHAPPPPPPPP.
Finally the last blow landed and I felt the pressure of his knee ease off my back.
God I was on fire. I slowly eased my hand back and tried to rub the burning hot flesh, but it was scorching.
I felt him get off of the bed then all of sudden he shouted. "_s_h_i_t_TTTT!"
The next thing I heard was his belt hitting my far wall. I lifted my head quickly to see what was going on, but only caught a glimpse of his back as he stormed out of my room.
I dropped my head in my pillow and bawled like a baby. Man did I hurt, which made me mad. I mean I was a teenager for Christ sake. Teenagers weren't supposed to get punished like this were they? Well? Hello?
As I lay there debating this in my head, Nick came in the room behind me and sat on my bed. I jumped when I felt the bed shake only because he startled me, but he took it as something else. "Oh no, no, no. Don't worry. It's OK...it's over." He said and began to rub my back. I turned my head and looked at him.
All the fire in him was gone now. His eyes were no longer blazing or angry. "Are you all right?" He asked.
I shook my head yes as I tried to control the hitching in my breath. "I'm sorry." I choked out.
"I know you are.........I am too." He said, his voice cracking a little "I am to."
To be continued................