Triangles

(Echo's point of view in italics)

I found some work to do, to throw Gavin off. My doctors sometimes set me work to do so they can get a better outlook of my mind. I don't get much choice of whether I do these or not, because they make me do it right in front of them next time I go to Clinic. This task is about someone I care for. A few weeks ago I'd considered writing about Sean, but now I'm pretty sure I care more about Gavin. Last night I lay awake thinking about him. I do care. I do like him. I'm not ready to admit it though. I feel like maybe if I say something I'll be going against everything I built myself up to be. I have a year left in this damn school, less than that even! I don't have to hang around if I don't want to, right? I can go away then, to a place no one knows me. There I can get rid of this 'I'm too good for love' attitude. Gavin's running around trying to look good for tonight. I think he looks good enough as it is, or am I just saying that? Who knows.

I'm pretty pissed off Echo isn't coming out tonight. I've decided tonight was going to be my night but she has to go fuck all! I haven't had a decent fuck since...well since I met her. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying she's ruined my sex life cause she is as hot as Hell, but she's a little boring. A few weeks ago I didn't give two shits whether she liked me so long as I could get her in my bed. I've been planning it since I first laid eyes on her beautiful body. It was early spring, and in came this small, blue haired emo girl, looking as though she hated everything. Pretty much everyone fell in love with her, but she was different. She did hate everything and she ignored people at all costs. I was obviously going to get in her pants, everyone knew that. The little bitch was the only person to ignore my presence. She doesn't half drool over me now!

Tonight I’ve planned to go out, get drunk then fuck her senseless. By morning, it'll be too late. After that I can abandon her, wondering what the Hell just happened. But something’s holding me back. She's been living with me for 7 weeks and I feel very different now. I feel like I might actually like her personality, and when I was telling her I love her because of her mental disorders, I wasn't completely lying. I'm starting to feel something, deep down in the darkest depths in my heart for the blue haired emo. Tonight, I might just spare her virginity.

'Gavin Butler is...' I start. No, no idea. I'm not sure how to describe Gavin. He's...odd. But I can't talk, can I? I think maybe I should start on his appearance. I scratch out the 'is' and replace it with 'has'.

'Gavin Butler has short brown hair and crystal blue eyes. He's small but really muscular. He wears glasses and likes to wear tight skinny jeans and tight fitting tops'. Yeah not the best, but I'm not being graded or anything. I can say 'FUCK ALL!' and write about Frank the giant bunny rabbit who made me flood the school and burn down a pervert's house. I wish! Anyway, how I know Gavin next, maybe? He walks through the door, looking pretty fucking hot. He’s dressed all in black - extremely tight skinny jeans and a very tight shirt that accentuated the bulge of his muscles. Do I really think he's hot? I mean yeah he's good looking but....I don't know. Yes - Echo - you do like him. Definitely, I definitely like him. There's no going back.

Yup, Echo loves they way I look. It's a fact. Women can't resist me, I've had countless girlfriends! I prefer to call them fuck buddies, because I leave them after sex. I smiled casually at her, leaning down to kiss her lips. She has the softest lips ever. That's probably down to the fact I'm the only person who's ever kissed them. Echo sees me as something special; I'm like some Cupid to her. Fuck it, I want her so badly! I can't stick around after sex, players just don't do that. While I'm in this town I have to keep the player image up. If I worked to get it, I'll work to keep it.

"See you later, Little One" I coo softly. I sound like such a freaking paedophile but oh well, Wales seems to be full of them. She smiles and nods. Sometimes her shyness pisses me off. I'm not in the mood to argue with her anyway. I notice on her desk is a writing assignment with my name on it. That's cute! Now I feel bad, maybe she does actually care? Oh well, Sean will be there to pick up the pieces (as usual).

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The party is fucking amazing! So many hot girls, loud music, booze, all I need! The smell of sex and sweat hangs in the air, clogging up my nostrils but I don't care. This is how I like to live my life. I'm not sure how many beers I've had. Maybe seven? People keep giving me pints. Oh well, YOLO. Okay forget I said that. Some girl with big tits is grinding against me, and it’s turning me on so much. All I can think about is Echo. I want her so badly! Fuck, she plays with my mind! I push the bimbo off me and stumble gracefully towards (who I presumed is) Sean. He doesn't drink. He turns to me and grins. He knew I'd get into this state. To Hell with him, I like this! Being drunk frees me, it gives me the chance to let out all those sober thoughts. Dirty thoughts about fucking Echo.

"Idiot!" He yells above the music. We laugh together, collapsing into each other. Sean is and will always be my best friend. He puts up with my awful drunken acts and the way I treat women. He's always there to pick up the pieces. Sean and I have been mates since...I'm too drunk to remember. A very long time, let's put it that way. When I'm sober we do all this awesome shit together and we play in a band. We're going to be famous one day, I promise you.

"Dude, I'm gonna do it!" I laugh, feeling myself twitch in my boxers. Jeez, the thought of smashing her brains out is really turning me on. I bet she's so sexy naked. Fuck, she is pretty hot already. Sean's face fell. He's been friend zoned by Echo, because I'm fitter.

"Don't you dare hurt her you little shit!" He warns through gritted teeth. Sean isn't threatening dressed in Khaki carrying a machine gun. It's the hair, I swear. HA! A rhyme! Being drunk does this to me, I freaking love it.

"Neu be?" I answer back in Welsh. Wait, how do you speak English again? "Cofia ti hun, Smith: dwi'n tua deg waith yn gryfach na ti - paid a gwthia dy lwc" I hiss. Sean swallows and cowers back. I sound a lot scarier in Welsh. "A paid a dwued ddim un gair i Echo heno!" I call as I walk away. I want this to be a surprise for my beautiful baby.

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I finish my writing task in no time. I found the words flowed easily after a while. I had more positive things to say than I thought I had. There’re hardly any negative points. Well, hardly any I want to include. Jan's out tonight. She's staying with her friends. It's just me in the house, so I'm lying in my underwear on the couch watching Donnie Darko again. This film makes me cry every time. The ending when Gretchen is waving at Donnie's mother is just so sad! I always sing along to Mad World, too. It's beautiful. Especially after such a mind boggling movie. It seems someone else is in the mood for singing. Gavin came in, singing Sospan Fach at the top of his lungs like a real Welshman. He saunters over to me, straddling my waist. Before I have the chance to say hi his lips are attacking mine. He’s piss drunk.

Just in her underwear. Perfect. Is it just me or is this bra a little too small for her? Whatever, I don't care right now. This is what I've been waiting for since I first set eyes on her. Her lips are softer than ever, her skin feels so smooth beneath me. I don't care what she wants tonight, this is going my way. I break away from her lips for a second to tear my shirt off. Echo looks terrified. HA! My night - my rules.

Oh fuck no. Sean was right. Gavin will hurt me and he's stopping at nothing. I'm so scared of him, but he's drunk. He doesn't know what he's doing, right? He wouldn't really do this to me, right? If I try and protest, will he hit me? It'll be easier to just let him do what he's got to do. I feel sick as he pushes me back into the leather couch, his shirt now discarded. His tongue flips across his lips and his eyes are ablaze with lust. His hands crawl over my exposed skin, and once again I'm regretting the clothing choice. Fuck my life! He kisses my neck hungrily, sucking at the soft skin. It hurts!! What if I push him off? Will he stop and leave me be? Oh please make this stop! His hands move from his stomach to his belt and soon he’s left in just his boxers, his boner on full display. He looks back up, and evil glint in his eyes.

"You're so hot, baby" he drools. His hands continue to stroke my stomach and inner thighs. I lie still, unable to move. This is so wrong and sick. I thought Gavin cares about me! Drunken words are sober thoughts, right? Has he seriously been having all these fucked up thoughts about sex with me?!? How could I even think this boy cared for me?!? Of course, had I known I would never have got involved. I wish I'd taken Sean's advice, I'd kill for him to walk through that door right now and safe me!

"Gavin, please...." She sobs meekly. A few tears trickle down her cheeks uselessly. She thinks she has a choice? Uh, no! I've waited so long for this, she better be a good fuck. "Please don't hurt me, baby..." Aww, even a cute little pet name to soften me up! I chuckle and stroke her breast through her bra. More tears fall. I don't give two shits. She looks so hot when she cries. My dick twitches in apprehension. Fucking Hell how long has it been since I fucked last?!?

"Do you think you have the choice?" I ask forcefully but softly. I reach behind her and unhook her bra. She screams out. I hit her suddenly, a loud smack echoing through the room. Echo falls silent in shock but her tears still fall. I pull the bra off and kiss her lips. She doesn't move. Fine then, if she's going to play like that. I explore her body freely, enjoying every patch of skin. She sobs and quivers beneath me. It's pretty fucking annoying. I hook my fingers into her pants, tugging softly. God I’m so fucking hard!

"No...no no no please Gavin!" I cry out, trying to curl into a ball to protect my dignity. He hit me harder, and I cry out again unwillingly. I stare up at him, eyes wide with fear. He takes his phone from his jean pocket and waved it at me. I freeze in fear.

"Struggle again little shit and they'll be photos of you all over Facebook" he threatens. I nod, tears blurring my vision. That's the last of my dignity gone. There's nothing I can do to stop him now. Please tell me this is just because he's drunk! I don't want to think Gavin would rape someone. I feel so violated and scared. Will this hurt? What if I get some disgusting STD? Or even worse, pregnant? Is my whole life about to get flushed? He pulls down the remaining clothing, leaving me completely bare. I hate myself so damn much! What was I thinking?!? Did I ever truly believe in Gavin?!? I close my eyes and try to take my mind off the situation. It's so hard when all you can feel is burning agony between your legs.

The pain suddenly gets worse. It feels like my insides are being torn up. I cry out in pain, eyes flying open. Gavin let out a short cry of pleasure, his face twisting. Oh Hell, this is seriously happening?!? I purse my lips shut to stop myself from screaming. I don't want photos of myself on Facebook!! Oh God, that'd be so awful! I'd have to kill myself! I want to kill myself! I feel so sick and filthy, I feel like everyone will know just by looking at me. This is all my fault. I deserve this. Something begins to move inside me and the pain gets even worse. I tip my head back and close my eyes, trying to drown out the sounds of Gavin's pleasure. I deserve this. I'm a sick, disgusting freak who doesn't deserve anything nice. Shit how do people even find this erotic? It’s so painful!

She feels so freaking amazing!! Echo is definitely the greatest fuck I've ever had. There's no other way to describe how good she feels. She looks so damn sexy, sprawled on the couch, her back arched and head tipped back. Thankfully, she made no sounds other than a few cries of pain. I don't care that she's in pain. Of course, I can make this slightly easier for her, but that'd be too nice. She's a freak, she's used to pain. I ram into her delicate little body mercilessly, moaning and groaning in pleasure. She’s mind blowing, and talking about blowing...

I pull out just in time, my seed landing on her stomach. Even when I'm drunk I can control myself. I breathe deeply, watching her sob and squirm. It’s so fucking cute!!

Eww! What the hell is that?!? Yeah I know what it is but it's so freaking disgusting! It’s simultaneously slimy and sticky. Gavin 'aww's slightly beneath his breath. WHAT?!? Does he find this cute or something?!? More tears burn in my eyes. I'm so disgusting. I feel like such a whore. I want to kill myself right here, right now but I'll probably never get the guts to do it. I hate myself. I'm a fat, ugly bastard and that's why Gavin raped me. I'm just a whiney Emo bitch.

"You were amazing, Echo babe. I hope we can do this again sometime" he whispers in my ear. I shiver. Please, please, please, please God - no. "I'm off to bed, beautiful. Care to join me?" I shake my head frantically. "Please yourself"

Weight shifts around me and I hear the stairs creek. I lie crying, still feeling very violated. Slowly, I open my eyes and look around. His clothing lay scattered across the floor, my underwear somewhere amongst it. I found it and put it on quickly, though I could be wearing all the clothes in the world right now and I'd still feel unsafe. White droplets dotted my stomach, almost blending in. I stumble into the kitchen, a searing pain burning between my legs.

I want to take a shower. I feel so dirty I just need to get it off. I know it's a bad idea, you're supposed to wait till you can be examined by doctors. Besides, Gavin’s already bagged the shower. He's probably wanking. The thought nearly made me throw up. I clean his fluid off me and wash my face in the kitchen sink. I'm still crying and shaking uncontrollably. I hope to God Gav only did this thanks to alcohol. I stumble up the stairs and crawl into bed, curling into a little ball to die