seven souls seven sins - Chapter 49: Chapter 49

Natasha's pov:
Once he reaches my lips, one hand balances himself beside my shoulder whilst the other trails down my stomach, working his way down. Although I'm drunker than him, I still have my senses. "You're going to farrr." I whine trying to get him to stop going that direction.
"I think I'll be the judge of that." He slyly smirks and reaches that spot.
"No stoppp." I try to push his hand off my black lace underwear but he doesn't budge. "I'm surprised you're not already soaked, my love." His smile falters because I don't actually find him attractive. "Get off! Stop touching me!" My horse voice yelped concerned. "Fuck it, I need you." Drool forms in his mouth as he rolls up my dress.
This is not what I signed up for.
"Don't touch me!" I try to kick his balls but he applies pressure to my limbs, making me immobile. Now I realise why Seb and Flynn don't drink, they have full control over themselves. I'm resisting his attempt but he's stronger than me. He pins me to the bed with one had whilst the other grazes over my laced panties.
"STOP TOUCHING ME!" I yell, banging on his head with my spare hand.
"Be quiet bitch." He spits on me and holds both of my arms together over my head. "LET ME GO YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE." I protest as his erection presses into my underwear, the only thing blocking him from me is the piece of denim on his jeans. This escalated way too quickly for my liking.
I do not feel good in this situation.
"STOP TOUCHING ME!" I scream louder and his hand slaps my face. "Shut the fuck up, you useless cunt." He aggressively assaulted me. My face doesn't budge as I'm used to it, but behind him, I hear the door being prayed open. People banging on the wood, trying to get in.
A familiar voice echos from behind the locked door.
"Don't let that noise distract you sweetheart." He lustily grins at me and strokes his hand against my cheek. "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME. " I yelp out in fear as his body makes contact with mine. I close my eyes immediately in fear as the sound of the door being flung wide open, echos throughout the room.
In walks a furious Xavier and Xander, furious being an understatement.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Theo annoyingly turns around to be met with Xander's drunken fist. "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER." Xander infuriatingly holds his collar and pins him against the wall. "TOUCH HER, YOU DIE." Xavier growls and repeatedly punches Theo in his face.
"Go to hell." Theo groans in pain and clenches his bloody nose.
Xander head buts Theo into the concrete wall. A ruby red substance coats the ground, or more commonly known as blood. "Nat, did he touch you?" Xavier questions with his chest rising up and down, red pulsing through his veins. I quickly get off the bed and shuffle my dress down.
"He fucking did." I respond briefly out of breath.
As soon as the sentence leave my mouth Xander drops Theo to the floor and begins to ferociously beat him non-stop. "You fucking imbecile." He insults with rage coated between his words. Xavier turns towards me. "TASH I TOLD YOU NO BOYS." He sternly scolds me. "I didn't want him!" I lash out.
"Is that alcohol I smell in your breath?" His eyes widen with rage clouding them.
"It was a drinking game!" I defend myself. "Fuck Tash. I TOLD YOU TWO THINGS TO NOT DO, AND YOU DO EXACTLY THEM." He frustratingly scolds and sighs in anger. "Oh please, don't act like you weren't drinking too." I scoff and fold my arms. "Okay fine, I admit I had a few shots here and there, but YOU FUCKING GOT RAPED." His high temper is escalating by the second.
The realisation hits me like a ton of bricks.
I was raped. Me. ME. I WAS RAPED. My eyes shake at the thought and Xavier releases a frustrated sigh knowing that I finally got the message. "If I knew this was going to happen I would've NEVER agreed to help you come to this shithole." He drags me to the door and tells me to wait here and to close my eyes.
I cover my eyes with my hands but I manage to separate two fingers, allowing myself to peek through.
"Open wide." Xavier instructs as he pulls some pills from his pocket. "Make me." Theo drunkenly spits back in retaliation. Xander viciously grabs his jaw and forces Theo's mouth wide open, he took that literally. Xavier delicately places five white pills onto Theo's tongue. Then Xander kicks Theo's gut which makes him shut his mouth and swallow the pills.
"Good job bud, you just took a pill that will end your shitty life in 5 minutes." Xander sarcastically smiles at Theo's state.
Xavier then kicks Theo's unconscious, bloodied and bruised body into a corner and walks over towards me. I quickly close the gap and lower my hands innocently. "We're leaving." Xander dominantly declared. "Whatt no? The party just started." I drunkenly whine and throw my hands down as we move towards the staircase.
"YOU JUST GOT RAPED AND YOU WANT TO FUCKING STAY?" Xander shouts at me enraged with fury and pins me to the nearby wall.
Xander's eyes have fire bouncing in between them. He's madder than the Mad frickin' Hatter. "He didn't really do anything." I try to ease the tension and avoid eye contact with Xander. "HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING?" Xavier asks shocked. "When I fucking walked in, I saw your hands held together and his hand touching your you know what." Xander bitterly mutters as the scene replays in his mind.
"We're going fucking home." Xander finalises and trecks down to the bottom of the stairs.
"You're going to drive us home?" I cross my arms and arch a brow. "Yes? Is there a problem?" Xavier folds his arms, copying my stance. "You both drank alcohol and you still want to drive me home?" I try to elucidate. "What's the problem? We do that almost every other week." Xander begins to grab the car keys from his pocket.
"May I remind you that drunk driving is going to make us all road kill." I express my worries.
"She has a point." Xavier points out. "The girl is drunk for fucks sake." Xander adds whilst turning towards his twin, then back to me. "Look Nat, just give us an hour to sober up and then we'll go back home alright?" Xavier tries to compromise and control the situation. "No the fuck were not. I'm driving her home now." Xander finalises sternly.
"Xavier's idea sounds better." I voice out my opinion.
"Of course it is! Xavier this, Xavier that, I'm sick of this bullshit." Xander lashes out and walks outside with a cigarette in his hand. "Xander wait-" Xavier urgently watches Xander walk out, he turns towards me and orders "Don't move, we'll be back soon." He rubs my shoulders and hurried out to Xander's side.
Alone again.
Another wave of dizziness strikes me and my vision begins to blur in and out. I don't feel good at all. I try to make my way towards the kitchen, in search of a glass of water. I find myself in the area but another hit of alcohol affects my brain and I lean onto the nearby counter for support.
"Natasha?" A concerned Nico rushes to my side.
"Oh it's you." I make a disgusted sound. He ignores my childish remarks and speaks up. "Fuck, you're burning." His supersized hand caresses my forehead. "I'm only burning uppp because you're so hott." I drunkenly state. His usual smirk falters when he notices how drunk I actually am.
"You're drunk." He smiles softly, admiring me up and down whilst leaning against the fridge.
"Aren't we allll." I arch my brow and let the corner of my mouth tilt upwards. "Forget the bet, or whatever it was, you need to go home." He advises me. "I'll go home when I want to." I shake my head negatively whilst grinning like a child. "Not so fast m'lady." He picks me up effortlessly.
"Put me downnn, I'm heavyy." I whine and try to leave his grasp.
"Your weight is lighter than my warm up Ms.Perfect." He assures me as I wrap my hands round his veiny, bulky neck. "You knowww, your neck is actually sexier than I thought it wasss." I admire it whilst batting my thick lashes. "You don't know what you're saying, you're drunk." He reassures himself .
"Drunk words are sober thoughts Mr.Mysteriousss." I playfully respond with a wink.
He ignores my unhinged words. "Alright, I parked near my friend's house, it's near the back of Dylan's house." He explains as he carries me through the house. "Promise not to drop me?" I grip onto his neck tighter, scared of what he might do. "Only a fool would drop a girl like you." He possessively grips onto my thigh tighter, not wanting to let go.
"I'll take that as a promise." I bask in his warmth.
We come closer towards the front of Dylan's house as we pass the main hallway. "Let me down cutieee." I drag out my words. He gracefully sets me down and as I walk down the porch steps I almost trip but he catches me in the last moment. "Good catch love." I reply whilst he reels me back in.
"I only catch things that are valuable to me." He protectively replies, me being unaware to what he truly means.
"My brothers are near." I cautiously walk down the steps whilst holding onto his hand to steady myself. "Maybe heels weren't the best idea Ms.Perfect." He smirks as I struggle to walk in the shoes. We walk for about 3 minutes before he sighs and gets down on his knees.
"Woahh woahh there, I ain't ready to be a wife." I drunkenly state and back away from him.
"Let me unbuckle your heels Nat." He pleads with dominance laced within his tone. I walk up to him and he gently unclasps the heels from my feet and he carries me bridal style to his car with my heels in his spare hand. "You smell heavenlyyy" I compliment him as he walks and he smirks as I get a strong whiff of his cologne.
"Your scent is addictive Amor." He replies truthfully as we reach his car.
"How do you knowww my middle name?" I question him as he straps me into the passenger seat of his car. "I didn't, Amor means Love in Portuguese." He pauses for a moment to stare at me before retreating back into the driver's side. His eyes are focused on the road ahead as he hits the gas pedal.
"You called me Love?" My lips gently part at the realisation.
His eyes stayed on the road but I spot the corners of his mouth tilt upwards. "Can I talk to you for a second? Without any of the bickering 'nd all." He switches the subject. "Mmmmmm fine." I lean back onto the cold seat. "Before I say anything, I'm only doing this because you're drunk and you probably won't remember any of this by sunrise." He clarifies, avoiding any eye contact.
"Gowan then, we don't have all day." I roll my eyes at his pause.
"It's about this girl." He begins but my heart cracks a little knowing that it isn't about me. "She's so perfect in everything she does, her looks, her charms, her personality." He adds but my fake smiles fades, and turns into a frown. "I really like her, but tonight I saw her with another man." His eyes soften at the thought as green floods his pupils.
"She was laughing with him, dancing with him, and she even fucking kissed him." He complains and aggressively tightens his grip on the steering wheel.
"But now I realise that she never wanted me, she wanted him the whole time." His eyes shine under the moonlight. "Nicooo, do you like the girl?" It feels as if a dagger has stabbed my heart but my words remain nonchalant. "Yeah." He quietly muttered. "Yeah, and is she worth allll this trouble?" I try to motivate him.
"Well I thought she was but ya know.." His words fade off into the thin crisp air.
"Well she is, orrrrr she isn't." I start and flick a glance at him. "See first of all, he isn't halfff the man you are." I place my hand over his and it softens under my touch. "Secondly, don't let anyone everrr make you feel like you don't deserve what youu want." I gently rub his hand to calm him down even though it hurts knowing he doesn't like like me.
"Go for it." I leave his touch and my head starts to pound harder.
He leans closer, tilting his head ever so slightly towards me but pauses when he spots my confused face. "Wait a second, what did you mean by Go for it?" He questions with a heavy breath. "Go for the girl! If you really love her, show her." I motivate him. "I will, but today isn't the right time, she isn't stable right now." He hesitates.
"The fuck does stable mean?" I arch a brow.
"She had a lot to drink." He elucidates. "She was at the party?" My heart crumbles into shards knowing that there were full on models at that gaff. "Yeah, but I wish that I spent more time with her." He sighs and looks towards me. "There's always tomorrow." I conclude the pep talk.
"Wait a damn minute," His face stares at me in awe.
"What is it Mr.Mysterious?" I ask confused at his dazed face. He stares into the night sky before a smile works its way into his face, then slowly followed by a chuckle. "Did you just quote Cameron's and Patrick's pep talk from 10 things I hate about you earlier?" He asks amazed. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." I shrug my shoulders.
"Like you said, I probably won't remember anyyy of this by sunrise." I tilt my head knowing that I have to extinguish the flame that always sparks every time I'm with him.
He likes another girl, and I have to remember that. His hand rushes to my thigh but hesitates before he makes contact with my skin. "May I?" He peers into my aquatic eyes. I gently nod my head and his warm hand caresses my upper leg. "I don't like the girl that you like." I accidentally mention. My hand rushes to my mouth as I just realised what I'd done.
"You don't?" He raises a brow with his teeth still shining.
"She seems too perfect, having a girl with some flawzzz is good too y'know?" I shake my head negatively, letting the alcohol consume my conscience. "The girl that I like has no flaws." He clarifies. "Then I guess you don't really know her at all." I bite back and my hand rushes to my ringing head.
"Fuck, you alright Ms.Perfect?" The concern in his voice stands out.
"Yeah I'm fine, just had a bit too much to drink." I respond whilst my hands begin to shake uncontrollably. "Hold onto me." Nico offers his hand and I hold it. His warmth soothes me. I shut my eyes to soak up the environment. The usual busy road that remains quiet at 1am, the sound of Nico's car along the tarmac and the melody of his laugh.
My eyes pop open and turn to see his perfectly sculpted face but he was already looking at me, admiring me.
"Oh look, we're both wearing black." I point out as I glance at his unbuttoned shirt. His eye contact makes my cheeks flush a light pink. "Matching outfits is cool, matching last names is cooler." He smirked to himself. "Your cheesy pick up lines are outdated." I smile to myself and roll my eyes at his attempt.
"They'll work, one day." His deep voice beams throughout the vehicle.
"One day.." I mutter out loud as I stare off into the distance. The stars stay in the sky as Nico speeds down the road. The moon glows like no other. It reflects a blueish tint upon Nico's jawline, that highlights his flawless bone structure. I soon recognise the familiar pathway and by the time I know it, we've reached my home.
"Is it time for you to go alreadyyy??" I whine.
"Not just yet Amor, I'll carry you to the front door mk?" He smiles at the fact that I don't want him to leave. In a hurry, he gets out of his side and opens the door for me. "Wrap your arms around my neck, just like before." He softly instructs. I do just that and he pulls me up effortlessly again.
"Atta girl." He praises me and shuts the car door with a flick of his foot.
"My brothers are going to skin you alive once they see your face, let alone you holding me." I warn him. "I can handle it Ms.Perfect." He smirks at my concern and rings the doorbell with his foot, not letting me go. After around 2 minutes there's still no response. "Are your brothers out right now?" Nico questions whilst beaming into my eyes.
"Hmm, from what I've gathereddd, they don't use the front door that often." I remember.
"Typical Morales." Nico grins to himself. After he finished that last sentence, the door flied wide open and Vincent, Adrien and Chase stand there with their guns drawn, pointing directly at Nico. "Looks like I've intruded on yet another family gathering, how pleasant." Nico sarcastically announces.
Oh boy, this is not going to go down well.