"Westmont High"

A new story series by Richard Broadstreet

<<< "Westmont High" may contain some adult content. >>>

||| Episode 3: "Insecurities And Pain" |||


	David entered his darkened room, sat his backpack down on his bed, 
and sat down at the computer. But before connecting to the Internet, he 
pulled out the piece of paper with Kat's number on it. Should he call?, he thought. He really wanted to call her, just to hear her sweet voice again.
	"I better not." David muttered. He didn't want to seem to desperate. 
He set the paper aside and got online.

	Brad was laying in a hospital bed with two broken legs. "The doc 
said that I may not walk again." Brad told Zack.
	Zack was one of Brad's closest friends. "Just... hope for the best." 
he said.
	"Hope for the best? This could mean no more football... ever. And 
football is most of my life right now." Brad said. "I might as well be 
dead."
	"Don't say that..." Zack told him.
	"I can't feel... anything... below my waist right now..." Brad 
pointed out. "Just try fucking a girl with that..." He paused. "My life is 
over."
	"You're going to get better. Just believe." Zack said. "Alright, I 
gotta go. It's getting late."
	Brad was silent for a moment. "Alright. See ya." Brad watched as 
Zack left then loudly sighed and covered his face with his hands. Just then, 
Brad heard laughter and uncovers his face to see an attractive female 
laughing.
	"Hey." Brad said, smiling. "I haven't seen you around school. What's 
your name?"
	"You can call me Eve." she told him.
	"I'm Brad." he told her. "You have a beautiful name."
	"Quit trying to get into my pants. None of it will work." Eve said.
	Brad was caught off guard by the reply. "Umm... why are you here?"
	"Well, I caused your accident. I have these... powers. I don't know 
why I have them or where they came from. I was born with them." Eve said.
	"Why did you do this to me?" Brad asked. 
	"You deserve it... after what you've done to Stacy." Eve replied.
	Brad knew she had power. He had felt some force push him into the 
street just before the accident. "You fuck up the rest of my life for that?" 
	"You have stolen her innocence. She will never be the same." Eve 
told him. "Now, so will you..." She smiled.
	Brad sighed. "I know your secret now. By this time next week, 
everyone at school will know."
	"No. They won't." Eve said. "If you tell one soul what I've told 
you, I will be upon you in a split second..." She moved her face to only 
inches from his. "And you will not live to see another day. Got it?"
	"You don't scare me." Brad told her.
	"I don't?" Eve said, and snapped her fingers. At that moment, Brad 
grabbed at his throat, obviously unable to breath. "Scared yet?" She smiled 
an evil grin.
	After a few moments, Eve snapped her fingers again and Brad quickly 
took a breath.

	The next day of classes was like the first. The latest gossip going 
around was that Tommy Oliver was now in jail for raping Samantha Davis and forming a relationship with another male inmate. Tommy hasn't been to school yet this school year.
	Kat stood at her locker after fifth period. As she was grabbing the 
books for next period, Samantha came up to her. "Hey."
	"Hi." Samantha said. "I still can't believe that Tommy would've done 
something like that." She sighed.
	"Yeah. Me either." Kat muttered. "A part of me just doesn't want to 
believe it."

	Stacy was on her way to her last class of the day. She was in a 
quieter, less populated area of the high school. She felt this weird feeling 
like she was being watched.
	Suddenly, she was pulled into a dark classroom and was layed on a 
large desk. A large piece of duct tape was placed over her mouth and her 
hands were handcuffed. She felt helpless as the stranger began to undress 
her, fondling her body the whole time.
	The rapist pulled away Stacy's panties and fingered her pussy. Stacy 
half-screamed half-moaned in reply beneath the duct tape.
	The stranger smiled as he felt her pussy getting wetter. He began licking Stacy's tits, making them harden.
	Stacy continued her attempts at screaming for help as the man slid 
his penis into her. The terror seemed to last forever as he kept pumping it 
into her, faster every time. Only seconds from cumming, he pulled it out and 
came into some sort of container.
	As he was finishing up, Stacy got to her feet and walked up behind him. Just as he zipped up his pants and turned around, Stacy flung her 
handcuffed hands at him, hitting him hard in the face. Then, when the 
stranger was about to deal with her, Stacy pulled the duct tape off her 
mouth began screaming as loud as she could.
	The rapist turned to the door and quickly made his escape.

	David Peters entered his room and sat his bookbag on his bed, like 
he did at the end of every school day. He sat down in front of his computer 
and pulled out the small piece of paper with Kat's phone number on it.
	"I'm gonna call her... I'm gonna call her... I'm gonna call her..." 
he muttered to himself as he picked up the phone and dialed her number.
	After three rings, Kat picked up it up. "Hello."
	"H-Hi. It's David." he said.
	"Oh, hi." Kat said. "How are you?"
	"I'm fine." David answered, smiling. "How are you?"
	"I'm great." Kat replied. Then, there was an awkward moment of 
silence.
	"So when do you want to go out on that date?" David asked suddenly. 
	"Oh, hmm... how about... now?" Kat said.
	"Now? ... Sure..." David answered, still smiled.

	"At least there's one thing great about an accident." Brad muttered 
to the empty hospital room. "No school." He laughed.
	Brad's arm, which was holding the remote to the wall-mounted TV, 
was suddenly twisted by some unseen force. Brad groaned in pain.
	Eve appeared out of nowhere before him, laughing. 
	"When will you stop this?" Brad asked, sounding pissed.
	"Actually, I don't know... Maybe when you apologize to Stacy..." 
Eve answered.
	"Never. I've got no reason to apologize." Brad told her.
	"Goodnight then." Eve replied. Only seconds later, Brad's eyes 
closed and he was out like a light. 

	"That was a great movie." Kat said as David parked his brother's 
car in front of Kat's house.
	"Yeah. But the ending was so cliche." David told her. He got out of 
the car and opened the car door for Kat.
	Kat got out of the car and stood, smiling at David. "I had a great 
night." Kat said.
	"I did too." David smiled back. Then there was an awkward silence 
between them.
	Kat walked up to David and they kissed for a few moments. 
"Goodnight." Kat said, smiling.
	"Goodnight." David repeated, smiling back.
	Kat walked into her house as David was frozen in place, not 
believing what had just happened.

	As soon as Kat closed the front door, her mom was upon her. "Have 
you seen your sister, Jen?"
	"Not since this morning." Kat answered. "What's up?"
	Kat's mother had a frieghtened look on her face. "Jen's missing."

	Jen Sullivan was tied to a chair in a darkened room. A shadowy 
figure joined her in the room. This was the rapist...
	Jen attempted a scream for help, but it was muffled by the duct 
tape covering her mouth. The stranger laughed an evil laugh...


To Be Continued...




Preview Of Next Episode:

"Westmont High, Episode 4: Stolen Innocence"

David and Kat come togather to begin a search for her sister, Jen. 
Meanwhile, 16-year-old Jen unwillingly becomes a sex slave to the rapist, 
whose free days may just be numbered. Brad prepares for his departure from 
the hospital, but Eve has other plans for him.