A few miles down the road, her cell phone beachteens rang.
Finally, she thought, digging through her purse for beachteens the phone. She pulled beachteens the antenna out with her beachteens teeth, jabbed the Talk button and said, "Yeah?"
Grace's voice crackled into her ear beachteens. "Gina. I need for you to meet me." She sounded tired. The poor kid was probably worn out from the roll and all that peace, love, unity and respect.
"Where the fuck beachteens are beachteens you then?" Gina asked welcome, irritation levels on the rise. "I'm not very thrilled about driving all over town looking for you. This wasn't part of the beachteens deal. And who's 'we beachteens'?"
Great, Gina thought. Leave it to Grace beachteens to hook up. Her little beachteens sister was even more of a boy beachteens magnet than Gina was - there was a long line of high school boys waiting to beachteens get in beachteens her pants. And I 'm playing taxi beachteens driver in the beachteens middle of the night beachteens while she locks lips with some 'N Sync-looking beachteens mall rat.
When beachteens she rolled into the parking lot of Sullivan's - a grease pit of an all-night beachteens diner - Grace beachteens was nowhere to be seen. Gina was too tired to get out and look for her beachteens, and she was just beachteens about to pick beachteens up her phone when she saw Grace get welcome out of a big gray Blazer across beachteens the lot. A tall, dark haired guy stepped down from the driver's side and moved in behind her. Gina slowly welcome drove over to them and rolled beachteens down her window. Grace looked really fucked up, while her new boyfriend stared down at Gina with beachteens uncomfortable intensity. She beachteens disliked him beachteens immediately. Glancing at Grace, she said, "You ready beachteens?"
Grace frowned beachteens. "When have you been in a 'jam like this'?"
Erik slurped his beachteens coffee beachteens. The smell made Grace's stomach churn. "You beachteens're even hotter than beachteens your little sister ," he said. "We're going to have lots of fun."
Gina laughed beachteens, like she knew something Grace didn't. "You don't know anything about me, asshole."
The lights whizzed around her, so beachteens she tried welcome to keep her eyes on her knees, which peeked out beachteens from under her big beachteens nightshirt. The drug moved like hot molasses through her bloodstream, making Gina lose her tenuous grip on her fear beachteens, but beachteens she knew she wouldn beachteens't slip beachteens completely out of beachteens control if she didn't look at the lights.
"Bitch." Erik beachteens exclaimed beachteens, snatching his hand away from her face welcome. For a second beachteens, she felt certain he beachteens was going to hit her, but beachteens he didn't.
Erik continued his quietly beachteens insistent verbal assault welcome on her sister's will. In her head, Gina went through the vocals to some songs in beachteens her band's current beachteens set list, eyes squeezed beachteens shut, trying to picture beachteens the crowd beachteens at beachteens her last beachteens show. Through the ropes, she continued to gauge Grace beachteens's beachteens condition. Not too good beachteens. She was starting to squirm less and less against beachteens his steady rubbing beachteens and pawing, starting to inch toward his hands before they landed on her. Periodically Grace would beachteens whisper insults at him, but Gina knew she'd only lose control of her emotions if she paid too much beachteens attention.
"There you go," Erik said, as if Grace were four years old. "Isn't that beachteens better?"
Something was happening beachteens with the beachteens ropes beachteens. One at a time, they beachteens were slackening beachteens. She didn't dare open her eyes again, but her curiosity burned. What the hell's beachteens he doing now welcome? Gina beachteens heard the beachteens ropes fall to the beachteens floor beachteens, one beachteens by one. Felt Grace leave the chair beachteens behind her, then felt the chair move away as well. Erik stood behind her and drew her head back beachteens against his beachteens stomach. Her eyes beachteens opened instinctively as his hands gripped her head and his fingers tugged at her eyebrows. His roughness beachteens made her struggle , but the drug made beachteens her clumsy. She almost spilled out of beachteens her chair as beachteens Grace moved in and straddled beachteens her, taking the beachteens place of the ropes. Her little sister pinned her pelvis into the cheap folding chair, causing welcome Gina to frown against the weight. She struggled meekly against Erik's hands, while beachteens Grace began to touch her in ways she felt were wholly beachteens inappropriate.
There has to be a way to fight this...
And out on the beachteens subway,
They pulled into the lot, next to Gina's little white car. There weren't many beachteens people here this time of the afternoon. The sun pounded the blacktop in the dirty parking lot, and the restaurant's beachteens air beachteens conditioner stuttered in the already oppressive June heat. Gina could smell a dumpster through the open window. As beachteens they stepped out of Seth's ride, her cell phone rang. A piece of paper fluttered on the beachteens windshield of her car beachteens, trapped under a wiper beachteens blade . The beachteens humid breeze beachteens made it rattle softly. Absently, she handed the phone beachteens to Seth beachteens.
"You bet beachteens."
Gina slipped into the driver's seat and started the engine. As she pulled beachteens out of the beachteens lot, she couldn't help checking the mirror to make sure Seth was there. And as she drove off slowly beachteens, she began to wonder how she was going to protect herself and her sister from the beachteens likes of Erik beachteens.
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