Free Catch My Fall by Ella Fox Page A

fell off of her stool, I started laughing hysterically.  Brady and Chad were smiling and laughing too and I thought that maybe I had been to o hard in my stance on them.  All of my worrying was for nothing and nothing mattered enough to be upset about. 
    Everything was great except for the fact that my head was too heavy for my shoulders right then.  Leaning forward, I laid my head down on the cool copper top of the bar and let out a sigh of appreciation for how good it felt against my cheek.  Just one minute of relaxing and I’d jump up and get everyone to play a game of pool with me.
    Just. One. Minute.
    Flash.
    Flash.
    Flash.
    My eyelids feel as if they’re weighted down with something.  Are there such things as eyelid weights?
    Flash.
    Flash.
    Flash.
    I’m seeing sparkly dots behind my eyelids… why is that?
    Flash.
    Laughter.
    Deep laughter.
    I am cold.
    I can feel someone arranging my limbs.  There is a head against my inner thigh.  My ankle is being pulled away from my body. 
    This isn’t right.  Something. Isn’t. Right.
    Darkness.
    My jaw hurts.  I am choking on something.
    Flash.
    I hear the sound of smacking. Is someone being spanked?
    Flash.
    Flash.
    “It’s too bad this little bitch is a fucking virgin. Your dad’s always saying what a slut she’ll grow up to be.  I expected to slide right in there.”
    “I told you man, no fucking blood or tearing.  That’s how people get arrested.”
    Flash.
    Flash.
    “Remember what I said and don’t go fucking savage, Chad.  No vaginal tearing allowed , even on this whore.”
    Flash.
    “Come on her face… Yes! Good job, man.  I got that fuckin’ shit.”
    Darkness.
    * * *
    I come to immersed in water…. so much fucking water.  Looking down, I find that I am naked.   Naked and my skin feels like it’s on fire.
    Where am I?
    It is the shivering that finally brings me to a fuller level of alertness.  Opening my eyes, I find myself propped up next to Macy, who is also naked.  I realize that we are in the zero-entry portion of a pool.  We are both seated in about a foot of water, and Brady and Chad are on the other side of the pool horsing around.
    This is bad.  This is bad. This is bad.
    This.
    Is.
    BAD.
    Why am I naked in front of Brady and Chad?  Why is Macy naked?  Why did we both fall asleep?  How the hell did I get into this pool? There’s a taste in my mouth that isn’t right and even thinking about what it might be is making my heart race in a very bad way, so I push the thought down and force myself not to think about it.
    With as much strength as I can muster, I shake Macy.  Over and over again I shake her, but she’s out of it, her only response a groan and a plea for me to stop moving her.
    I startle when Brady throw s his arm around my shoulders and he pulls me into him before grabbing my left nipple with his free hand and twisting it painfully.  “You bitches are fucking crazy! What a night!”
    There is no space between his words and my body rejecting everything I’ve put inside of my stomach in the last day.  I vomit uncontrollably as tears pour out of my eyes and Brady screams about me fucking up his pool.  Pulling his arm away from my shoulders, he shoves at me in anger, causing me to flop over into the water.
    I struggle to get up while I continue dry heaving, and Brady screams for me to take my slutty friend and get the fuck out of his house.  I try to get myself together as he and Chad scramble from the pool before drying off and slamming into the house.  A few minutes later the sliding glass doors open and Brady throws a pile of clothes and two purses out onto the concrete. 
    Giving me a look of pure evil he shouted, “You’ve got thirty minutes to get the fuck out of here.  If you don’t go, I’m calling the police and telling them that you’re trespassing and destroying my pool.”
    My head has cleared a little, but I am literally swimming in a sea of vomit and humiliation as I pull Macy from the