Remember, My Angel
Chapter Three

The party was inside due to the weather and it was getting late. At this time, everyone was just beginning to change into their pajamas and getting ready for bed. Sonja was sitting on her bed and starting to regret ever agreeing to join in her brother’s slumber party, her staying was her gift to him.

The boys had been playing video games in her brother’s room while Sonja sat in her room in the dark doing basically nothing. A thunderstorm was going on now causing lightening every so often and thunder, shocking her with its sounds.

“I guess they figure they’d play some videogames before they’re kicked off cause of this lightening. Then I guess they’ll be in here to bug me.” She thought to herself sighing as she stretched out across her bed, enjoying the little bit of free time she had to herself. “At least the older kids will be in here…but dammit, so will Antonio. I don’t even know why I agreed to this! Oh…that’s right, I was too cheap to buy a gift. Then again, I didn’t know ‘he’ would be coming when I agreed. I guess I should’ve expected it, Antonio somehow always convinces Tray to let him be included in anything that his brothers are doing. But I don’t know how he convinced him to allow two other people room my school come too I mean he doesn’t even know them…but it was anything to get Antonio to come, how twisted is that? Antonio wanted to be invited and Tray wanted him to come yet he still made Tray feel like he had to bribe him to come. Now, he’s invited three guy’s eight years older than him to his tenth birthday party, what was he thinking! I guess he doesn’t know any better, but I wish he did.” She thought sighing heavily then flopping back on her bed, changing from her sitting position.

“Aw, what’s wrong Sonja?” A voice called from the doorway.

Cringing at the sound Sonja sat up instantly and responded, “Get out Antonio.”

“What’s wrong? You know you wanna talk, I could hear you sighing from in the hall. And for the last time, its Tony, stop calling me Antonio.”

“I said get out; you know I didn’t want you to be here in the first place.”

“Look.” He started out rough tone, inviting himself into her room as he’d done many times before, shutting the door behind him then softening his tone. “Why can’t we go back to how things were?” He asked placing an arm around her causing her to move to the other side of the bed.

“Listen, I’m not a little girl any more Tony.” Sonja said, her eyes swelling with tears. “You can’t just put your hands on me whenever you feel like it. You’re not-.”

“I love you.” He said soft and innocently, making Sonja want to cry even more. She hated hearing those words, they literally made her sick to her stomach ever since he’d said them to her, and her friend as well.

“I-.” Sonja started, not sure of what she was saying, “You loved Denise too, right?” She blurted through all of the emotions she had inside her.

“That was different, I didn’t mean it then. You know I still loved you. And I know you love me too, even if you won’t say it.” He said smiling visibly through the dark, making her feel even sicker than before.

“She was my friend! You were my friend!”

“I still am your friend.”

“No Antonio…I can’t stand you. You use to be my friend, or at least I thought so.”

“You don’t mean that. No one else knows you like I do.” He said embracing her, whispering the rest of his words and allowing his lips to casually bush against her ear. “You have no one else to go to, to talk to besides me and we both know it.”

“Please stop it.” She begged, finally beginning to cry unable to hold back any longer.

“Okay, but that’s only because I do care about you.” He said kissing her gently kissing her on her neck, and then he stood up casting a final glace back at her and left, closing the door behind him.

Sonja sat in her room a crying mess. “I hate him! I hate him for everything he’s ever done to me and I hate the fact that I always let him do this!” Suddenly, Sonja was brought back from her thoughts by the sound of the doorbell. She looked at the clock beside her bed reading 10:45pm and couldn't help but wonder who would be around so late.

She couldn’t catch a name but saw from her window, her mom inviting whoever it was inside of the house.

“Everybody, come down here!” Her mom yelled up the stairs.

Seconds later, everyone came out of the rooms and ran down the stairs towards the living room where her mom was.

When Sonja entered the room she saw Antonio cast a glance towards and so she quickly darted her eyes away as her mom spoke to someone she didn’t expect to see.

“Everyone,” Ms. Cole started, “This is Demetrius and he'll be staying here tonight.”

Everyone looked confused; especially Sonja who realized that it was the boy she’d seen from the grocery store and also noticed that since she’d walked into the room, he hadn't stopped looking at her.

Seconds later, Ms. Cole explained that Demetrius had been caught in the storm and that their house was the closest house to him.

“So Tray, is it alright if he joins your party?” She asked her son already knowing the answer.

“Sure.” He responded, excited to have someone else to play with, especially since it was another older kid; after all, he was now a big boy today entering the double digits.

“Good.” Ms. Cole started, “Demetrius, this is my son Tray and it’s his birthday today.”

“Nice to meet you,” Demetrius smiled greeting the younger boy, “Happy birthday.”

“And these are his party guests: Miguel, Curtis, Antonio, and Antonio’s younger brothers Allen and Tyrell. And this,” Ms. Cole went on, “Is my daughter… now where did she go?”

“Ms. Cole, I think she went upstairs, I can go and find her for you.” Antonio offered, as if he could look any better in her eyes.

“Thank you Tony.”

“No problem.” He smiled heading back up the stairs to Sonja’s room.

Somewhere during the introductions Sonja had gone back up the stairs to wash her face, hoping that no one downstairs could tell that she’d been crying.

She’d just finished washing her face and then stood looking in the mirror, “I guess that’s some better.” She thought then began to rinse and wring out the cloth. As she twisted the cloth under the running water, she looked up into the mirror to further inspect her face only to find Tony standing in the doorway.

For a moment, she just stared at him; then continued wringing out her cloth.

“Your mom is looking for you.” He stated taking a step into the bathroom.

Casting a curious glance at him from the corner of her eye, Sonja responded, “She’ll be alright,” Then continued to fiddle with the washcloth.

“She wants you downstairs, to meet that guy, whatever his name was. He’s staying too.” He said proceeding to enter the room, shutting the door behind him.

This motion caught Sonja’s attention immediately. She put down the washcloth and attempted to grab the doorknob only to have it blocked by Antonio, his hands firmly placed around hit behind his back as he leaned against the door.

“Move,” she stated avoiding eye contact with him “I’m serious get out of the way.” She stated again, fear hinting in her voice, and to her surprise, he did just that.

Shocked by his actions Sonja skeptically attempted to grab the doorknob again only to find it locked.

“Just my luck.” She thought angrily as she jerked the knob.

Before she could attempt to unlock the door, Antonio had made his way back behind her leaving barely any room between them.

Again he’d wrapped his arms around her, though she ignored the action and continued fighting with the door.

“I can help you.” He said quietly, pulling her closer to him.

Frantically, Sonja continued fighting with the doorknob, it apparently winning.

“Any other time this stupid door would near pull open, locked or unlocked!” She thought becoming more and more frantic her movements as Antonio held her tighter, molding their bodies together, placing butterfly kisses on her neck.

“Antonio,” she started shakily, his kisses causing shivers down her spine.

“Hmm?” he said not stopping his movements.

“Can you please-?” she started, but before she could finish, she’d been turned around, backed against with the full length of Antonio’s body pressed against her.

“I’m glad you asked,” he smirked, lifting he legs around him as well, positioning her so that the only way she was guaranteed not to fall, is to remain still.

“Dammmit,” she cursed inwardly. “You…you said my mom was looking for me. She…She’ll be up here soon.” She stated, his every movement sending yet another chill through her body causing her to tense.

“I…told her…I’d find you.” He responded in-between kisses.

“Damn.” She thought as she held her head further back unable stop her own movements as he continued kissing her; his lips moving lower, and lower still.

Her legs began to loosen around him, due to no fault of her own, causing her to slide down the door. Aware of her every move, Antonio forced the lower half of his body firmly against her, slamming her back against the door, his hands wrapped perfectly around her butt.

“Antonio,” She cried out; the lower half of his body doing most of the speaking for him, the message however quite clear, “Please-.” She stared only to have her words silenced by his lips.

He kissed her softly, his tongue roaming her mouth causing her to groan softly as he playfully squeezed her bottom; her legs so limp that he was her only support.

“Antonio, please…stop.” She managed to say, her panting interrupting her. She was loosing all coherent thought and was determined to get away from him, before he did something she’d regret.

Hearing her words, Antonio forced himself harder against her, his hands removed and his lower body now being the only thing holding her up.

Sonja placed her legs down attempting to stand up only to find that they wouldn’t reach the floor. Seconds later, Antonio helped them find their place back around his waist.

In a short time, Antonio’s kisses began to gain more force; what once had been a gentle kiss slowly became more forceful and painful; almost.

He pressed his mouth firmly against hers though still with not nearly as much pressure as he was applying to her lower half. His hands free from holding her slowly crept up her shirt, making its way under her bra while the other went down his waist, unzipping his pants.

He bit her playfully, tugging at her lower lip causing quiet moans to escape her mouth as his pants hit the floor.

“No, no, no! This isn’t right! I can’t stand him so why am I letting him do this? Because it feels good, everything he’s doing feels beyond good. No, I don’t care; I want him off of me. He makes me sick… is making me sick. And after everything he’s put me through” she thought battling herself, searching for the right thing to do. “Antonio, let me-.” She forced out again, hating everything he did but not nearly as much as she hated everything he was able to make her do.

“Tell me to stop,” he said in a breathless voice, removing his mouth from her sore lips and reapplying them to her neck.

“I…” She started unsure of what to say, she knew that there was reason whatsoever for her to be in that position with him. In her mind, everything about it was wrong…so why couldn’t she get her body to agree?

He smirked, knowing her decision and proceeded to unzip her pants as well; allowing his hand to drift down, where they’d been many times before.

This motion woke Sonja from her daze instantly, as his cool fingers entered her.

Her eyes now open; Sonja was forced to look in the mirrors next to her over the counter. She saw Antonio, his mouth traveling wherever he felt, one hand up her shirt and the other down her pants. But what she hated most about the reflection was how she appeared. Her hands were digging in to his shoulders with her legs wrapped tightly around him; the same person that had caused her so much pain in the past and now she sat pinned against the bathroom door panting like an idiot.

“Antonio…” she started, disgusted with herself.

“Yeah baby? God I love you.” He grunted, forcing his pants-less lower body harder against her; then went on to free himself from is boxers; his breathing becoming heavy as well.

Those words, if he hadn’t said love, then there’s a good chance that nothing would have changed; but that, along with her shameful reflection snapped her back to reality.

“Antonio, please stop.” She finally managed, near the point of tears.

Apparently not hearing her or just not caring, Antonio moved her legs from around him then preceded to remove her pants, allowing them to slide down to the floor. A satisfied smirk on his face, Antonio began kissing her with more force than before. His biting was no longer playful but rough and began to hurt her.

“Antonio,” she started again, attempting to manage her breathing, “Stop!”

He opened his eyes to look at her, but never stopped moving. “You don’t mean that,” he said moving on to remove her underwear, leaving them where they fell around her ankles. After this, he took both of his hands and placed them back around her bare bottom, squeezing her tightly, and then pressed his body flat against her and the door.

This was the first time he’d stopped moving since they’d been in the bathroom. His breaths were loud and heavy in her ear and he just stood there, muscles tensing against her.

“I do! I want you to stop!” she cried out, unable to bear his half-naked body against her, afraid that this time he might take it too far.

“Tell me you don’t want me.” He forced out, his body so tense it hurt.

“I…I don’t want you to do this.” she started, unsure if her body would permit her to answer as tears slowly ran down her cheeks.

“Okay,” he responded painfully, then kissed her softly to her dismay and slowly backed away, allowing her to slide down the door.

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