It wasn't me

She finally reached her room, got in and as soon as she closed her door, she leaned up against it. Fuck. She had to close her eyes to catch her thoughts, but her whole body tickled and was screaming for release. It wasn’t like she hadn’t explored her body when she was on her own, but it was nothing like the urge that was going through her body right now. She banged her head against the hardwood that made the door, and then went straight over to her bed and placed herself it, a little clumsy she let her fingers glide down and find her pleasure.

Just as she was about to get to the good part, JJ’s voice could be heard from the other side of her door. She tried to ignore him as she kept going, maybe if she just thought about his voice being a part of her fantasy and not him actually trying to get in, then it would work. “Go away” she shouted back, with an almost breathless voice as she went a little faster. She didn’t hear Malcom’s voice, nor did she understand that there was an urgency in his words. Just though he was trying to be his annoying self again.

She was clearly busy giving herself pleasure the way she replied. “Lara, come on” he said as the boys got closer. JJ felt so tiny as their shadows reached over him. “He-hey. You come here often?” he tried to joke and made fingerguns to the guys. His shoulders were so tight that he didn’t notice how the shoulders pulled his sweater up; revealing the tent.
“Oh damn, he is excited to see you,” said one of the basic followers and patted on Malcom’s shoulder while pointing between JJ’s legs.
“Nah man, tha-” JJ tried to come with a stupid ass-hat comment but was cut off as Malcom grabbed onto the member from outside the pants quite aggressively.
“I think you’re right, Tom,” he sneered looking at JJ’s eyes. “But I’m not gay like this dude,” Malcom glanced up at Lara’s door, realizing that JJ had wanted to visit Lara. Their eyes met again, seemingly was Malcom not happy about it. “Or maybe you swing to both sides and wanted to fuck my doll because you didn’t want to confront me, huh?” JJ didn’t know what to say, because no matter what, it would be wrong. “What about I relieve the pressure for you in the bathroom?” Malcom suggested before he started to drag JJ towards he public bathroom.
“Hey, no- Stop!” JJ yelled. JJ had multiple times tried to make Malcom stop, but sadly, Malcom had picked the best ability against JJ as possible. A mental shield.

Lara knitted her brows together and a soft moan left her as she buckled her hips pressing them towards her fingers, letting her head sink down into the pillow. But she was suddenly brought back to reality as she heard multiple voices outside her room. What the hell?
She took her fingers back and sat up in the bed listing to what was going on. Wait was that Malcom and his guys? She walked closer and then she heard some of the words, pressure, bathroom. Her eyes became big as she realized what was going on. More so when JJ started yelling that they should let go of him.

With a large bang her door was pulled open by her powers and she stepped through the door and looked at the three guys standing there, Malcom with his hand locked around JJ most intimate parts. “Let go of him Malcom” the guy just started laughing and she crocked open a brow “I said. Let. Him. GO!” she turned her eyes to Malcom’s leg and a horrible snap came as she broke his femur. She wasn’t playing around. The giant brute lied on the floor screaming in pain holding on to his leg that was bending all kinds of wrong as she also broke tibia and after that she broke his fibula. “You never touch JJ like that again” she hissed as she walked closer, the other guys pressing themselves towards the wall trying to stay out of side, hoping they wouldn’t be part of Lara’s wrath. “Were you the one beating him up as well” Malcom couldn’t say anything, whimpering on the ground she felt the tremor of her powers that made his body fly into the wall besides the cowering guys, pressing him so hard against the drywall that one could hear how it complained, almost to the point of breaking. “I should just snap your neck, you god for nothing animal” she hissed as blood started dripping down her nose, as she was overusing her powers at this point.

She didn’t hear his voice, she was so focused on pushing Malcom further into the wall, she could almost hear the strain it was making on his back, how his muscles slowly cracked under the pressure and how cracks were showing throughout the wall. She didn’t care that people was standing and watching at this point. She was so blinded about punishing him and taking her own trauma and anger inside of her out on him.

Only when she felt the hand on her shoulder, then she let go. Malcom fell to the ground and a scream left him as that meant he was landing on the broken leg. Multiple fracturs. “Yeah, okay” she mumbled and looked at how they went to pick up the brute and started walking away not really saying anything about how they looked or how people were snickering at them. Her hand dried of the still running blood. She was starting to feel a little lightheaded. Maybe she should walk inside of her room.

She closed the door, didn’t lock it, or think about that JJ might be following her. “Maybe I shou-“ then she collapsed on the floor. Blackness took her quicker than it had ever done before.

Luckily, or unluckily on how one would look at it, Lara was completely out. Fallen to the ground like a marionet doll whose strings had been cut. She didn’t even move when JJ tried to wipe away the blood that had been gliding her nose, over her lips and down her chin. Nor did she hear, feel, or see that he took off his own pressure by jerking of in her room, lying on the floor.


It was dark out when she finally opened her eyes. It felt like someone had run her over with a steamroller. Her body ached and was sore her multiple beatings she had gotten through the day after she had been brought back. Something heavy was placed on her, and it took a while before she realised that it was JJ lying on the bed beside her. What the actual fuck? She sat up and looked at his body. Her fingers glided over her tired face, maybe she should just take a bath. A pained moan left her as she got up on her feet. A bath and then she could go to bed. She walked over to her dresser to find one of her towels as she accidently knocked over her trash bin. She groaned and started putting things back in, until her hands landed on some paper towels that was very stiff with some kind of – “Oh what the fuck!” she exclaimed and threw it at JJ “You jerked off in my room!?”

She was so tired, and exhausted from overusing her powers, from everything that JJ had told her and what they had done in his room. Physical and mentally drained. She pushed her brows together as he used her own words back at her. “Well not in my fucking room” she groaned, not really feeling up for actually talking about it, she, at this point just wanted him out of her fucking face and him to go to his own room. And stop bothering her.

“What?” she quickly asked and looked at him slightly frighten how his tone of voice took a turn. She wasn’t used to him sneering at her. It was always with some kind of sarcastic or humour in his voice. Had he actually thought about it, while she had been uncocious? She had thought many things about JJ, but someone that could say things like; like the important woman you are? And then turn it around like that.

“I –“ she swallowed hard, as he started to approach her she backed away, kicking over the bin once again. But this time she didn’t care as her back hit the wall and him looming over her as some kind of predator. If she had any energy left, she would have showed him what she was capable of. But she had nothing to give, nothing to fight back with. At this point, he was actually scaring her.
So, when he leaned in to kiss her, she just turned her head away from him.