1. Those three little words: Kyle & Carmens story: part 4


    Date: 2/2/2015, Categories: Fiction, Drug, Exhibitionism, Incest, Non-consensual sex, Non-Erotic, Rape, Reluctance, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Violence, Young, Author: Hcarver52, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    the arch of her foot. "A disposable razor did that?" I asked her. ~"It must have broke when I stepped on it." she answered back sounding annoyed at herself. I sat down beside her and eyed the gash on her foot, "You may need stitches Carole." I'm not a doctor but it's kinda deep." She groaned in disappointment. ~"I gotta call mom and dad. They're gonna have to take you back to the emergency room." ~"I just can't seem to stay away from there can I?" She said sarcastically. ~"Is it too soon to make a Humpty Dumpty joke?" I asked putting my arms around her. She leaned her head into me and rested her head on my shoulder. "It's alright." I said trying to soothe her. "It could have been a lot worse." I helped her dress herself while protecting her modesty, and made the dreadful call to my parents. A few hours had passed since Carole had gotten herself tangled up in the shower. My parents had come home 30 minutes later after I had called them on their cell phone. They weren't extremely thrilled with me, seeing that I should have been watching her. But they were more upset with Carole's stubbornness trying to shower on her own. Once again they had rushed off to the emergency room. I had the house all to myself. All alone with no distractions, my mind seemed to gravitate back to the one person whom it shouldn't. Carmen. She refused to stop running around in my head. I wondered how she doing? If she was having fun? I imagined her dancing with that guy that had shown up as her date. ...
    I felt an unwelcome twinge of jealousy and tried to focus on other things. It was getting late, just past one in the morning. I was becoming concerned. If I wasn't on my way back home by two in the morning, I may not be back home before my parents woke up tomorrow morning. I was prepped and ready. I had already put my skateboard in Carmens car shortly after my parents had left for the hospital with Carole. I began to pace about the house, eager to embark on my journey to be back before anyone knew I was gone. Then the phone rang, which was very odd for this time of night. My parents would have flipped out had one of my friends called for me this late. ~"Hello?" I answered the phone expecting it to be one of my parents with an update. ~"Kyle?" A worried voice whispered to me. I didn't recognize the voice. But some how I knew who it was instantly. ~"Carmen what's wrong!?" I answered. ~"I don't know?" She cried in a whisper trying to be quiet. "I....I'm at the after...P... party now. He...He keeps....tr....trying to hug an.... kiss me..... Something's wrong...with me...." My hair stood on end. ~"Are you drunk???" I asked her panicked. ~"No! I... I only took a...shot here... Just one... They....August gave me a... A drink... I don't know what... And Mike...He's here.!.....I can't focus my...eyes... I can't think...straight... The walls are....are moving....Kyle!" My blood ran cold as I began to piece this all together. ~"Where are you!?" I asked her impatiently. "Where is the ...
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