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Post by jonathon on May 13, 2011 21:03:10 GMT -8
Jonathon was not prepared for the child to grab his steering wheel. He definitely was not used to independent thinkers. When she grabbed it, he grabbed the other side, to try to force it out of her control. Glaring at the girl, he was ready to backhand her.
smash! Jonathon heard it before he really felt it. The car turning onto the street collided with his car, forcing his to come to a complete halt in the middle of the intersection.
Her window was busted. That was all he could think before his head slammed into the steering wheel. His head swarmed with pain. Putting a hand to it, he attempted to open the door, but had child locked it. and the lock wouldn't come undone. They would have to be cut out of the car.
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Post by India Alexandra Del Rossi on May 13, 2011 21:08:22 GMT -8
Before the car smashed, she knew this was a bad thing to do. But she needed to do something fast. She had too. She was sure that it was after nine now. What was her father gonna think? No. No, no, no. No time to think about that now.
When the car had smashed, India let out a scream as she was thrushed forward since she had never put on a seatbelt. She felt her head hit the dashboard. And she felt so much pain. She let out a groan. And once again tried to open the door. Nothing.
India looked to Jonathon and bit down her bottom lip. She could feel the sting of the cut that was now on her forehead. But now what? What could she do now? She was locked in and she was sure that the adult was pissed.
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Post by jonathon on May 13, 2011 21:22:52 GMT -8
Where were they? Jonathan blinked, getting the blood out of his eyes, to look up at the sign. They were almost to Stouffville. Stouffville. Who wanted to crash in fucking Stouffville? He glared at India, was ready to say something, when someone came and opened his door from the outside "sir! are you ok?" he looked up at the man who had stopped to help
"We're ok." he assured him
"Man, you should have seen it! Both of you got hit really bad! An ambulance is on its way"
"No, I don't need an ambulance. My daughter and I were traveling through. We're from New York. We just need to get to a hotel and call up the insurance to get this fixed"
"you want me to call you a taxi? There's a hotel just down the street"
he looked at India "that's perfect" he said, more to her than to the man
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Post by India Alexandra Del Rossi on May 13, 2011 21:51:24 GMT -8
India swallowed, looking at Jonathon. No. Oh god no. This was not what should happen to a girl like her. Come on, India. Think. What can you do? There had to be something, right? There just had to be.
She looked to the guy at the window. "No! That won't be okay! I want my daddy! He's NOT my father!" she yelled. He had to listen, didn't he?
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Post by jonathon on May 13, 2011 22:02:31 GMT -8
Jonathon chuckled "kids. Mad because I caught her lying to me, she's not allowed to spend the night with a friend. You know how they can be" he said, grabbing India's arm and pulling her out. "so, that cab?"
The man nodded and pulled out his phone. Jonathon pulled her closer "do that again and I'll go after your precious sister" he growled at her
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Post by India Alexandra Del Rossi on May 13, 2011 22:06:12 GMT -8
India winced as he grabbed her arm, pulling her out of the car. She swallowed. What could she do? As much as she believes her sister to be a psychotic bitch, she wouldn't let this man touch her! She looked to him. "Why are you doing this?"
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Post by jonathon on May 13, 2011 22:07:36 GMT -8
he rolled his eyes "doesn't matter" he said, waiting until the cab drove up "come on" he insisted, opening the door
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Post by India Alexandra Del Rossi on May 13, 2011 23:32:34 GMT -8
India swallowed and looked around. She could run....but she knew that he was stronger, faster, than she was. She bit her lip, and climbed into the cab.
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Post by jonathon on May 13, 2011 23:33:49 GMT -8
Jonathon got in, putting an arm around her "hi. Sheraton please?" he said and the taxi driver nodded, pulling out. He kept his eyes on the girl. He chuckled under his throat. Oh, she was in for it
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Post by India Alexandra Del Rossi on May 13, 2011 23:35:54 GMT -8
India cringed when his arm went around her and tried to pull away. "Don't touch me..." she muttered, quietly, glaring at him with a look of disgust.
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Post by jonathon on May 13, 2011 23:41:36 GMT -8
Jonathon shook his head "don't tell me what to do" he said through clenched teeth. As they arrived at the hotel, he got out, nodding to her. "Let's get a room"
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Post by India Alexandra Del Rossi on May 14, 2011 1:11:08 GMT -8
India bit her bottom lip and got out of the cab after him. She swallowed, but remember silent. A room? Oh great. This was going to be bad. She knew it.
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Post by jonathon on May 14, 2011 1:15:30 GMT -8
'Getting a room was no problem. And once he had the key, he ushered her on the elevator with him. "Looks like you won't be making it home tonight." he taunted
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Post by India Alexandra Del Rossi on May 14, 2011 1:20:04 GMT -8
At all? Oh no. If she did not tell her dad what had happened to her, then he was gonna be so pissed at her. She hated her dad getting mad. She hated to disappoint him. The worst trouble that she ever got into was probably being 2 minutes late to class. She never got into trouble by her dad. She was usually a really good kid. She swallowed, and glared at him. "What makes you think I won't tell?!" she hissed.
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Post by jonathon on May 14, 2011 1:23:10 GMT -8
Jonathan smirked "go ahead. Tell" he said and put his hand down her pants, touching her. "You gonna tell about that? Or how about this?" he asked and kissed her. As he felt the elevator stop, he pulled away. And when the doors opened, he pushed her out of it "room 3102."
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