Danger approaching (Trixie tag Quenten)

[Trixie Michaels]

Trixie had a skip to her step. Despite crap with her brother, she was happy. DJ was proving to be a challenge. A guy who matched her spar for spar. It was fun. Something about playful fighting and both of them trying to get the other to give in was so hot. It would never work though. Trixie was not the kind to bend to any mans will, yet the game was fun. Trixie was not about to give up the game anytime soon. DJ was under her skin and almost through the wall she had spent so much time building up around her heart.

Yet soon she would not be able to deny it much longer, but she could pretend right. Trixie hated how things were with her brother, but soon Jay would realize that DJ was not like their father. He was a decent guy. One who she met on Valentine's Day. How cliche. Although it made Trix laugh whenever she thought about how this whole whirlwind romance started. It might have only been 15 days, but Trixie had yet to cheat. That was a record believe it or not.

Trixie was wearing tight black pants, black boots, and a red top that tugged at her tiny body and was very low cut. Just the way Trix liked it. She looked good and she knew it. One good thing about Trixie being in a good mood was she was not as much of a bitch as she could be. The losers could breath easy. She would actually ignore them rather then make fun of them. They should consider themselves lucky. Trix decided she needed to have a dose of DJ in the morning. So she went in search of him, only DJ is not who she found. Instead Trixie came face to face with her brother's friend Quenten. He was the bad influence on Jay, in Trixie's mind. "Q, how nice to see you. Can I help you with something? Cause you are kind of in my way." Trixie said trying to be nice, but it came out in an impatient tone.

[Quenten Ferris]

Quenten had cooled off somewhat from Trixie's brush off the other day and the gargantuan who came to her rescue. He was still determined to have her for his own. He hadn't seen her for a day, she was probably still with the guy, that was soon going to change.

He stood near her locker, and freshened his breath as to not smell like cigarettes and strong coffee. The usual skanks went by him, for the time though they bored him. Even Cat wasn't the same, even though she had suffered at his own hands, which still brought him a sick pleasure.

He smiled evilly at the sound of Trixie's voice. "Well seems like someone is speaking to me, after the other day I was beginning to have my doubts." He checked her over and mentally undressed her, this was a vision he enjoyed! "I have to say, you dressed rather sexy today. I almost think you were expecting to run into me or something." He reached over and caressed her arm. "I wouldn't mind having a piece of what you're offering to that dimwitted giant you've been seen with lately."

[Trixie Michaels]

Trixie just eyed Q. Was he serious? She had to try very hard to keep from laughing. If this oaf really thought he was getting into her pant she had another thing coming. First he was Jay's friend and second he was no DJ and right now her pants belonged to the giant, as Q called him. Trixie did not mind DJ being called the giant, he was rather big and she liked that. For now Trix just plastered a smile on her face, "Wait, i spoke to you the other day....oh you are the guy from the bar. That night is very fuzzy for me. I only really remember the morning after, in DJ's bed." Trixie said with a smirk. The she shook the thoughts from her head.

She was resisting the urge to go find DJ and pull him into some abandoned closet and having her way with him. God could that boy keep up. Trixie eyed Q when he asked about what she was offering. "Well Q, I hate to say this, but what I am offering that dimwitted giant, who is far from dimwitted, but the giant part you have correct. he does fulfill me...anyway, what I am offering him, is for him to know and you not to find out." Trixie had no problem turning Q down at all.

"But maybe I could set you up with a rather nice girl. Maybe a blond. I think you could go for the blond's. An airhead is always up for some fun." Trixie knew Q to be a bad guy. She heard the rumors, but she also was convinced she could hold her own. "Now I really must be going. I have a giant to find." She smirked.

[Quenten Ferris]

"That's right, Pierside." He smiled as she started to remember but that smile soon faded into a sever scowl at the mention of waking up in another man's bed. His fist clenched tightly, he'd find DJ and make him pay for touching his property.

"No one says no to me!" Quenten growled grabbing Trixie's arm tightly, not caring who was watching at the moment. The way she kept going on wasn't helping either. "I take what I want and when I want it!" He wasn't short of dragging her to the men's room and having his way with her. His eyes seem to flash lightening at her.

"I don't want anyone else. I want you!" This wasn't a inquiry, it was a demand. His grip tightened even more as she tried to walk away. "Don't you walk away from me little girl!" He gritted his teeth, not wanting to yell and draw attention to them, even though more people were taking notice.

He turned Trixie forcefully around so they were face to face. "This is just the start of my payment!" He kissed her roughly, forcing his tongue into her mouth, trying to keep her from screaming.

[Trixie Michaels]

Trixie froze a little when Q got mad over her saying no. She had not been treated like this in a long time. Flashes of her father fourcing himself on her and beating her came back to her mind. However, she was stronger now. Trixie vowed no man would ever hurt her again. But she was scared shitless as Q grabbed her. She would not be able to fight back and win. He could over power her. However, she was not going down without a fight, "Well there is a first time for everything. You can want me all you want, but I said NO!' She said raising her voice.

Trixie felt her body spin to face him, "Let me go. Its better if I walk away. I am not afraid of you." Hopefully Q was all threatsm or hopefully someone would help her, but she could not show fear. Guys like Q got off on inflicting pain and fear, "You don't scare me." She lied, but she kept a hard glare, as if it was the truth. Which is the hardest thing she has ever done. "You. Don't. Scare. Me." She said slowly. "I have dealt with bigger guys then you. You are just a weak excuse for a man. Someone who preys on women weaker then you. I am not weak, I will fight back." She spat out at him.

Then he kissed her. The idiot had the nerve to kiss her. Although she was really scared, she had to do something. Trixie struggled against Q trying to push him off. She yelled into his mouth and then finally used her teeth to bite his lip. Which succeeded in helping her to get her mouth free. Great her arms would have bruises, "Get off me. I said No, and No means no. Now get off." She was no match though. She could push all she want, but it did not work. "I will never want a guy like you." Her voice serious. She was still trying to get out of his grasp. she was flinging her arms trying to push him off before he did come true on his promise. Trixie tried to reach for her cell phone, "Help...someone get this guy off me."

[Zach Doyle]

Zach was late, he needed to get something from his gym locker before first period so he was running. But he couldn't help but notice the couple struggling in the hall. Without thinking, he adjusted his trajectory and grabbed the guy's collar, jerking him away from his victim and shoving him against the wall.

"Only loser morons force themselves on someone," Zach said belligerently. He didn't let the fact that his opponent was a few inches taller intimidate him. "If you can't behave by yourself then I will have to teach you some manners." Zach punched Quenten in the jaw. He was ready for retaliation and twisted to shove the larger boy against another locker, aiming to knock him out.

[Quenten Ferris]

Quenten was enjoying the struggle she was putting up. He grunted as she yelled and promptly bit his lip!

"BITCH!!" He yelled grabbing his lip to see if there was any blood. He kept one hand on her as he dabbed his lip. "The word no doesn't matter to me, not when I get what I want!" He growled at Trixie pulling her back in. He saw she was trying to dial someone's number, probably the giant guy again. He knocked the phone from her hands sending it sailing down the hall. "You won't be getting rescued by prince charming this time!"

Little did he know.

Someone grabbed him and slammed him against the lockers. He gave the stare of death to the kid who was responsible for the slamming. The punch across the jaw sealed the kids' fate. Quenten fought back, sending a fist to the kid's face. "You wanna piece of me too?" When Quenten got this was there was no communicating with him, he'd keep going till blood was spilled and even then he wouldn't quit.

"Whats happening is between me and the lady, and none of your business faggot!" He snarled at the kid.

[Trixie Michaels]

When the phone was knocked from her hand Trixie was seriously scared. She thought that was it. That Q had her, but Trixie would fight an she was no weak. If Q did rape her, she would make sure he left limping. Trixie just glared, "Try and take what you want, but I promise you will leave in pain. " She threated knowing it probably fell on deaf ears. "I will never say yes to you." She said still struggling.

All the sudden Trixie felt herself being released. She almost fell down, but caught herself. Trixie moved some hair from her face to see a blonde guy slamming Q into a locker. God, she could kiss the guy for saving her. For once in her life Trixie was totally vulnerable. She did not have the ice queen to hide behind because she was too scared.

"Thank you...." Her voice was soft, genuine with a hint of panic. Only one man had made her that scared and he was dead. Trixie had been attacked when she was younger, she was abused and this brought all that back. She felt the need to hyper ventilate. Trixie took some deep breaths. "I'm.. trixie...thanks so much." She knew she was repeating herself, but for once she was at a loss of what to say. She gathered her things. She was not sure she could stick around without panicking.

[Zach Doyle]

Zach might have backed off and gone to the aid of the girl, but Quenten said the one thing guaranteed to keep him fighting to the point of death. He growled and began to wail on the bigger boy. "I am not Gay!!!!" he screamed, putting all his energy into destroying him. He was in good shape as a ball player and he had this particular battle often enough that he was no stranger to fighting bigger kids.

He was like a Viking berserker, he couldn't even feel what Quenten was dealing him, he just kept giving it back. "Mother fucker!" he yelled and tripped up the bigger boy by hooking his leg under him and crashing him to the floor. He was bleeding from a split lip and it looked like his nose might be broken, but he kept going catching his enemy by short hair and slamming his head against the floor.

A crowd began to gather. It wasn't that often that anyone dared to fight back when it was Quenten and there were bets going on how long until Zach was carried out on a stretcher.

[Quenten Ferris]

Quenten felt himself falling backwards. The kid wasn't going to let up anytime soon, the only thing to do was to fight back. He landed a few blows to the blond's stomach and face. This had been the worse brawl he had ever been in. There was only one thing to do.

Fight dirty!

By the fifth or billionth head thumping, Q had lost count after four, he hocked a loogie in the kid's face. It gave him a brief upper hand. He pushed Zach off him, and straddled the kids' chest and started to pound his face with every left and right he had in him.

Q was letting it all out on the kid. The look on his face was on that said 'I'm a crazed lunatic, stay the fuck away!' He didn't see a big black boot coming towards his face!

DJ had ignored Jay's comments about not know the man, but when he saw Quenten beating the kid, something snapped in him.

"I should've known it was you!" DJ towered over Q, who was on his back, looking up at DJ with death in the stare. DJ looked at Jay, who had followed along. "That's the scum I saved Trixie from!" He yelled at Jay before going to Trixie.

Q looked at the crowd that had gathered and had to have his Diva moment. "This all far from over! You can't protect her forever!"