OOC- It's entirely up to you. Just don't kill him XD Tears started to stream down Lake's face, her mind had gone completely blank now. All she could see was his eyes tracing her body, the eyes closely followed by his spare hand. Was this how it was going to happen? In a pub garden, with a stranger, unwillingly? If so, what a tragic way for it to go. The idea was terrifying her, any thoughts she'd previously had were out of the window. Romance wouldn't be a factor, just alcohol. "Don't cry pet." He chuckled cruelly, his hand now wandering up and across her upper leg. "There's nothing you can do to change thing now. Just lay back and try to enjoy it. And if you can't, just remember at least one of us will be having fun."
Immy smiled back sweetly. "Now, I guess you have to mill around and say hi to a few people before going in, after all the guys are only just arriving." She indicated the car pulling into the drive behind them. "Finally!" Nate exclaimed as he clapped his hands together.
OOC- Sorry that took so long to write. The man slowly came up behind her, each step butterfly soft so she didn't hear his steps upon the freshly mown grass. Lake's first hint that something was behind her was the gentle breathing on the back of her neck that caused her hair to move. The hairs on the back of her neck pricked up, and her heart started to race; fight or flight was already starting to set in. "Hey there gorgeous." The stranger whispered into her ear, gently placing one of his large hands onto her waist. "What's a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone?" He continued, his voice low and gravelly. It was enough to send a chill down Lake's spine. The only sound that managed to escape Lake's pink lips was a tiny, shaky whimper. She tried to pull away from him and turn around, but that only made the situation worse for herself. He took his chance and grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed her into a wall in a dark and shadowy corner. He gripped her left wrist tightly and placed a knee between her legs. "You're not getting away from me that easily, love." He chuckled darkly, his eyes glinting evilly. By this point Lake was fighting back tears of fear, her body physically shaking and her heart racing at a million miles an hour. Only one thought was going through her head: Call for help. Call for Mickey. She took a deep breath and screamed loudly. "MICKEY!" She bellowed at the top of her lungs, this shout earned her a hand slapped onto her mouth and the knee being shoved further up between her thighs. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. And calling for your bloody boyfriend is a certain way to make it the hard way. Got it barbie?" He growled.
"Oh it's so true." Nate grinned. "Anyway, we're here. Am I right?" "It's okay Maddz." Immy giggled as she opened the door for her. "It's your big day after all."
OOC- Okay XD I'll do it in the next post. Lake slowly stood up and made her way over to the iron railing fence that surrounded the pub's beer garden. She placed her arms on top of it and gazed out into the distance. She was blissfully unaware of the second person lurking in the shadows on the edge of the patio, completely unknowing of his malicious intentions with her.
"Oh please, I totally pah-own you mate." Nate laughed, throwing his head back as he did so. Immy slid out of the car and walked around to the side that Maddie was sat on to open the door.
OOC- Okay XD Do you want to be the person coming onto Lake or should I? Lake looked out across into the flickering lights of the town, it was quite peaceful at night. Not quite as peaceful as the countryside, but not far off.
"Trouble is mate, you ain't got it. Just that." Nate smirked cockily. "Good." Immy nodded as the car pulled to a stop.
OOC- Mad with her or just in general? Because if it was just in general we could have someone try and force Lake into something and he'd get protective/jealous. Lake pulled her legs up onto the seat with her, crossing them like a child at primary school during story time. She looked around and smiled faintly as the gentle wind danced across her face.
"So everything will work out fine in the end." Immy smiled. "Are we nearly there yet?" "Show off much Mickey?"
OOC- When are you planning on having Mickey's girlfriend find out about him? "I'm certain." Lake giggled, lounging back in her seat, seeming much more relaxed.
"Yeah!" Nate cheered from the back of the car, a large grin of amusement on his pale face. "It'll be fine." Immy nodded.
OOC- Well is there anything we could have happen during the party? Or after? "I'll be fine out here on my own." She giggled. "I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." Lake smiled, gently punching his arm playfully. Even for a playful punch it was weak, like a flick rather then anything else.
"Maybe it's both?" Lake suggested, a slight smile on her lips. "Shouldn't you go back in now anyway? It's your party and you're stuck out here with me."
"Well you seem fairly sensible, and your Dad seems okay..."
"I've never really known about this sort of stuff... So I can't really comment..." Lake mumbled.
"Your family has some rather odd... quirks to it..." Lake said quietly, afraid that anything she said might be seen as offensive.
Depends on the course I guess. What I do at the moment is the most mind numbing shyte I've ever had to do, but then the teachers are REALLY stuck up in their opinions of what's art and what isn't. Like for example you MENTION japanese art, be it manga or traditional, and they spaz at you like you spat on the Queen. I expect for you it'll be more enjoyable, just don't expect to do a whole lot of manga. They seem to hate it. I don't get why, personally I believe even a doodle by most magaka is more artistic then most crap that appears in galleries these days.
Lake looked thoroughly confused as to what was going on, the look of puzzlement very pretty on her pale face. What were they talking about?
"I'm sure she's happy and stuff though, she wouldn't do it if she wasn't. Right?" Immy said to reassure herself if nobody else that Mickey wasn't a totally heartless ******* and Lake wasn't a totally submissive fairy princess type. Lake smiled slightly more and went back to looking at the floor, unsure of what to say in reply.
