Broken // One-On-One // CLOSED

"You could literally just block his number."

"No, no. He knows where I live, he knows where is work… You know what? Maybe moving in with you wouldn't be such a bad idea."

"Trini, do you need to call the cops?" He raised an eyebrow, slightly amused and mostly worried.

"No. I'll just call him and say that I want to break up. He won't have much choice. And if he tries anything, I'll threaten a restraining order."

"You are aware that that's just a piece of paper, right? Legally he can't come near you, but physically it can't exactly stop him." Noah stated as he laid back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling still covered in glow in the dark stars.

"Look, I'll just go into another room and call him," Trini said, getting up. "If I'm not back in 5 minutes, come looking."

"What, can he murder you through the phone?" He asked sarcastically, nodding anyway.

Trini gave Noah a look, then walked into another room, closing the door. She turned around to sit on the small bed in it and a hand was suddenly over her mouth.

((oh shit
Noah waited, mind swimming with thoughts and memories.

(yes….HAHHAHAHAHA)

Trini fumbled for the doorknob, but her hand was grabbed and put behind her back. "Hello, Trinity."

((jesus what did she get herself into
"How long does it take to make a phonecall." He muttered to himself, standing up and stretching.

Trini couldn't see his face, but she recognised the voice. She'd never expected Matthew would do something like this. She whimpered as he pulled her jeans and underwear down, and as he unzipped his own pants. Tears sprung into her eyes as she realised what he was doing, and she knew she didn't want it. But she was completely powerless to stop it, as Matthew was strong and she knew it.

"Trini? You alright?" He called out, walking down the hall towards the room she had gone into. "You fall or somethin'?"

She let out a small - yet muffled - cry as he slipped into her and started thrusting. Please stop. Please don't do this. Please stop it. She thought over and over. Please come, Noah. I need you.

"What the-" He pushed open the door, stopping in shock.

Matthew and Trini both looked towards him. "What? My girlfriend and I are having sex. Sorry that it's in your home," He said calmly, but he didn't stop thrusting. Trini's eyes said differently: they were pleading to Noah to do something.

"Let her go." He growled, stepping towards the guy, Matthew.

"Why? I'm not doing anything wrong, am I Trinity?" Matthew asked, looking at Trini. But she wouldn't look at him, only at Noah with her pleading eyes.

"If you don't let go of her right now I'm going to rip your dick off." He spat, not looking Trini in the eye. He was scared if he did, he wouldn't be able to protect her.

"And leave it inside her? I don't think she'd enjoy that."

"I'll be shoving it down your throat, don't worry." Noah looked for an opening that wouldn't put Trini in more harms way.
((i gotta go, g'night pal

(k, g'night)

Trini suddenly had an idea. She was scared, but she had to at least try. She bit the hand that was covering her mouth. It was pulled back and she took that opportunity to shove him away forcefully, causing Matthew to slip out. As she knelt on the floor catching her breath, Matthew started to fight Noah.

Noah threw a right hook, his fist connecting with Matthew's jaw with a sickeningly loud crack. Those boxing classes better fucking come in handy.

Trini knelt on the floor breathing heavily, her hair having fallen in front of her face. She felt dirty, and she was hurting. Sure, the first few times she and Noah had done it it had hurt, but that's because she was knew to it. But over time, it started to feel better. Because it was him and she loved him. But she'd never brought herself to do it with Matthew. It wouldn't have been the same. Now he'd done it, she was left feeling dirty.

Noah's vision had gone red, and when it cleared he was holding Matthew up against the wall, hand on his throat.

Trini fumbled for her phone. 9…1…1 She thought, punching in the numbers as she thought them.

"Trinity. Are you okay."

Trini looked up to see Noah's calming face. She dropped her phone before pressing the call button and reached up, her arms latching around his neck as she started crying.

He dropped the unconscious Matthew on the ground and wrapped his arms around Trini, humming softly to try and calm her.

It suddenly didn't matter that she'd just been raped. It didn't matter that Matthew had followed her in order to do it. It just mattered that Noah was with her and that he wanted to protect her.