*Ville’s POV*
We were getting in from the bar. It had been a hard 3 days work. But I was glad cuz we got a lot done. I just couldn’t wait to get back to Bam’s house. We’ve only been here for a couple weeks but it was starting to feel like home. Or at least it was more of a home than my apartment in Helsinki.
Anyway we were all a little buzzed but not really drunk because we had only been drinking beer. We didn’t want to over do it because our flight left tomorrow and flying with a hangover isn’t the most fun.
We were just about to crash out when Bam got a phone call:
“What’s up Dunn?...
She’s going out with who?!!…
Tonight?...
Are you fucking kidding me?!!...
Well why didn’t you stop her?...
Yes that’s exactly what you were supposed to do!...
OK ok sorry….
I’m coming home….
I’ll call you guys when I find out my arrival time. I’m going to need you to pick me up….
Ok thanks, bye.” He hung up the phone with an expression of worry, anger, and exhaustion all mixed into one.
“Ay, What’s going on?” Gas asked. The whole band was listening. Bam stood up holding his face in his hands and ran them back over his hair.
“It’s Kat, she’s gotten herself into something and I have to go back and deal with it.” Now I was worried. Was she hurt? Was she in trouble? What could it possibly be.
“What do you mean? Is she OK?” I asked.
“She went out with her ex tonight and he’s bad news. Dunn said he showed up at the house.” Bam explained.
“So what now?” Gas asked.
“I’m going to leave right now and go take care of it. You guys stay here and get some rest. You can fly back tomorrow at the scheduled time.”
“Well fuck that; we can sleep on the plane. We’re going with you.” Mige chimed in.
“No seriously you guys don’t have to it’s fine.”
“Well we don’t really have a reason to stay.” Mige said.
“OK if you’re sure.”
We all nodded in agreement. All our stuff was already packed so we called 2 cabs and got the first flight back to Pennsylvania. Bam barely said anything the entire flight. He looked like a combination of concerned and really pissed.
The rest of the boys slept through the short flight to Philly. I tried but I couldn’t. Kat had told me about her ex Tommy that one night when we stayed up drinking on the pool table. But she said she was done with him. So what is she doing now?
Dico and Dunn met us at the airport of course. The drive from Philadelphia is only like 45 minutes. But that was a quiet ride also. It felt like the quiet before the storm.
We got to the house. There was no lights on that we could see from outside. I didn’t know what to expect. Maybe she was sleeping, or maybe they were out somewhere, or maybe when I walked in they’d be cuddling on the couch. I just didn’t know, but I was more worried about Bam. He was a man on a mission. We finally opened the door.
Upon walking into the living room we could see that the light was on in the pirate bar. But Bam didn’t check there because as soon as we saw the light we also heard moaning coming from upstairs.
“Oh HELL NO!” Bam yelled and took off running up the stairs (Raab behind him, then Dico, then me, and the rest followed). I didn’t have time to think about what I was doing. I just got caught up in the moment. I knew what I would see once he opened the door but still I ran after him. His rage was contagious. He barely paused in front of Kat’s door before he kicked it in.
The door flew open with a CRACK! I was still outside the doorway and for one half of a second I saw Kat naked, riding some guy, with her head whipped around and the most frightened look on her face. But in the next half second Bam had grabbed her by the waist and flung her over to Raab.
Raab carried her out into the hall where we were all standing. She was screaming and squirming, trying everything she could to claw her way out of Raab’s arms. I knew I shouldn’t have been looking cuz she was naked but she was absolutely gorgeous. & not like porn star hot but somehow more perfect. All I could hear from the room was Bam shouting:
“Put your clothes on faggot. I don’t want to feel gay when I beat the shit out of you.” He came out with Tommy’s arms folded behind his back and had him in a head lock. He was pushing him down the stairs trying to get him outside.
“Bam if you hurt him I’m going to fucking kill you!” Kat shouted still struggling. “Let go of me!” She broke free of Raab, but I caught her by the waist, and pulled her arms up behind her back (Handcuff style) with one hand.
“Raab, toss me your jacket.” He took it off and I wrapped it around her the best I could with my other arm. She was still struggling, and screaming at me. Bam was at the bottom of the stairs now. Most of the CKY boys were following him out.
“Put her in one of the rooms and don’t let her get out until I’m through with him!” Bam yelled. “Mige, guard the door!”
I dragged her into my room. Mige shut the door behind us. She was screaming and kicking completely losing the jacket. She knocked me a few good times. I pushed her up against a wall. I was trying to yell over her screams.
“Kat calm down! Stop it!”
“Ville you fucking jack off let go of me!”
I didn’t know what to do so I pinned her hands up on the wall next to her face, and pressed my body onto hers to hold her still. I looked her in the eyes and started singing.
*Kat’s POV*
“Just One look into your eyes,
One look and I’m crying,
Cuz your so beautiful.
Just One Kiss, and I’m alive,
One kiss and I’m ready to die,
Cuz your so beautiful yeah.”
You shut up and stopped thrashing around. This caught you totally off guard. Ville just pinned you up to the wall, pushed his body against yours, and started singing. Since you calmed down he removed his hands from your wrists, and instead slid them up lacing his fingers with yours.
“Just one touch and I’m on fire,
Just one touch and I’m crying,
Cuz you’re so beautiful.”
Then you realized I you were standing butt-naked in front of Ville Valo.
“Are you done?” he asked you.
“I’m naked.” You said.
“You’re beautiful.” He said tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. He smiled and turned to grab the sweater behind him. It was Raab’s. You put it on. It was so big it fit more like a dress.
Ville still stood with his arms on the wall one on each side of you; probably to keep you from escaping.
“Ville let me go.” You said sternly.
“I’m not going to do that.”
“This is none of your business.”
“What about what you told me huh? What about all the things he did to you?”
“Ville Tommy never hurt me.” Your shoulders sunk.
“Maybe not physically but emotionally.” Having this discussion with him was making you emotional but you refused to cry.
“Ville stop it.” You turned your back to him towards the window.
“Kat he hurt you before and he can do it again.”
“He was on drugs before, but he’s better now!” You pleaded.
“How do you know?”
“Cuz he told me.” You said stubbornly. Ville rolled his eyes.
“Oh that’s smart let’s trust the drug addict. They never lie.”
“Shut up Ville!”
“You’re just making excuses for him and you know it.” Ville said.
You were going to say something back but that’s when Bam came in. He looked very angry. One of his eyes looked like it was starting to swell up, there was dirt on his clothes and blood on his knuckles. You were horrified. And your anger level went from a 7 to a 12.
“Bam what the hell did you do?!!”
“What the hell did I do?! What the hell do you think you’re doing?!! You know you’re not allowed to have him here! He’s a drug addict!”
“Not anymore!”
“It doesn’t matter. He’s no good. Who the hell do you think you are disrespecting me in my house. You know how I feel about him and all the shit he put you through.”
“Exactly Bam all the shit he put me through. NOT you.”
“Yeah but who had to clean up the mess? huh?! Huh Kat? who?!”
You didn’t say anything. Your face was getting hot with anger and you could feel the tears that you’d been holding back start to rise up.
“I should call the fucking cops!” Bam yelled.
“For what?!”
“For statutory rape!” Your mouth dropped open as you gaped at him. You couldn’t believe him. He was being utterly irrational now. How dare he take it that far.
“Are you fucking kidding me Bam!!? Are you fucking serious?! You know it was completely mutual. I wanted it.”
“It doesn’t matter you’re still a minor.”
“Shut up you know you’re not going to call the cops.”
“No, you’re right I’m not, but you’re also never going to see Tommy again.”
“You can’t fucking control me! I’m not a little girl anymore!”
“No you’re just a little slut and a whore!!!”
!SLAP! You smacked him right across the face. Now you were really crying. The hot tears streaked silently down your face. As you glared at him. Bam had never said anything like that to you before. You were hurt. He didn’t face you for a second, but then he looked at you hard and cold.
“Fine!” He said, “Do what you want. Bring him to the house and fuck his brains out for all I care. But you listen to me,” He lowered his voice and stepped closer till his face was inches from yours, “When he’s done pretending to be the good guy, and falls back into his old ways, and starts yelling at you and breaking shit again... You’re going to wish you kept your fucking legs closed. And don’t even think about coming and crying to me, cuz you’re on your own now.” And with that he walked away and left the room slamming the door behind him.
You gasped for air and started sobbing with your face in your hands. Ville put his arms around you. You had almost forgotten he was there. You knew you should be embarrassed but you couldn’t deal with it right now you were feeling too many things. You pulled away from him and tried to regain composure.
“Ville not now please. I can’t deal with this.”
“Kat..-“ he started to say but you cut him off. You were wiping your face trying not to smudge your mascara any more.
“No it’s fine. Just don’t.” You took a deep breath. “I’m leaving.” You walked out the door & went to your room. You put on your bra and cami that were still lying on the floor, grabbed some new panties and a new pair of jeans. You attempted to comb your hair back into place with your fingers but it was hopeless so you just put on some shoes and walked out.
You walked down the stairs through the living room all the boys’ eyes were on you. You knew they didn’t know what to say. You were embarrassed. You walked down to the pirate bar Bam was sitting there with Ville, Novak, Mige, and Burton. He was holding an icepack to his face.
You knew he knew you were there, but neither of you event twitched to acknowledge the other. You just grabbed a jacket off the coat rack and took the keys to the Bronco. Bam had bought it for you for your 16th birthday.
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