Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Just One Drink; 22

Reluctantly she pulled herself off the poor girl to find that she'd finally passed out completely. This fact wouldn't have changed much for Thomas and his friends if they were the ones molesting her, but for Violet it was like a slap in the face. She covered up the poor girl and backed away slowly, almost tripping over Thomas's unconscious body as she hurried to escape her shame. With one eye on him Violet started to get dressed again, and once dressed she went to the kitchen and searched for James's GoPro. Once she had it, she shut it off and pocketed it, and then grabbed Thomas and started to drag him across the linoleum floor of the kitchen. It took longer than she would have thought just to drag him twenty feet to the door, and then Violet paused to take a break. She thanked god that there were no stairs involved; it would have been completely impossible for her to drag him up even a single flight.

Once Thomas was out of Brittany's room, Violet locked the door behind her, and then left him there, passed out in the middle of the hall. She kept her hood up all the way back to her room, worried she was being watched, even if there were no cameras in the building that she knew of. Once she got back to her room she looked at her phone long enough to see that she'd had four missed calls from her owner James, and a few texts wondering where she was, but Violet ignored all of those and focused on the GoPro. She turned it back on and played the footage from the beginning. The exchange where James told Thomas that he should go home was almost word for word what he had said on the file he'd given Violet so many months ago. She shut it off there in triumph. She had the bastard.

kill her than risk going to jail, and she wasn't about to let that happen. Violet took the rollerboard bag and her backpack out of her closet and started to pack her essentials. All she really needed were a few outfits, some electronics, and a few keepsakes. Everything else she could have her parents come back for at a later date, but as soon as Thomas woke up and called

know she was coming home for a few days. She reassured her that everything was fine, but knew that her mother didn't believe her. That was fine. When she got home, she'd tearfully confess that something bad had happened to her, but leave out almost all the terrible things that actually did happen to her. Not

to break things off. It was never going to work out between us. As a parting gift I broke up the little party you planned tonight. I hope you

pattern of behavior... well, it speaks for itself don't you think? Next time

call her. Violet had to really fight to resist answering too. Even though she hated him, he had a deep hold on her psyche. He probably always would, she thought regretfully. She let it ring until it went to voicemail, and then she curled up in her chair to go to sleep. In a few hours she'd be home, and she