Ice Princess Ch. 12

She stretched and stood. That'd been so many years ago. But that was why she was what she was today wasn't it? Those three boys...

She moved closer to the water's edge and made circles with a stick in the water. The image of her face reflecting back to her from the water's surface was lost in swirls of banking waves, disturbed like her life. As they floated further out they gentled and joined with the lake again. This was something she'd never done.

Could she be like that? Maybe, one day she could be 'normal' again.

She 'felt' something... waves of sadness slowly drifted within her. She felt loss, she felt hurt; she felt anger. Her eyes moved back to the water gazing at the striking person looking back up at her.

The black hair she saw in her reflection's image looked alien. How could that really be her? She looked closer at the mirrored image in the water. She'd changed so much over the years...

"Hey Danielle!" called one of the few friends she had.

"I hear you and Jack are an item?"

Janet slowed down so that her walk matched Danielle's. "It's all over school that you and Jack are going steady." She tapped her shoulder in a make believe hug and added, "I'm so happy for your!"

"Well isn't that just great," she remembered replying. For some reason it didn't give her great pleasure to be so popular.

Being unnoticed was what she liked, what she was use too. Attention usually meant that she'd get made fun of. If no one noticed her, then she didn't get made fun of, and life was at least bearable.

"What's wrong Danielle?" Janet stopped walking. The final bell rang somewhere in the distance, but they remained in the hallway alone. Neither of them seemed to care that the final bell had rang. They were late for class and at a standstill.

"You think being heavy is an issue, don't you?" Janet frowned and tossed her red hair over her shoulder in anger. "Don't let the Jocks kid you, heavy isn't an issue. It's not with Jack, and isn't his opinion all that counts?" She huffed off down the hallway. I remained out of class the remainder of the day.

Janet had liked Jack when he'd joined school at the beginning of the year. Things between them just hadn't worked out. She'd never known about us. Janet had always been angry about that.

She tossed the stick into the water, and watched as it floated away. School after that had been difficult. The popular girls wanted to be her best friends. She'd never really understood why. She was still the same unpopular person that she'd always been. Nothing had changed except now she was Jack's girlfriend.

She remembered being dragged into meetings, clubs and social events, that in the past, she'd never have known about or never would have been invited to.

The only good thing about all this added attention was she'd learned how to lose weight effectively. She'd also been taught, again by the popular girls, how to apply make-up. Her already beautiful skin seemed to glow.

Jack had approved of it all. If it made her happy then he was happy. He often reassured her that he loved her, and it didn't matter to him what she did.

Social graces, she'd learned that last year in high school, before those three boys had ruined it all.

She walked away from the shoreline and started her way back toward the house. She'd have to be at work soon. For some reason she didn't want to go. The crowd, the noise, the environment seemed to overwhelm her. Something was changing. She just wasn't sure what it was.

"Hey Danielle!" screamed one of the boys who'd been one of her tormentors. "Is your two ton ass too big to fit through the bathroom door?" He ran past her pinching her as he went. His nimble fingers grabbed her book bag, and easily removed it from her shoulder while she'd been busy trying to fend him off.

"Hey!" she'd screamed when she felt the bag slip away from her arm. "That's mine! Give it back!" She'd tried to run to catch up, but she knew she'd never make it. The bag contained all her classroom work and she had no desire to redo it. I'd taken her a week to gather all the information she'd needed for her science report. She didn't want to lose that.

She saw him run out the front doors. She followed him. He jumped into a black sports car as it pulled up in front of the building. She figured it'd drive off and that would be that. She'd have to spend the rest of the night trying to recover from the incident. But that wasn't what happened. She often wished it had.

All three of her tormentors alighted from the car and approached her. Justin was the meanest of the three, followed by Joe and then meek, but distasteful Johnny. They were often referred to as the 'Three J's. They had a band, which also carried that name. They were popular and often played at school dances and in town events. All three were on the football team, as well.

"Hey, Danielle," said Justin, as he brushed back his shaggy blondish hair which was hanging over one of his greenish eyes. He walked up beside her and blocked her path.

"Come to daddy," said Joe, "with his ever popular slur of the English language. He walked up and took his place on the other side of her.

Johnny opened the back door of the car. All three of them forced her into the backseat.

"We've got a big surprise for you," he'd said, as he closed the door after the other two.

"Get off me," she remembered screaming. Fighting, clawing and biting didn't seem to help. The two in the backseat with her wrestled her down and cuffed her wrists together with novelty handcuffs and rope.

"Jack told us you'd be after school today," said Justin with a sneer. "His wondering fingers were undoing a few buttons on her shirt."He told us you were good."

She remembered feeling his fingers encircle her bra. He'd yanked at it until it moved upward, letting one of her breasts escape half way from beneath it.

She remembered being frightened. She trembled in fear. The wind blew across the grassland before her and she stopped walking.

A place like this was where they'd brought her, the three of them and her. They were all alone on a darkening Friday night.

"Jack told us he'd share you," said Joe, "It's been ages since I had a good fuck." He reached forward and pulled her nipple free. "I wanna do it right here," he mumbled as his tongue encased her nipple and bit into it slightly.

She'd jumped from the pain and he'd laughed, continuing to play with it with his fingers, pinching it just a little harder each time he licked.

"Please stop..." She remembered begging. Her pleas and struggles were lost on deaf ears.

Joe opened his car door and climbed out. Leaving her half dressed on the seat behind him. Justin reached in and pulled her out. She'd tumbled on the ground with a thud, hitting her nose on a rock and making it bleed.

"Isn't that just wonderful," said Justin as Johnny climbed out of the car's driver's seat ready to join them.

"She's bloody already and we've not even started yet.

Joe and Justin picked her up and Johnny wiped the blood away from her nose.

"Can't have you sucking cock and getting blood all over us can we?" Justin snarled, and grinned.

"I hear you're one good cock sucker," he continued to say, as he wiped more blood away from her face. His body was so close that she could feel the hardness in his pants.

"Please don't do this," she remembered begging, "I'll do anything you ask, just don't!" Tears caressed her cheeks and her body trembled in fear.

"Yea," piped in Justin, "ignoring her pleas for freedom. Jack says you're one hell of a fuck." He kept walking toward her until she collided with a tree.

"He says you're a pro at blow jobs." He licked the side of her cheek. "Why don't we find out just how good you really are?"

She felt his fingers alight between her legs. The sound of the zipper of her jeans moving was like thunder to her shocked senses.

"You can't be serious," she'd said, looking from one boy to the other. Each of them were lowering their jeans and stepping out of them.

"Now that you've lost some weight, I'm willing to let you suck mine and prove it to me." Justin sneered, as he pulled her shirt open, ripping the remaining buttons off and destroying the material.

She tried to move away but Joe blocked her path from the side. "We are going to have ourselves a threesome," said Joe, "You ever been fucked by three guys at the same time he asked her." His grin seemed like the devils, "We all want a turn in each hole."

He reached out and pinched one of her nipples. "You're going to learn to love pain," he said and laughed.

"Please," she'd remembered saying. This just couldn't be happening. This kind of thing only happened to other girls not her, the ugliest of the bunch.

"Well, listen to that, she's begging us to fuck her," Justin said in a sarcastic voice.

They'd forced her to the ground then and showed her a hand full of clothes pins.

"If you do it right I won't clamp you," laughed Justin, but if you do it wrong I will start putting them on your body. He'd reached into Johnny's hand and removed one.

"Here's how they feel," he'd said as he clamped one on her right nipple. The pain was over powering... She remembered screaming...

"Danielle..." she heard her name. The images from the past faded from her sight. The sadness eased up, but not completely.

"Hi Aunt Marie," she finally said, "I'm sorry I was so long... I just needed..."

Aunt Marie cut her short. "Honey, Officer Dillon is here to see you. He says he isn't leaving until he talks to you."