Resident Evil Series Fan Fiction ❯ Resident Evil: GP ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

**Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil or any of the characters from the games. They are the property of Capcom. David Trapp and Trent and other characters from the Resident Evil novels are property of S.D. Perry. Any other original characters are my own creation. Do not use my characters without my permission. Warning! This story contains graphic scenes of an adult nature, including scenes of rape. If you are under the age of consent, or such content disturbs you, please do not read any further.**

Jenny Cameron sighed as she walked through the halls of Golger High, her skirt swishing back and forth as she made her way to the gym. She’d just brushed off her boyfriend when he’d gotten a little too frisky with her. The brunette still couldn’t believe Derek had tried to get under her skirt in the middle of the hall. Even with school having been let out, it was risky. She’d had to shut him down hard. He had not been pleased, but he knew she wasn’t ready for that yet.

It hadn’t been the first incident of the day. There had been several rumors of aggressive behavior from students and at least one teacher floating around. Several girls had complained about inappropriate touching and Jenny had seen at least one of her friends grabbed under her skirt. She had no idea what had caused this behavior, but she had never expected Derek to react that way. He was always so shy.

She turned into the women’s dressing room. She walked over to her locker and pulled out her cheer outfit. She slipped out of her school uniform and into the outfit. She pulled out the pom-poms and hurried out onto the court. She waved to a blonde-haired girl named Heather, who gave her a tentative wave back. Jenny looked a little confused as she ran up. “You ok?”

Heather shook her head. “You know Michael Stewart?”

“The nerd with the obsession with kid’s shows?” Michael Stewart was not someone Heather would even give the time of day.

“Well...he came to me...and he said...if I didn’t promise to have sex with him, he’d go after Lizzie!” Heather began to cry. “He said he could get her in a lot of trouble.”

“Oh my God.” Jenny was shocked. “Did you...?” Heather nodded, tears flowing freely. “Oh sweetie.” She pulled Heather into a hug. “At least it’s over.”

“But it’s not!” She began to blubber into Jenny’s shoulder. Jenny saw some of the others looking their way, but they turned back when they saw the look on Jenny’s face. Thankfully Heather was calming down enough to lower her voice. “He...he’s still threatening me...”

Jenny couldn’t think of anything to say. She just hugged her friend tight. “How?”

“He knows my parents will be livid if they knew I’d had sex before I was 18. He said he’d tell them I did if I tried to stop him from more sex. I don’t know what to do!” She shuddered. “They’ll never believe the truth. They’ve already hinted they thought I was active already.”

“I’ll help you think of something.”

Heather suddenly hugged Jenny tight. “Thank you. You’re such a good friend.”

“You’re welcome,” Jenny said uncertainly. She was glad Heather had stopped sobbing, but this hugging from her friend was drawing some strange looks. She also had no idea how she could help her friend. One thing at a time.

“If you two are finished consummating your love, we need to get started.” Jenny looked up to see the head of their cheer team, Debra, standing there, her arms folded. She had come out of the locker room and was looking upset that they were not ready.

Heather reluctantly broke the hug, looking embarrassed. Jenny scowled at Debra, but Debra just shrugged it off. “Where’s Kendra? We need her for this too, ya know?”

“She’s just getting dressed. I saw her in the locker room as I left. Get yourself ready. I don’t want to be here all night.” She then turned and walked away. Jenny shrugged and began to stretch her limbs. No point in pulling a muscle.

“Jenny!” Jenny looked up to see her sister calling at her from the doorway. She stopped stretching and walked over, ruffling Susie’s short brown hair. “Hey, quit it! I’m not 10 anymore!”

“No, but you’re still my little sis. I call sibling right!”

“There’s no such thing,” she said, sticking her tongue out and folding her arms across her chest. “Maybe I should walk home now, and get you in trouble with Mom.”

“You won’t do that. You’re more scared to walk home alone than I am that you will. You know what kind of creeps can lurk out there.” She pulled Susie in close. “When you walk with our group, you’re safer.”

“I know. I just wish you’d stop treating me like a little kid.”

“Then stop acting like one. You’re 13, but you play Dad like you’re still ten.” Susie stuck out her tongue again. “That’s another example. Grow up, sis.” She gave her sister a soft punch and sent her over to the bleachers with a playful swat, both of which earned her glares from the younger girl though she hurried over to the bench. Jenny shook her head and continued her stretches. She couldn’t help messing with the girl. It was too ingrained in how she was. She didn’t doubt, however, that if it came to it, she would defend Susie with her life if needs be. She was that important to her.

“What is taking her so long?” Debra cried out.

Jenny was roused from her thoughts and looked around. Kendra still had not come out. Even someone as flaky as she was should have been here by now. “I’ll find her.” Debra shrugged, obviously not caring who did so long as they dragged Kendra out. Jenny sighed inwardly and hurried back to the locker room. Debra was such a bitch sometimes. She had no idea how that girl had ever become captain of the cheer squad. She was, though, and Jenny just had to get used to the situation.

Jenny walked into the locker room and was shocked to see the lights were mostly off. “Hello?” There was no response, save for the sound of running water coming from the showers. Even Kendra doesn’t take a shower this long. Jenny was somewhat worried. She wondered if Kendra was hurt. She could have slipped on the wet tiles and could be lying hurt or unconscious. She hurried over to the showers and slowed as she heard noises coming from the shower. She peered in through the steam, trying to make sense of what she saw. It looked like there were two people in there.

As Jenny took a step into the shower, she got a glimpse of what was happening and she nearly cried out in shock. There was a older man in the shower with Kendra. She was nude, and he was only wearing a shirt, his pants bundled around his ankles. The two of them were having sex in the showers. Jenny flushed with embarrassment. Part of her was shocked this was going on in the locker room and part of her wished she hadn’t come peeping on what seemed to be an intimate moment. She hovered on the edge of the showers, crouching down so as not to be seen, unable to look away. Her curiosity about sex was warring with her shame. Curiosity was winning out and she moved in a bit closer, wanting to see more of this without being caught.

When Jenny got closer, she nearly cried out in alarm. Through all the steam, she hadn’t seen the bindings holding Kendra’s arms behind her back. The girl also had a gag in her mouth as the man pounded into her pussy. She was bleeding from down there, meaning she was a virgin, or he was tearing her with his rape, or both. Her auburn hair was matted to her face, but there was a tiny trickle of blood there too. Her sobs, though muffled by the running water, were audible now that Jenny was listening more closely. She even got enough of a glimpse of the dark-skinned guy’s face to know who he was. It was Harry Stenslin, the janitor. Jenny’s expression darkened. How DARE he rape one of my friends?!

Jenny stood up, rational thought going out the window as her desire to stop this man from raping Kendra rose. It was only one footstep, but it was a loud enough noise for Jenny’s instincts to kick in. She leapt to the side as someone reached for her. She came down awkwardly on the wet tiles and fell on her butt. A burly boy stood above her, one she thought she recognized from the football team. “Hey G..Gary. Wh...what are y...you doing here?” she stammered as she backed away on the slick floor, water soaking in from below and causing her panties to become see-through. She spared a quick glance at Kendra and her assailant. Kendra was looking over at her, her eyes pleading for help, but the janitor didn’t even acknowledge her presence in the room.

Gary followed Jenny, keeping her cornered. His eyes were glazed as he moved to trap her in the shower. Jenny could see the bulge in his shorts and quivered. Jenny felt her back hit a wall, and she decided it was now or never. She launched herself as best she could from her position, barreling into Gary and knocking him over. She didn’t let her momentum stop though, rolling off Gary before he could react and she tried to knock Harry off Kendra. Harry finally showed that he saw Jenny by reaching out and catching her by the wrist. She was lifted in the air as though she were a child and then slammed into the tile wall.

Jenny crumpled to the ground, trying to shake the stars out of her eyes. She had enough presence of mind to move again before Gary fell on her, but she was staggering and unable to keep her balance for long. Just keep moving. The ground is slick for him too. Don’t let him get a grip on you. The stars finally cleared in time for Jenny to dance back and avoid Gary again. He had put too much momentum into his attempt to catch her and he slipped on tile and hit the wall. Jenny hoped he would be dazed long enough for her to either get to Kendra or get help, but he was back on his feet quicker than he should have been and he moved to keep her from escaping.

I didn’t want to have to do this Gary, Jenny thought. She rushed at him, and he braced himself as she hoped he would. Instead of slamming into him again though, she lashed out with her foot, trying to take out his leg. The blow connected, but Gary didn’t even register the pain. He simply grabbed her leg and pulled. Jenny couldn’t hold her balance and went crashing to the tile. Pain laced through her, and she was only vaguely aware of being lifted in the air upside down.

A hand felt at her breasts through her shirt. Jenny tried to bat the hand away, but her attempts were weak and did nothing to ward off the groping. His hand gripped her shirt and pulled. An awful tearing sound followed and the front of her top was ripped open, revealing her sports bra. Once again, his hand went to groping her breasts. Jenny whimpered. “Please...don’t...” The blood was rushing to her head, and it was harder to think. She kicked out at Gary’s face, but she missed.

Another tear, and the remnants of her top were dropped to the shower floor. The hand on her chest moved upward and she felt him rubbing her pussy through her underwear. Oh God, he’s gonna rape me. She wasn’t sure why it hadn’t occurred to her until just now, but her attempts to fight him off even now were having little effect. She felt him grip her panties and those were torn off as well, exposing her brown bush to the view of all who cared to look. His fingers plunged into her pussy, causing her to bite her lip as he explored her sex with no regard for her. His fingers found her hymen and they ran along it, but made no attempt to push through. Instead, he pulled his fingers out and undid the button on his shorts. He unzipped them and then pulled down both his shorts and boxers, freeing his cock. Had Jenny not been so afraid, she might have laughed. Gary was not very well endowed.

She felt him drop her and her head ached as it hit the tile. She tried to focus as he turned her over on her knees. She felt him hold her down with one hand as the other lifted her skirt up. She bit her lip as she felt his cock near her pussy. Then suddenly, he wasn’t holding her anymore. She turned and saw someone through the steam swinging a large stick, or something similar, at the boy. She forced herself to her feet, wobbling a little as she staggered forward.

Heather had one of the metal baseball bats and was fending the boy off. One of Gary’s arms hung limply by his side, but he didn’t seem to be in pain. “Are you ok, Jenny?”

“Define ok...” she muttered, but she was regaining her balance. “Let’s get a teacher.”

Heather looked at Jenny. “What about Kendra?”

When she looked away, Gary reached out and wrenched the bat out of her grasp, throwing it into the lockers. “Uhm...I hate to say it, but we’re gonna need help first.”


Heather looked at Jenny. “I don’t think...” she started, but was forced to dodge away as Gary lunged at her. His hand caught her cheer top though and it was torn from her like tissue paper. “I don’t think a teacher can help.”

Jenny ran to the door to the hall. “C’mon Heather!” Heather ducked under his grasp, looking helplessly at Kendra, but ran for the door. Jenny made sure she was through, then slammed the door in his face, hearing him slam into the door. Heather wedged the baseball bat in so he couldn’t force it outward.

Jenny ran for the gym, with Heather yelling at her to stop, but she wanted to warn her sister before the maniac came out the other door. Jenny threw open the gym door and froze. Her fellow cheerleaders were splayed all over the gym in various states of undress in an impromptu orgy. Cocks were fucking every hole imaginable and she could clearly see tears in her classmates’ eyes. Jenny’s hand went to her mouth. Heather put a hand on Jenny’s shoulder and pulled hard, shutting the door behind her. “This is why we need more than a teacher. We need the police.” She was looking anxious and a bit flustered as she looked up and down the hall.

Jenny shook her head. “I need to go back in! I need to find Susie!” She struggled against her friend.

“Hey! Hey! Susie should be safe!” Jenny blinked, looking at her friend. “I got her out of there as soon as those guys broke in. Once I saw what they were after, I came in to get you. I didn’t expect anyone in the locker room as well.” She looked worried “Have all the guys gone mad?!”

Jenny shrugged. “I don’t know, but until we find some more sane people, we need to get away from these ones, right? Let’s grab Susie and get out of here.” Heather nodded, looking glad to have someone taking charge. She led Jenny to a broom closet where a very scared Susie was hiding. The younger girl launched herself into her sister’s arms. She sobbed on Jenny’s shoulder, fear evident. Jenny could only imagine what might have happened had she seen what had happened to the girls.

Susie finally calmed down enough to notice their state of undress. She looked at them questioningly, but her first question was something else. “Is it over?” Susie asked, looking for Jenny to make it all better. Jenny shook her head. “I want Mom and Dad.”

“Me too, Sooz. Me too.” A door slammed open and two men stumbled through it, causing Susie to shriek and cower behind her sister. Jenny looked around. “The door. Behind you. Go.” Heather took the lead, holding Susie by the arm as Jenny stayed between those two and the men. Heather tried the door, but Jenny could hear it was locked.

“Jenny...” Susie said, fear creeping up again.

Heather looked down at the girl. “Give me your bag, kiddo, and stand back.” She waited until Susie was clear and then she swung the bag, shattering the window next to the door. “Careful Susie.” She helped the young girl through to the yard, and then stepped through herself. “Hurry, Jenny.”

Jenny dodged one man’s lunge and nearly was to the window when a hand grabbed her skirt. She pulled away, letting the fabric tear off and leave her bottomless as she ran. She grabbed one of Susie’s hands, Heather had the other, and the three frightened girls ran into Golger Point. She didn’t know if anywhere was safe, but Jenny was determined to get her sister out of the city regardless. She was not going to let Susie experience the fear she’d had in that shower.