Fighting for a New Life Ch. 01

CHAPTER ONE

As the sun began rising in the sky, a small figure crept from a small house. The further the figure got from the house, the more confident it became. Finally, the figure straightened, revealing a young woman with golden blond hair and enchanting green eyes. The sun was shining brightly as she walked into the small town. She hadn't been to the town since she was a child, but she knew she had friends and enemies here.

The young woman looked around carefully, her eyes lit up when she saw the small crafts store and hurried inside. An older woman set down her mug of tea. "May I help you?" she asked. The young woman smiled; relieved.

"Mrs. Kirk, it's Ari," she said. Mrs. Kirk's eyes grew wide as she studied the girl in front of her.

"Oh my dear child! It is wonderful to see you!" Mrs. Kirk exclaimed, giving the young woman a hug. "Did your father bring you?" Mrs. Kirk asked. Ari shook her head.

"He is planning my wedding to Jack Jansten," Ari answered, relieved by the gasp her statement caused.

"Come Ari, we will go talk to Faith and Bethany," Mrs. Kirk said. Ari followed the older woman out the backdoor and into an alley. Ari kept to the shadows, hoping nobody would see her. When she and Mrs. Kirk entered a large home, Ari was greeted with hugs.

"We must act quickly. Your father is not a stupid man and he will assume you would come to us," Mrs. Kirk said to Ari. She nodded and listened to her mother's closest friends formulate a plan.

Ari jumped when the door opened. "Ari, this is Bethany's son Bobby. Bobby, this is Ariana. Her mother was a dear friend of ours," Mrs. Kirk introduced. Bobby nodded politely. Bethany explained to her son about Ariana's situation and Ariana was surprised to see Bobby's hands clench into fists.

"What do you need for me to do?' Bobby asked. Bethany hesitated.

"Ariana has two choices. She can either assume another identity or she can marry someone else," Bethany told her son, knowing Bobby couldn't stand Jack Jansten.

Bobby studied Ariana for a moment. "When?" he asked. Bethany hid a smile.

"I call the mayor," Bethany said. Bobby shook his head, imagining his father's reaction.

Ariana shifted her weight from foot to foot as she studied her reflection in the mirror. Mrs. Kirk appeared in the doorway.

"Are you ready dear?" she asked gently. Ariana nodded before smoothing a wrinkle in the dress. She followed Mrs. Kirk out to the back porch where Bobby waited with his parents. Bethany smiled as she watched her husband marry their son to the daughter of her oldest friend.

Faith stepped out to the porch. "Your father and Jack are headed this way," she told Ariana. Bobby signed the marriage certificate and handed the pen to Ariana who scrawled her name on the paper and allowed Bobby to lead her upstairs.

"Don't be nervous," Bobby chided as he pulled off his clothing. Ariana swallowed and slid her dress down her legs. "You are beautiful," he said gently as he pushed her back onto the bed. Bobby pushed his way into her carefully. Ariana cried out as he pushed past her hymen.

"Stop!" Ariana gasped, pushing up against Bobby.

Bobby kissed Ariana's cheek. "I'm sorry I hurt you," he murmured, thrusting in and out of her. Tears streamed down her face. "Ariana, stop crying," Bobby said thrusting once more before spurting his seed deep inside her body. Bobby pulled away gently as the bedroom door was flung open.

Ariana gasped as her father and Jack came to a stop just inside the bedroom.

"The priest is waiting downstairs to marry you and Jack," her father told Ariana.

Bobby stepped forward. "Ariana isn't going anywhere with you," Bobby said, eying Jack carefully.

"That is my daughter young man!" Ariana's father exclaimed.

Bobby shrugged. "That may be sir, but Ariana is my wife," Bobby said, his voice nearly a growl.

"Excuse me? When and how the hell did that happen?" her father growled. He looked past Bobby to Ariana. "Cover yourself you little slut," he told her.

"You can't tell me what to do anymore father," Ariana said, her voice shaky.

"You promised me your daughter Glen!" Jack exclaimed, walking over to the bed and pulling Ariana roughly to her feet.

"Let me go!" she shrieked.

"What is going on in here?" Bobby's father appeared in the doorway.

"Mayor Glass, your son raped my daughter the day before her wedding to Jack Jansten," Glen complained.

"It wasn't rape Glen, it was consummation of their wedding vows. I married them myself, not thirty minutes ago," the mayor told Glen.

"You little slut! Are you pregnant? Is that how you got Bobby Glass to marry you?" Glen screamed.

"No!" Ariana exclaimed, kicking Jack in the shin. He let her go and she grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around herself. "And there's my proof!" she told her father. Glen raked his eyes over the spot of blood on the blanket.

"That could have been faked," he sneered.

"I assure you, it isn't," Bobby said.

"I give you a year to produce a child or I will start working on an annulment and then Ariana, you will marry you I choose for you!" Glen shouted before storming out of the house, Jack on his heels. Ariana sank to the bed and watched silently as Bobby's parents left the room.

"Are you alright?" Bobby asked gently. She shook her head.

"That hurt Bobby," Ariana whispered. Bobby chuckled a little and sat down next to her.

"I'm sorry for that Aria. I didn't have the time to make it better, we needed to get rid of your virginity before he got here," Bobby told her. "Next time, it will be better, I promise," he added.

"I don't know if I want there to be a next time," Ariana whispered. Bobby chuckled again.

"Give me some time Aria, I promise it'll be better next time," Bobby repeated. Ariana's eyes met Bobby's and after a moment, she nodded. Bobby leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. While she was distracted by the kiss, Bobby cupped his hand around a pert breast and teased it until the nipple was hard and pointed.

"What's happening to me?" Ariana asked, frightened by the sensations.

"Tell me what you're feeling," Bobby whispered.

"It's almost like I have butterflies in my stomach," Ariana answered. Bobby chuckled.

"You're nervous, relax," he told her, sliding his hands down her body. Ariana gasped as he flicked his tongue across her already hard nipple.

"What are you doing?" she wanted to know.

Bobby looked up at her. "Does it feel good?" Bobby asked. Ariana nodded. "Then let go and enjoy," he told her.

"Stop!" Ariana gasped a few minutes later, pushing him away with her hand.

"What's wrong?" Bobby asked, his brown eyes.

"I feel like I've ..." Ariana stopped, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" Bobby asked again.

"I feel like I've peed my pants," Ariana whispered. Bobby slid his hand between her legs and pushed a finger up the hem of her panties and grinned when his finger slipped easily up inside her.

"You haven't peed yourself Aria, it's your body's way of preparing you for sex. Didn't your mother teach you about any of this stuff before she passed?" Bobby asked gently. Ariana shook her head.

"My father forbid it; told her that I didn't need to know until the night before my wedding," Ariana admitted. Bobby rolled his eyes. "So this wetness, is it a good thing?" she wanted to know. Bobby's grin widened.

"It's a very good thing. It makes it easier to do this," Bobby said, pushing his cock deep inside her. Ariana gasped and her eyes widened. "I told you it wouldn't hurt again," he murmured, before he began to thrust slowly, gently, letting her adjust to the fullness. After a moment, Bobby grasped her hips with his hands and helped her find the rhythm. Ariana moaned and closed her eyes as pleasure flowed through her. Bobby removed his hands from her hips and was pleased to find her still matching him thrust for thrust. He began to play with her nipples as he kissed her, thrusting hard, fast and deep. Ariana screamed into his mouth as she came, her muscles clamping down on him. Bobby shouted hoarsely as he again spewed his seed deep within her. Bobby rolled off of Ariana and moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her gently.

"Bobby?" Ariana asked, her voice sleepy.

"Hm?"

"Why'd you marry me?" Ariana wanted to know. Bobby sighed.

"I know what Jack Jansten can do. I wouldn't wish him on my worst nightmare.

"So you don't love me." Bobby pushed himself up on an elbow.

"No, but I could learn to," Bobby admitted, brushing his fingers down her back. Ariana sighed contently and Bobby lowered himself back down onto the bed.

"Thank you," Ariana said softly, turning into him. Bobby smiled and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

"There's no need to thank me Aria. Not for this," Bobby told her.