Three zippers lowered echoing into the night.

"Hey!"

We all snapped our heads around to see who called out. Ashley clocked the leader in the jaw as he turned, not even seeing it coming, sending the guy spinning into the ground while Jon took one of his friends as Terrence took on the other one.

"You okay?" she wondering holding her hand for me to take.

Sighing I grabbed it letting her help me up, "No..." stepping over to the guy I kicked him repeatedly in the ribs earning a groan each time.

Arms wrapped around my waist yanking me off the guy, "Chill out," she whispered into my ear sending a weird sensation through my body.

"No...that bastard called me gay. I won't be called that," I shouted struggling to get at him again but damn did Ashley have a hold on me which made me madder as the wetness seeped out from between my legs.

"Is it really that bad?" Trish wondered not seeing the big deal as Dara gave her the best orgasms of her life, ones the guys she used to date could never achieve.

"Yes!" I screamed wanting to lunge at her as well but Terrence hefted me up on to his shoulder.

She cursed out Trish for even suggesting being gay was okay as Terrence carried her away firefighter style. Her temper was explosive, as the guy groaning on the ground knows, and it wasn't hot. It chilled me.

We all ended up going to sleep, Angel and I sleeping on opposide side of Bailey to keep her there. Several times in the night she'd start to get up talking about that bastard or she'd lung over all of us to get to Trish who'd roll her eyes as we yanked her back down. At first she didn't want us 'cherry suckers' touching her, first time I'd ever heard that saying but soon I realized she loved a hand and nails racking gently on her scalp and running through her hair. With how drunk and tired she was each time I did it she was out with in five strokes. By three in the morning she was out and so was the rest of us.

When we finally woke up it was discussed that we should just go back home due to everything that happened yesterday. The ride was silent, Bailey scowling out the window mumbling incohently every once in a while.

Terrence drove into the drive way of the ranch, mom and mama sat on the porch sipping coffee and smiling which faultered a bit when they noticed us. Angel opened the back door allowing us out, I was first and gave a small wave walking up toward them.

"I thought you guys weren't coming home til tonight?" Mom cast a questioning glance toward mama than back toward me.

Shrugging my shoulders, "We ran into some trouble," I offered earning worried glares.

Bailey came flying past me up to the steps with her cut lip, black and purple, looking much worse than what it was and holding her stomach, a bruise there as well. I saw it as she changed back into her now dry clothes, "I want to see my father!" she demanded switching her gaze back and forth, "Please...I need to see him." she begged after they neither moved nor said anything.

"Okay...I'll arrange it. Let Paula take at look at you okay?" Bailey nodded and let mom lead her into the house.

I waved goodbye to my friends as they pulled away than turned to see mama tapping her foot, "Yeah?"

"Don't play the fool here, what the hell happened out there Ashley?"

I explained every little detail and luckily she wasn't mad just upset at the turn of event and probably considering never letting me go to another bon fire again.