Chapter Thirteen

                                    

                                          

💁🏻‍♀️Attention! This is a trigger warning from the author. There are suggested themes below, if you are not comfortable with the inference of Adult themes such as Rape please skip this chapter. Happy reading and a thank you for making it this far. 🖤
                          
The music was roaring and I could hardly hear what Jenna was trying to tell me. She was probably whining about something Will had done or not done recently. They had been dating off and on since seventh grade and weren't getting along well in the last month or two. Her pouty pink lips took a sip from the Solo cup she was holding, filled with spiked Kool-Aid no doubt. I wondered to myself why we were friends, and the only thing I could think was we'd known each other since before my mother had passed. She was my complete opposite. She was tall and blonde and the biggest drama queen I'd ever met. She liked the attention, making it her job to get to the center of everyone else's thoughts. 
                          
Will came up and snaked an arm around her waist giving me a lusting look as he nibbled on her ear. My body vibrated with disgust. I did not know what she saw in him, I felt like tendrils of Ick crawled across me whenever he was around. He was not ugly, to some he might be handsome, but Will was not my type. He was tall and built sturdily, his hair was buzzed short, and his forest green eyes sat above a crooked bulbous nose and perpetually pinched sour-looking lips. 
                          
I was starting to get tired so I hollered that I was gonna go home after I hit the bathroom. I turned around and squeezed my way through the maze of pulsing bodies. When I reached the bathroom there was a line of six other girls. I decided to leave not bothering with the wait. As I exited the club doors the fresh air hit me and I instantly felt better. One of these days I'd tell Jenna I didn't want to go to the sophomore night at Lafayetts anymore. This was more her scene than mine anyway. I started the walk home not wanting to bother my dad with coming to get me. He was surely asleep at this hour and I had told him Jenna would take me home. It was only 9 o'clock but it was dark enough that I wanted to stay away from the alleys.
                          
I got a block or two away before I started feeling creeper vibes. Chalking it down to paranoia I kept going. Suddenly a rough hand pressed against my mouth preventing me from screaming bloody murder. The other arm wrapped around me holding me to their chest and pinning my arms down. I tried to bite them and kick their shins but I was too small, too weak. I relaxed my whole body thinking my body weight would throw them off and I could maybe wriggle free, but that didn't work either. They were dragging me backward towards an alley I'd passed. 
                          
I couldn't escape, I couldn't call for help. The monster pulled me down to the ground not giving me even an inch to get free. The stench of his mouth was overpowering and his breathing was heavy as I fought with everything I had, thrashing about. I saw green eyes as Will turned me around and tried to get my pants undone. Sweat trickled down my temples, and my eyes stung as the dirt under me kicked up into the air. He wrapped his hand into my hair and pulled hard ripping my head back into the dirt. My lips finally free a blood-curdling shriek exploded from me.
                          
I heard yelling but couldn't focus enough to hear what was being said. Someone pulled him off of me and I crawled away as fast as I could. A man was arguing with him about ten feet away. I stood up and took off. My legs were weak but my adrenaline and fear kept me from stopping. When I finally got to my street I slowed down only enough to get some air into my lungs and keep from passing out. Safe inside my house I went to the bathroom and climbed into the shower fully clothed letting the hot water wash away the last hour. 
                          
The next Monday at school I was accosted by Jenna and a pack of her followers. She said Will had called her and he accused me of luring him into my arms, and being the reason for their troubles in the last months. The man who essentially saved me had called the cops, and they had watched the surveillance video from the street lamp above us. Will was in Juvie for statutory rape, but without me to testify against him I was sure he would be out soon. 
                          
After that Jenna was constantly berating me and mocking me. The stress from it all made me withdraw into myself. I started reading fairytales to escape and began cutting to try and gain some control over my life. The bullying got so bad I started to develop a stutter and I chopped off my waist-length hair, which landed me in therapy because my parents couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. I never told anyone what happened. Why should I, no one would believe me, they all thought I was some weirdo slut.
                          
Will did eventually get out but his dad picked up the whole family and moved them to another state, to escape the rumors.