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003.

time ; calista's 19th birthday.

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TW: Sexual Assault/harassment 

The music. It was loud, however, not too loud to the point where it was heard clearly from the car. It was muffled, and Cali could barely tell what was playing. However, she caught the very familiar "jason derulo!" and realized that it was a song from many years ago. She smiled lightly, Karl parking the car. Nick leaned forward between the two front seats. 

"You ready, Cal?" he asks with a large smile. 

Cali smiles back, and she nods. The three boys - Karl, Nick and Johnny - exit the car. "I'll be right in!" She calls, pulling her phone from her bag.
She brushed strands of her hair from her face, looking at herself in the camera of her phone. She was really happy. Her friends were making sure that her birthday was "The Best" when she would have certainly been okay with just staying in. But they went over-the-top, and wanted it to be very special. Since eighteenth birthdays are usually special, but hers didn't go as planned. She smiles, reassuring herself. It'll be okay. 

Cali steps out of the car, closing the door behind her. She walks, and she walks carefully into the club-looking building. The music is clearer now, but it was a different song. "ooh, i want the time of my life!" Time of our lives. She knows the song by heart. She laughs lightly, which is drowned out by the music as she enters the building. Flashing lights of pink, purple and blue fill her eyes. Familiar faces, not-so-familiar faces; it was a lot. She smiled and laughed at the sight. This was going to be a good night. 

"happy birthday!" the group cheered in unison. This made her smile grow. 

Cali was pulled by nick into the group, dancing to the music. The song changed to another; 'I Like It' by Enrique Iglesias and Pitbull. She wasn't a dancer, but she was definitely dancing. 

[[time skip; time - 10pm on the dot.]]

Cali doesn't drink. Legally, she can't. The drinking age in America is 21. She was two years short. She obviously drank at parties before, but not anymore. Not since last year. She wasn't allowing that to herself.


A male approached. It was a person she knew, but had never met in real-life. He was definitely intimidated. His name was Kipp, he was a fellow content creator. More commonly known as Kipplrr - (this is a made up streamer.) She knew him because they had streamed together for among us and jackbox. However, she didn't know him personally. She knew his name, his face, his voice, and his age. 23yrs old. Tall, Medium brown hair, often wore chains and had painted nails he always showed off. 

Cali was sat down on a sofa, and Kipp sat beside her.
"Hey birthday girl," He smiles, waving with his fingers. One hand was free, another was accompanied with a red cup filled halfway with a sour-smelling alcohol. 
It takes a moment for cali to recognize him, but she does. "Hey!"

Small talk escalades to talks about future streams together, and it seems to be going well! They're getting along, they're becoming known with each other. Friends. Until Kipp begins to take this in the opposite direction. He scoots closer. Cali notices, but says nothing and scoots back a bit. He moves closer. She moves back. He moves even closer. He reeks of alcohol, it chokes her breath. She hates the smell. She tries to scoot back again, but her hands slip and she's on her back on the sofa now. Kipp smiles. It would've been a friendly smile if she didn't feel so trapped. She couldn't breathe. Last year comes back. Kipp leans down, and it stiffens her movements. She can't leave. She can't cry out for help, it'll be drowned out. No one was near them. 

"Kipp-. Kipp, get off of me," She tries and tries, but he won't move. Her eyes start to tear up as he latches onto her neck. "Kipp please.. Get off.. " Her voice weakens. It feels pulled from her. She can't speak. The tears trail down the sides of her face by her ears due to her position. Her makeup smudges. Shes trapped. Breathless. Helpless. 

She closes her eyes. She panics, she can't breathe as it is. 
"She said get off," Nick's voices brings relief to Cali and she opens her eyes as Kipp is pulled off of her. She immediately stands up, tripping as she tries. She falls onto her knees.
She can't hear anything. It's as if she's gone deaf. Everything it muffled. Her vision is blurry. She's sobbing silently. Her heavy breathes are loud, her heart is racing. The next thing she knows, Kipp is getting beaten down by Nick. She doesn't see the action as she was picked up and helped away. 

She's out of the building now, sitting on the sidewalk and being handed a bottle of water. Her vision fades in and she looks up to a fellow streamer. He looks concerned. 
"Here, drink this," The familiar voice says, while holding the water bottle out. 
She nods in thanks as she takes the water bottle, shaken up. 
Quackity sits beside her. He's on his phone. Cali looks over, not intentionally, but she sees his screen. She's letting Karl know he's with her. Cali is still crying. Her breathing is heard. This causes Alex to look over.
"Hey, you're okay now," he reassures. 

In that moment, Karl comes running toward them. He looks upset. 
"Cali.. Cali i'm so sorry. He's a dick! We called the cops. He'll get charged. I promise." 
Cali weakly smiled at her brother. "It's okay, Karl..," It wasn't. She was so scared, but she knew this wasn't necessarily planned. It was no ones fault. "I just want to go home."
Karl nods. "Er- I'll wait for the cops. Alex? Can you take her home?"
Alex looks surprised. But he nods. He'd get them an uber. 
Karl helps Cali up. "Go home and get some rest, okay? I'll handle Kipp."
Cali sniffles and gives a forced smile, "Okay."
Karl nods to Alex and jogs back to the scene.

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A/N: what a way to meet. I am sorry this took a bit, but heres the third chapter since yall actually read this?? thank u. this was just for fun lmaoo. ANYWAyS!! if you have ideas lmk :)