My Girlfriend's Boyfriend

The Party

Sara's POV

I scanned my closet rapidly, wondering what I should wear to the party. I finally decided to go with my favorite black lace bra and crop top, with some white high waisted shorts that had a black swirly design of I don't know what. Then I topped off my outfit with my bright red combat boots. Then I skipped to the bathroom, fixed my makeup, and curled my hair so that my chocolate brown hair with aumbre highlights were curled to perfection. I ran downstairs where my little sister, Bella, was playing with her dolls. "Sarwa, where you going?" she asked with that cute little look on her face that made my heart melt. I picked her up and swung her around. "Whee!" she exclaimed. I put her down and said, "I, am going to a party my friend invited me to. I'll be back in time to tuck you in and read you a book, ok?" I said, smiling. "Okie, if you pwomise." I raised my hand in the air. "Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!" Bella clapped at hearing her favorite My little Pony character's way of making a promise. "Ok, Sarwa, bye bye!" she waved as I walked across the street to Justin's house. I knocked on the door, and Justin opened it and smiled. "Hey." was all he said to me as I entered his house.

Justin's POV

I smiled as Sara entered my house, and I put my arm around her shoulder, and surprisingly, she didn't swat me away. I just assumed it was because she didn't want to cause a scene, and went with it. I led her to the kitchen, where people were drinking beer and eating pizza. I noticed that Sara cringed at the sight, and I asked, "Want anything to drink? Don't worry, there's more than booze." I added as she was about to protest. She nodded, and I went to the fridge to get her a glass of water. When I returned, I saw that she was gone. In the media room, dancing, maybe? I thought. No, she doesn't know where it is, and she wouldn't take off without telling me.... I have to find her! I thought, worriedly. I rushed into the media room, no Sara. I looked in all of the hallways, no Sara. I looked in the livingroom, kitchen, and still no Sara! I then knocked on all of the bathroom doors, until I heard someone whispering to another person. 'Don't struggle, baby girl, and no talking!' The voice said. I tried to open the door. Locked. I banged on the door, yelling, "Open UP!"

Sara's POV

I tried to push away as his mouth touched mine, and he stuck his tongue inside my mouth. He was so drunk, and yet very strong. He grinded against me and banged me against the bathroom wall. I tried to scream out, "Help--" but was cut off with a slap across the face. His hand rubbed my right boob, and he dry humped me really hard. He was being way too rough, and tears threatened to pour out of my eyes like rain. Then, all of a sudden, the bathroom door swung open with a BANG, and who was I to see? None only than Justin Foster. My harrasser quickly turned around, letting go of me. I fell to the ground, weak and helpless. I looked up to see Justin mouthing off the guy, and escorting him out of the house. He quickly ran back to me, and sat on the ground, supporting me with his lap. "Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" he asked, stroking my hair gently. I tried to talk, but all that would come out was, " ...fine..." He put one finger to my mouth, ushering my to be quiet. "Shh..." he whishperd soothingly. "It's alright. I'm going to take you to my room." I widened my eyes, and shook my head. "N--no... I-- I---" I stuttered. He shook his head, and smiled. He carried me bridal style to his room, where he laid me down gently on the bed, and tucked me in. He laid down next to me, and stroked my hair. "Go to sleep, Sara." he whispered in my ear. "I'll make sure your safe. Don't be afraid. Everything will be ok." he kissed my forehead gently, and wrapped his arm around my waist, securing me in his grasp. I sighed happily as he kissed my forehead again, and a thought that made me jump for joy and widen my eyes in terror entered my mind. I love you, Justin.