Pick and choose

Chapter 4

 (TRIGGER WARNING)

This chapter contains rape and violence. Please be advised

I can't believe I'm going to a college party with 2 guys. This sounds like the start of a human trafficking story. I shower singing Brittney Spears making sure to keep my hair dry. I put my hair in curlers and slip on a robe. I stand looking in my closet for a good outfit. I need something that says I'm a sexy woman but I'm not an easy prize.

I pull out a pair of leather pants and some red pumps. Now I need a good top to go with it. I search my closet and pull out a tight v-neck red shirt with long mesh sleeves. I get dressed barely being able to get the pants past my thighs and slip on the red shirt. I look at myself in the mirror and then feel my wrists. I made a lot of mistakes in high school. I was in a dark place and it felt like I had no one to depend on. I'm not ashamed of my scars because to me they say I survived a fight that not all can win. It's almost encouraging to know I can make it through that. If I can survive my depression I can survive anything. I smile a little and start taking curlers out of my hair. I put my dangling earrings with red frogs on as a good luck charm and start my makeup. I do the blending of my concealer and foundation and when I'm satisfied I start my eyes. I get started with a black and red-winged eye shadow and do my mascara. I fill my eyebrows a little and put on my coconut-infused lip-gloss. I am one sexy bitch. I blow a kiss in the mirror and grab my purse making sure I pack my 22ml handgun. I know it's just a party but those are some of the most dangerous places for a young woman. I put a small dagger in my pocket just in case and take a good look in the mirror. "Mama would be proud," I say smiling before putting on my red pumps. I fluff my hair and walk out the door.

I wait by the door for Tommy and Micheal. "(Y/N)?!" Tommy says walking towards me. "Don't you clean up nicely" he chuckles. He's wearing a deep blue button-up with white flowers on one side in a single like and black jeans. "You're not so bad yourself Tommy." I chuckle. "Don't you two forget about me " Micheal says walking up to us. Can he ever not look hot. He's wearing a sleek black button-up with blue jeans and a nice watch. "Ha, we won't," I say eyeing him up and down. He smiles at me and stands next to Tommy. "You guys ready to mingle?" Tommy says chuckling. "Yeah, let's go. I hope they have snacks" I say making my way to the building as the boys follow. "Hehey Micheal!" Someone calls from across the room. Micheal makes his way over there smiling and waving. I chuckle and turn to Tommy. "So how about we-" I start and then I'm interrupted by Tommy"(Y/N)." He says quickly with a serious face. "Um yeah? " I say feeling a bit scared. "Be careful okay. Especially around Micheal and his gym buddies." I blink and give him a questioning look. "Aren't you one of his gym friends?" I ask taking a step back. "No no. We're roomies. If I could ignore him I would but he thinks we're best buds." I say rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, what do you mean by be careful?" I ask looking around. "I mean stay as far away as you can when they get drunk and don't drink anything they give you. please, " He says giving me a stern look. I look at him for a second and sigh "why should I believe you? Micheal has been nothing but a gentleman to me." I say staring at him. " I don't know but I'm begging you not to go anywhere with him." He says gripping my hand. "You're a beautiful woman and I see when he looks at you like your a piece of meat." He continues " I don't want you to get hurt. You wouldn't be the first I've tried to warn" He says. I look at him shocked. He's said this before. What happened to the women that didn't listen? Fuck fuck fuck okay maybe he's lying? Or he wants to eliminate competition? I don't know. But I won't take my chances. "Okay," I sigh. He lets go of my hand and I tighten my grip on my purse. Please let him be lying.

I try to enjoy my night pouring my own drinks and denying any from the guys who are obviously either drunk or horny. I finish my drink and start to head to the bathroom. I'm only a little tipsy so I can make it to the bathroom no problem. I close and lock the bathroom door and do my business holding on to my purse. As I wash my hands with my purse on the counter I look in the mirror to make sure I still look good. I dry my hands and open the bathroom door as I do I'm stopped by Micheal. "Heeey (Y/N) funny seeing you here. Well, not really we walked in together." He slurs chuckling. Oh shit, he's drunk. "Hehe yeah. I had to yknow use the ladies room. I actually need to get back Tommy's waiting for me downstairs" I lie trying to get past him. "I just was coming in here to take a breather for a bit. " He says running his fingers through his hair. I stare at him and try to relax my breathing as I feel a quiver in my core. Even when drunk he looks attractive. I lean closer breathing heavy trying to think straight. "I was just looking for a quiet place." He says leaning closer to my mouth. "R-right," I say before our mouths collide in a heated kiss. I can taste a bit of the beer he's been drinking and I feel drunk with ecstasy from every flick of his tongue. He holds his hands on my hip dips and lightly squeezes. I run my hands over his chest and break the kiss. "I-I" I pant " shut up. "He grunts pressing his lips back on mine. I try to speak but he keeps smashing his lips onto mine. "W-wait" I finally spit out while he keeps crashing his lips on mine. He squeezes my thighs tightly as he leads me backward into the bathroom. I stumble my feet but my heels make it hard to grip on the floor meanwhile he shuts the door and locks it. I start to panic and push as hard as I can to get him off me.

 He presses me against the counter and I reach into my pocket, stab him in the shoulder, and try to run to the door. "You fucking bitch!" He grabs my arm and I scream for help and I just hope someone heard me. He slams me on the floor and rips the front of my shirt. "You dressed up all nice and pretty just for me huh," he says chuckling. All of a sudden those pretty blue eyes feel like ice in my heart. Spreading until I can't breathe. I try to fight him as he covers my mouth and starts undoing my pants. "Don't think I haven't seen the way you look at me. Your kiss said yes and that outfit makes you look like a real whore."He says stroking my hair. Why couldn't I have worn something else, why did I kiss him, why am I even here?! This is my fault for making poor choices. I should've known better. His hand muffles my screams as I kick and thrash around. "Stay still," he says slapping me across my face. I can't help but start crying. I always wanted to be strong but now? Right now I feel like a helpless dove in the nest of vipers. I can't think straight, I'm too afraid."I'll make you feel good (Y/N)." He says as he starts unbuckling his pants. As a last attempt to escape I pull the knife out of his shoulder. He winces and smacks it out of my hand. As I lose hope I feel him take off my panties and the air is so cold it makes me sick. I feel a sharp pain and try to scream but his hand is still covering my mouth. I can feel his filthy body thrust into mine and then I freeze and everything goes blank.

 I can't hear or feel anything but the tears down my face. I stare at the ceiling praying for someone. Anyone to please helps me. I only come back to reality when I feel a hot liquid gush into me. I squeeze my eyes shut and I'm just happy it's over. I feel violated, disgusting, powerless, and defeated. He moves his hand off my mouth and I can't find my voice. I hear him pull up his pants and buckle them. "Had A good time." He says throwing $20 on me. He then shuts the door leaving me there. I roll on my side and throw up while crying. I wipe my mouth and look at my purse sitting on the counter. I wish I was in reach when I needed it. As I sit up I hear the door open. A guy walks in with a cup in his hand and Micheal right behind him. The guy smiles at me and pulls out $20 then starts unbuckling his pants. Michael shuts the door and I try to stumble to my feet. I feel so weak and stupid. "(Y/N) right? I've seen you before but I didn't know you looked like this." He says looking at my ripped shirt. "N-no." I whisper. It feels like there's a lump in my throat and I can barely breathe. "Just bend over the toilet for me doll" he chuckles unbuckling his pants. I grab my 22 out of my purse and hold him at gunpoint. "I-I said NO" I shout as loud as I can. There's a thud on the door and it busts open. My knees rattle as I see it's Tommy. Was he in on this, did he know?! Micheal grabs Tommy by the arm and punches him in the nose. Tommy pushes him and punches him in the stomach. Without a second thought, I shoot Micheal in the hip. The other guy scatters out of the bathroom while buckling his pants. Downstairs people are screaming and I'm sure someone called the police. I give a raspy scream as I shoot him again in the arm, tears running down my cheeks. "(Y/N) we have to go! Tommy yells as he hands me his shirt to cover my chest. I flinch away as he offers to carry me. He gives me a sorrowful look and I run as best I can with him to his car.