Living With My History Teacher

Chapter 11

Ashen parked his car a few blocks away from Logan's house. I could hear the loud music all the way from here which made me nervous all over again.

"Tay, you okay" he asked, "Yeah I'm fine" I said giving him a small smile even though I wasn't but I didn't want to ruin tonight for Ashen.

"Okay then let's go" he said and we got out of the car. It was a normal teenage party, not that I know what a normal teenage party looks like since I've never been to one.

The music was even louder now that we were in the house, people were dancing more like grinding and there were couples making out here and there.

"Hey you guys made it" Logan said coming over to us. "Hey" Ashen and I said at the same time. Logan's gaze lingered on me and I suddenly became very self conscious.

"Wow Taylor you look hot" he said, his eyes still roaming my body and I blushed, "Thanks" I replied. "Come on let's get you guys something to drink" he said already walking away expecting us to follow him which we did.

Logan handed me a bottle of beer, yuck, but Ashen had no trouble downing his bottle. He must have noticed the look on my face because he exchanged it for a can of coke, much better.

Logan introduced us to a couple of his friends, I noticed that none of them went to our school and I was kinda happy about that.

They were friendly and easy to talk to, I was finally loosening up and having fun. I even drank some alcohol.

"Want to dance" Derek asked and I shook my head, "don't know how to" I had to yell over the music. Derek was one of the guys Logan introduced Ashen and I to. He smiled at me taking my hand and dragging me towards the dance floor, I couldn't get out of his tight grip.

My body froze up once on the dance floor, he noticed this and gently placed his hands on my hips. "Relax" he whispered in my ear.

He began to sway to the beat of the song and I just let him guide me. He twirled me a couple of times trying to get me to loosen up. He was a little drunk but it was fun and he was really nice. 

When the song was over, my feet were killing me and I felt a little sick. I went up the stairs searching for a bathroom, I found one but there was a guy in there.

"Sorr..." I didn't get to finish that, he dragged me into the bathroom and backed me up against the closed door.

"Aren't you a pretty little thing" he whispered in my ear, holding me down by my waist. I shivered in disgust, his breathe reeked of alcohol.

All I could think about was my father trying to rape me, I was able to escape that but now this guy wanted to do the same. He placed his large hand on my thigh now kissing my jaw.

"Get your fucking hands off me" I yelled trying to push him off, but with all that muscle it was impossible and I was starting to panic.

The guy who I've never seen before got rougher tugging at my dress.
"No please stop" I pleaded with him, couldn't anyone hear me.

Luckily for me he released his grip a little and I kneed him in the groin. He let go of me clutching his dick, I took my chance and punched him in the face.

He yelped stumbling back and I bolted it out of there. I ran out of the house earning curious looks from people but I ignored them.

When I got out of the house, the cold air hit me helping me calm down. I felt tears run down, O my God it was about to happen again.

I thought about going back to look for Ashen so we could leave, but I couldn't. I wasn't going to ruin tonight for him. There was only one other person I could call.

She picked up on the fourth ring, "hello" it was Damon. "Hey" I tried to keep my voice calm but I failed miserably.

"Taylor are you okay" he asked, worry lacing his tone.

"Please can you pick me up" I asked, "yeah sure" he said.

I gave him the address, he was on his way.

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