Love is a battlefield

Chapter Eight

   I needed a ride back home but I couldn't find Tyra or Tyler anywhere. I searched everywhere but couldn't even sight them.
         
I have two options now, walk home or wait till the party is over for someone to give me a lift home.

Memories of the incident came crashing to me like a brain storm as tears slipped from my eye's. I'd have lost myself today if I didn't fight back and Kyle would have done it if I still didn't fight back.

"I feel like a fool" I cried out

"Kourtney right" Stacy asked "What are you doing outside all alone whereas the party is inside"

"Getting some air" I sniffed

"Have you been crying?" She came closer "What's wrong? Are you Okay?"

"I'm fine Stacy, just got something in my eyes"

"You sure about that?"

"Kourtney there you are. I've been searching everywhere for you" Tyra yelled running towards Stacy and I with a drink in her hand.

"What's going on here?" She looked between Stacy and I "Stacy nice party"

"Thanks Tyra. Well I better leave you guys and head back inside" she waved.

"You look so miserable Tyra. How much have you had to drink?"

"Maybe four or five bottles minus the six shots I had while playing beer pong" she smiled sheepishly

"Gosh Tyra! You're gonna be so wasted by tomorrow"

"Pish! Look whose talking. I might have had a lot to drink but am not the one looking like a Halloween costume"

" Ouch! What do you mean by that?"

"Firstly, you're lipstick is smarled all over your lips, your mascara and eyeliner are dripping due to crying or too much itching. You're hair is out of order. But putting everything in place, it seems to me you had a makeout section with Kyle. So spill I wanna know everything"

"We didn't have a make out section. And you won't believe if I tell you what happened" I sigh

"Don't be silly girl. Tell me what happened" she twirled around spilling most of her drinks on me.

"Kyle tried to fuck me"

"That's a good thing don't you think? And like I told you earlier, people are dying just to be in the same position as you are right now. They'll kill just to be you so they can be with Kyle"

"No Tyra your not listening to what am saying" I grabbed her, sat her down next to me and held her face so she can focus on me.
          "He forcefully tried to have sex with me Tyra. He was lusting over my body"

"Bloody Hell" she said before throwing up next to me. "Are you okay Kourt?"

"I should be asking you that question. You just threw up"

"Shhh" she said placing her index finger on my lips "I'll be fine. I just needed to get the alcohol out of my system. But are you okay?"

"I'm not Tyra. I could have lost it today and not even in the way I want but rather forcefully to a very very drunk Kyle" I said sobbing and she pulled me into a hug.

"I don't even know how I'm feeling right now. What will I even say to him when we see. I think it's best if I end the relationship"

"You got to be kidding me" she pulled out of the hug. "Are you being serious right now Kourtney? You can't blame the guy, he drank too much causing him to react that way. I'm very sure if he was in his right sense, he would have never tried that"

"How sure are you Tyra? Even though he wasn't alright, he should have what is called self control over his body"

"You're unrealistic Kourtney"

"I may be unrealistic but I have self control over myself. And as far as am concerned, everything that went on between Kyle and I is over"