Life.

The Setup.

Taylor

5pm

She didn't want to meet me yesterday. I really don't know what it is I did wrong at this point. Honestly, the date we went on was my first time taking someone out, my first kiss was with her, everything and I want us to be more that whatever we are now I want her to be mine but she wants to have nothing absolutely nothing to do with me. Anyways let me get ready for this party maybe if she's there she'll talk to me there.

~party~

She's there.
She looks beautiful, she's wearing a mid short red dress with some dunks and and her hair in two puffs with two braids to the front she looks absolutely stunning.
She's so far in the crowd and I want to go where she is. Talk to her, dance with her.
I make my way past the sweats and music, the surrounding was dimmed and there was little light, people going crazy and especially the whites... damn they could not dance, not to the rhythm of the song at least.

As she's about to walk off I grab her hand pushing her towards me, the smell of alcohol greeting my nose, woah is she drunk? She didn't let go of me and as a matter of fact she turns around with her drink in her hand and she's dancing on me. On me... she is definitely drunk as the alcohol is what is making her decisions for her, I thought she hated me. As a matter of fact I go along with it, I did want to dance with her after all so I dance with her but not for long. I want her, but not like this.

~later on~

People are slowing beginning to leave the party and so I decide to leave too. I wait outside for the taxi waiting to leave the house but I guess it was a busy night.

Acacía

I can no longer think straight yet along walk in a straight line. I did not think I would drink so much but it took all of the stress away for me and I could just be myself.
But now I need to go home I've had enough to drink but I can still kind of sink in what people are saying and doing.

Trigger warning : upsetting Scene.

I get into the taxi and a guy stops the taxi and asks to bump rides (carpool) so I didn't mind me being nice.
The guy sat next to me and kept looking at me I could feel his eyes examining me up and down and it was making me feel a bit uncomfortable but I stayed quiet being too shy to say anything.
"You look so stunning I think I need to show you just how stunning you look."
I recognise this voice
I look twice at his face  and I remember the face he looks familiar....
"Taylor?" I question
"Shhhhh don't ask too many questions." He replies this makes me feel more confident that it's him.
He starts touching me.
I feel uncomfortable.
I reach for the door and he stops my hand from reaching the door.
I can't move.
I feel sick
He's kissing me on my neck.
"Stop I don't like this." I start breathing heavy because I feel uncomfortable claustrophobic.
He then covers my mouth. I feel him lifting my dress up exposing me the cold. I can hear him unzip his trousers, is he doing what I think he is going to do - I'm just a virgin and I did not want my first time to be like this.
He gets a cloth out of his other pocket and places it on my mouth and I start to see black..
Am I sleeping.