Perfect

Chapter 2

Two

'Sometimes, it is better to be alone. No one can hurt you.'
-Hercules

The pounding of the music from the party is so loud I could here if from across the street.

Already, the lawn in littered with red cups and couples making out.

One pair was already in their undergarments. I cover my eyes. I do not need to witness that.

'come on Jessica' growled Jenna impatiently.

I groan. "can't we just go home? pleeeease' I drag out the please, but she just shakes her head and pulls me into the house.

immediately, we are greeted by the foyer, which looks like it was hit with a bomb. scratch that, hit with six bombs.

there are even more couples in here, making out and grinding against each other.

the scene is making me sick.

'jenna' I say, over the pounding music.

'jessica' she replies, glancing at me. she notice my worried expression and pulls me into a hug

'you're such a wuss' she says, her eyes full of amusement. 'let loose for once! enjoy your life!'

immediately the painful memory comes back to me, the one I've been trying hardest to keep hidden

'let loose! enjoy your life for once, J!' he grins

I chug my fourth, fifth, tenth bottle of beer, and grab his hand, pulling him to the dance floor.

I put my arms around his neck and he places his on my waist. his lips find my ear and he whispers 'lets go find a more...secluded spot'

now, my normal self would've screamed rape and kicked him in his special spot, but my drunken self was another story. looking back, I should've seen it coming.

I licked my lips and let him take me up the stairs to an empty room.

he pushed me into the bed and started planting wet kisses all over me. immediately, I got uncomfortable.

I tried to push him off, but he shoved me onto the bed again.

'little slut. stay where you are or I'll do something you're not gonna like, at all' he growled.

I tried kicking him, punching him, everything, but nothing worked. he handcuffed me onto the bed, and used me as a fucking toy.

it was the worst night of my life. no one believed me when I told them, not even my 'best friend', so after that I stopped opening up to everyone.

I became distant from everybody, even my own family, and kept to myself.

I thought that maybe, just maybe if I was prettier, and thinner, I wouldn't have been...raped.

the word itself hurts, cracks my hearts, ready to shatter it into millions of tiny shards.

maybe if I was good enough, I would've been able to have stopped him, or maybe people would've actually believed me.

Jenna's face snaps me back to reality.

'JESSICA!'

I jump at her loud voice (so loud that I actually heard her over the music) and screech out.

'what the hell, jenna?!' I yell. she just laughs. bitch.

'Jenna?' a deep voice says. I turn around and see a muscular boy towering over me, looking at Jenna.

I don't need to see his face to know who it is. I know immediately, its him. it's the boy who raped me.

it's jake.

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oH MY GOD GUYS IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO UPLOAD PLEASE DONT HATE ME. I KNOW ITS TERRIBLE AND SHORT AND IM TERRIBLE AND SUCH A BAD AUTHOR BUT I HAVE MY FINALS NOW AND I WAS TIED UP WITH ALL THE STUDYING.

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