Chapter 24

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A/N:Trigger warning, this chapter mentions attempted rape. Feel free to skip if it is something that bothers you.


Steve and I have been dating for months now, and for the first time we are alone at his house. His parents were at a Christmas party. Steve and I had been watching a movie on the couch, when it had ended we began to make out. Steve started to kiss along my neck, I was breathing heavily and I felt his hand under my shirt, his fingers tracing along my stomach and inching higher. I began to panic, flashbacks appearing in my head of the worst night of my life.

"Stop, stop it!" I all but shouted as I pushed against him.

Steve stopped but I just kept repeating the word 'stop' over and over as I began to hyperventilate. He moved and I pulled my knees to my chest, closed my eyes and breathed deeply.

"Rach?" Steve asked as he touched my arm.

I opened my eyes as I flinched at his touch, my breathing had calmed but I was still on edge. I could see the confusion and worry in his eyes. I needed to figure out if I was going to tell him or not. He moved his hand, realizing that I did not want it. He knelt beside the couch and looked into my eyes.

"Talk to me, what's going on?"

I could hear the worry in his voice, he probably thought that he had done something. I have to tell him, I don't want him thinking he did something wrong

"I assumed Scott had only meant you guys didn't have sex, not that he didn't touch you at all. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

"It's not that Steve," I began and took a deep breath. "Freshman year I went to a party. It was thrown at one of the popular rich kids' houses. I was the new girl, so I didn't know anyone but went anyway thinking it would be a good way to make some friends. I was wrong, it was stupid to go because that night changed my life forever.."

I felt my breath shutter as I was trying to hold back tears to get the words out, I could see him wanting to reach out and touch me as he was working on piecing it together.

"I knew better than to lose track of my drink around strangers, but somehow the one second my eye was off it..someone laced it..and" My voice caught in my throat, "I was drugged and was almost raped." I broke down.

As soon as I had broken down his arms were around me, not caring if I was going to push him away or not. I gripped his shirt as I sobbed into it and he ran his fingers through my hair. By the time I had calmed down his shirt was very wet, I looked up at him and he wiped away the tears.

"So when you puked after the Russian's drugged us that was-" he began saying

"Because my dad told me what to do if I was ever drugged again, it helps to get them out of your system faster" I replied.

"I get it now, why you don't like popular kids and why you didn't like me at first."

"My last experience wasn't a good one, and it didn't end there. The popular kids made my life hell because I had 'ruined the party' by not going with the flow and allowing the guy to have sex with me. Drugged or not."

"Rachel, I'm sorry for assuming you were ready .I'll wait until you are, if you are. This doesn't change a thing about how I feel, okay? If we never have sex then that's fine. I don't want you to feel pressured, okay?"

I nodded my head and I sniffled, he kissed the top of my head then went to get tissues. Scott never knew about what had happened to me, no one but my parents and Megan knew. Scott attended a different school so he didn't hear the awful things that were said about me. But Megan asked about it because it was still being talked about when she moved to Virginia a week later. Scott probably knows by now or will eventually find out since he had started hanging out with some of the people from the school Megan told me.

How did I end up so lucky by being with Steve? Hearing him say that he would still be with me even if we never have sex made me feel even more comfortable with our relationship. I wiped my nose on my sleeve and looked up to see him come back with tissues and had changed his shirt. I pulled myself together, and smiled softly at him.

"I don't know how I ended up with such a great guy, but I am thankful for you" I said as I leaned my head against his.

"I could say the same about you, I love you" he replied before moving his head to kiss my forehead.

He pulled me into his arms, laid back on the couch with me on top and we just cuddled together while putting on another movie before I had to go home.

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