The girl stuck in books

The party

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I slipped on my new dark green dress (the dress from last chapter) and paired it with one of my less worn black converse. I know Alex said to dress fancy but I do not own a single pair of high heels so I went with the next best thing.

Betty put on her new black dress (the dress from last chapter) and placed on a pair of heels delicately on her feet. She has me just bought some and I felt underdressed.

My anxiety was through the roof, I had lost my appetite, not that I would eat anyway in fear of bloating. If I had known we were gonna go to a party I wouldn't have eaten at all day. My hands were shaky and I had to wipe them along my dress every so often feeling the sweat form.

I curled the ends of my hair and pulled half of it back with a black sparkly clip, so small you could barely see it. Betty had kept her hair straight but curled the front two pieces ever so slightly. She applied on lipgloss and offered me some, I declined remembering what my mom said about makeup.

"Are you guys ready?!" My brother yelled from downstairs and I felt like I was gonna throw up. I started fidgeting with my fingers, pressing my thumb down on each one to make them bend down, in a pattern, pointer,middle,ring,pinky, pointer, middle, ring, pinky.

Betty noticed my nervous movement and grabbed both my hands. She smiled at me, "you look hot" she flirted. I blew out a breath and smiled back at her. I am not a hugger, if anything I hated physical affection, so it surprised me when I went in to hug her. She squeezed me back, "you ready?"

I noticed how confident Betty was, like nothing could stop her, I tried to hide my nervousness but it shown on me like a patch.

My converse slapped on the floor next to her clicking heals. Another pattern I noted to myself.

Alex stood there and seemed to stop when he saw me, he was wearing a gray silky dress shirt with black jeans and black shoes. He looked so hot.

My brother was wearing a white dress shirt with black pants, the first two buttons loose just like Alex. I looked over at Betty and noticed her and my brother staring at each other. I elbowed her and started smirking. She blushed.

I wasn't mad that she found my brother attractive, I wasn't one of those sisters who would rather die than have their brother date their friend, then again, I wanna date his friend so it was even.

We reached the bottom of the stairs which took like 10 seconds but felt like 10 years. Alex looked me up and down and grinned at me, "looking good as always" my brother elbowed him in the ribs at that comment. "You two look beautiful" my brother commented, his eyes lingering at Betty and my smile got wider.

I looked over at Alex, he noticed the interaction too. We grinned at each other. He walked over and whispered in my ear, "how long do you think it will take them to admit they like each other?" I laugh and cover my mouth, "decades, Josh would never admit that" Alex whipped his head over at me, our faces so close, we could almost kiss-

"Let's get this party started" Josh whooped and swung his keys around his finger, heading for the door.

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Upon arriving, let's just say I'm surprised I haven't thrown up yet. I start my finger pattern and wipe my hands on my dress for the millionth time in the past ten minutes. I let out a shaky breath and look over to see Betty and Josh talking. Fingers laced through my hands when we reached the doorstep.

I look to my right to see Alex, I looked down at out intertwined hands.

"You're  gonna be okay" he says low enough so only I can hear him. I nod my head and we both let go.

Josh opens the door, "ladies first," he gestures to the three of us and Alex looks offended. "If anything, you're a lady" Alex says to Josh.

As soon as you walk in, you know this is a fancy party. Girls dressed in their fanciest shit walk around, grinding against boys who wear the same as Alex and Josh. It was like a frat party, with fancy clothes.

Expensive champagne is being passed around like beer. If anything, this makes me more nervous.

Betty grabs my hand, "let's go dance!" At first I didn't want to, the I realized that everyone here was to drunk to notice me so I agree with her. I don't think I've ever been this happy being somewhere I'm uncomfortable at .Doing something I'm uncomfortable with. And wearing something I'm uncomfortable in. I dance like I've never before,even though I suck at dancing, I don't have a care on the world.

After a while Betty leaves me to go make out with some random dude and I find myself in the kitchen, marveled. The kitchen was huge and fancy, pillars on either side of the island, two ovens and a huge sink. I would love to bake in here. "Enjoying the view" a gruff voice asks behind me.

I turn around and see some rich looking dude. He was definitely the host. I hid my head, "it's a beautiful kitchen" I say.

"I can think of something more beautiful" he nods towards me. I cringed. But I couldn't help the blush that crept up on me, he complimented me. And I liked it. He was handsome, with fluffy blonde hair, sharp jawline, and beautiful blue eyes. His lips were plump and I wonder what they would feel like on mine.

He notices me checking him out, "follow me" he grabbed my arms lightly and I would have protested, I mean he grabbed me like I couldn't follow him myself. I started to wonder where he was taking me. A bigger kitchen?

He led me upstairs and that's when I realized. He was taking me into a bedroom. Possibly his bedroom. I try and shrug my arm out of his grip, he grips tighter. "Hey, let me go please." I demand softly. "I just wanna have fun" he slurred. I hadn't realized he was drunk til this exact moment. I pulled away from his grip but he held me even tighter. I was definitely gonna get bruises from this.

He pulls me into a dark room and locks the door.  Shoving me against the door, he grabs my neck and forced his lips on mine. My first kiss. It would have been wonderful if it wasn't forced. I don't move and he gets angry, shoving my hands above me, he strays sucking down my neck. He's giving me a hickey

Tears prick at the back of my eyes, I won't let him see me cry, I can't. He wants me to be afraid. I realized the only way out was to comply and catch him off guard. When his lips travel back to mine, I kiss back, his tongue invites it's way inside my mouth.

I'm gonna hurl

I fake a moan and he pulls me off of the door, and pushes me on the bed. I flip us over so I'm straddling him, he was caught by surprise so I took it in me to run, my hand was on the door handle when arms engulf my waist and pull me back.

"You thought you were getting away, didn't you?" He whispers in my ear. He slams me on the bed with more force than last time, slowly, he pulled down the straps to my dress, I watch as he pulls it all the way down.

With my dress pooled on the floor, he takes in the sight of my body. I was wearing a simple black bra and panties. Nothing inviting but I'm sure he liked it. I heard footsteps in the hall. It was my chance.

"HELP!" I scream at the top of my lungs. The rich boy put his hand over my mouth, the other around my throat, "you think you have a chance of escaping, pathetic" I couldn't breath. Tears streamed down my face as he looked down at me helplessly.

"I just wanna show you a good time" he whispers more to himself than to me.

He unclips my bra. I try and cover my exposed chest but he shakes his head at me. With one hand, he grabs both my wrists and pins my arms down on the bed, with the other, he takes off his shirt, and unbuckles his pants.

"Beautiful" he stares at my chest. "Just so  beautiful" he licks his lips and pulls his pants down.

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