{TW: Sexual Assault}
THIRD PERSON POV:
Mike blinks, stumbling again as his brain goes all muddy.
"You miss me?" Jane questions, walking over to Mike, placing her pointer finger under Mike's chin to push it up slightly. "Aw, you poor thing, looks like someone had too much to drink."
"..Jane..?" Mike mumbles, eyes half-lidded.
She grins, wrapping him in a hug, effectively pulling him away from the doorway to the party area. "Yup!" She says happily. "I was thinking about you lately, and I was thinking we could meet up at this party, isn't that great?"
Mike smiles, dazed. "Great.." He murmurs. Jane gently pulls him further away from the party, smiling. "Where are we going..?"
"Just to a different room," Jane says as she opens a door and pulls Mike inside, locking it.
She gently pushes Mike against the free bed, pulling off her top, leaving her just in her bra. Mike blinks again, frowning. "Jane-"
"Seeing you being asked out really gets on my nerves," Jane mumbles.
Mike frowns. "..sorry..?" He says. Jane smiles, and strokes Mike's cheek. "But I don't think I should be-" He's interrupted when Jane presses her lips against Mike's, inserting her tongue after a few seconds. Mike makes a sound of distress, but Jane shushes him.
"Is it just me or have you gotten even prettier since we broke up?" Jane mutters before she moves her lips to Mike's neck and begins pulling off his shirt. "C'mon, don't be a baby."
She picked the perfect room, far away from the party.
No one could hear them. Mike was alone. His consciousness was muddled and he whimpered at one point. Jane took the sound as pleasure, but she couldn't have been more wrong.
Mike tried pushing Jane away at another point, but the alcohol made him too drunk and weak to be effective. He didn't want this. He didn't. He wanted to leave.
But he was alone.
...
A few hours later, Will was searching through the house for Mike.
"Mike?" He shouts out, frowning in concern. He had asked all his friends if they had seen Mike at all, but none of them had seen him in a while. Max was too drunk to say anything either.
But then he squinted down the long hallway and saw a figure sitting on the floor with their back against the wall. He rushed forward, and sure enough, it was Mike. But he looked dazed and sad and definitely drunk. Confusion was all over his face.
"..Mike?" Will questions, crouching down next to the boy.
The ravenette's head rolled to the side, and he sniffled back a sob when he saw Will. The brunette immediately wrapped him in a hug, worrying over him.
"What happened?" Will questions, feeling Mike's forehead as the boy hiccupped another sob.
"I- I didn't want to," Mike sobbed. He covered his ears and let out another one, hiccupping again. "She made me! I didn't want to!"
Will's concerned expression melted away when Mike said 'she'. He stared at the sobbing boy with the most devastatingly angry look someone has ever seen. And from afar, he just looked blank.
Mike looked up and saw the look, which he took the wrong way. He burst into more tears. "I'm sorry!" He sobs. "I didn't do it on purpose!"
"Mike.. Did you see Jane?" Will whispers. Mike nods hastily, still sobbing. "Did she...?"
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Useless || Mike Wheeler Fanfic ||
Fiksi Penggemar|Modern AU, No Monsters| Mike is what most people would call a 'normal' seventeen year old boy. Mediocre grades, hanging out with his friends more than studying like he should, staying up way too late and staying asleep for too long and ending up be...
