Half Of 100 Million: Women, Parallels, and Harsh Realities (girlxgirl)

Lockered

Junipers POV

A silky red towel ran briefly through my locs before traveling to my forehead to eliminate any excess sweat. My breaths were deep and my body still shaky. After missing school for nearly two months I was now here, struggling to catch up with the dance routines that were created without me, by no other than Ms.Audrey. Everything was ten times harder and my body just wasn't the same as before. It was tired. And I had no control. Looking up for the first time in a long time I saw a bunch of hair that was far to familiar. The woman owning it was reaching into her gym locker as if she were retrieving clothes. "Violette" I called from the bench. The girls head shook, however she didn't turn around. "Violette" I said again, this time much more stern. The girl took in a deep breath before asking "what?". "I just wanna talk" I plead. Shaking her head no Violette voices "Well I don't". I then got up and wrapped my hands around her waist and whispered into her neck "Babe- please". Not even a second passed by before Violette violently pushed me off of her. "Keep your filthy ass hands off of me" she shouted brushing off her clothing.

"V-v-Violette" I said in astonishment. That was not what I was expecting at all. "Just because I don't want to talk to you doesn't mean I want to have sex. Have a little respect for me and your goddamn self" she said closing up her locker keeping her eyes on me the entire time. "You're so fucking spoiled" she added exhaling out deeply and shaking her head once more. Me? Spoiled? She used anyone she could to get what she wanted. "How am I spoiled ? You use anyone you possibly can just to get what you want." I retorted with furrowed brows. "Is it what I want or what I need Juniper? Cause all my life I've never gotten a goddamn thing that I "WANTED"" She yelled in agony. "Well Violette people try to love you and give themselves to you but you won't open up, you stay closed in under your shield of sex" I explained but I could tell a nerve was stricken. Violettes eyes now consisted of a strained red color.

"Even Brian, it seems you tainted that as well" I added in attempt to fuck with her even more. Her attitude in the moment was not working with me. Who did she think she was? She was being so damn self entitled? Violette was holding a perfume bottle in her hand that she quickly threw, it passed my head and shattered against a locker that was quite a distance from us. "Don't you dare fucking tell me what I've tainted Juniper. Only I know what the hell I asked for OKAY! You weren't fucking there. And nor was anyone else. So don't go telling me what the fuck happened to me. I know that I was god damn raped by that son of a bitch ass man. Yeah, maybe it wasn't by the whole goddamn football team but it still happened. And unlike you I had no-one to save me from it. I also didn't have the goddamn privilege to put the man behind bars, like you did just to save your oversized ass ego. Or the privilege of a damn rape kit or even a plan b."She shouted directly into my ears.

"Your just like everyone else here. How the hell do you beg me to have sex with you and then throw it in my face like I'm the one who should feel guilty? Fuck you Juniper. You used me to rewrite your bullshit ass story, something else you get to do that I never will. I have to face that sick ass man everyday." She added before pausing. "I did-" I added in an attempt to defend myself but I was loudly interrupted. "Did you know I have PTSD?" Violette asked furiously without leaving any time for me to answer her rhetorical question. "Anytime I give myself to anyone it takes a lot out of me, because there's always the chance that they set something off. I was drunk as hell the first time we had sex.....but that night that you wanted me so badly I was not." She breaked and looked at me as if she were asking did I have something to say, but she was quite late for that. "But I was so into you and would do anything to make you happy. So I did it anyways. And now I regret every second of it. You called me a nasty bitch and soon all I saw was Brian, all I felt was his tight grip, and an intense feeling of pain spring throughout my entire body."

A single tear slipped from one of the beautiful girls eyes. I felt so bad, I just didn't know how to love. I didn't use her. I mean.....I do care about Violette, none of that was my intent. Violettes head shook from left to right, leaving her locs to swing. "But it's okay, I get it. All I'll ever be is a whore. I don't see why I thought someone would ever value me, especially someone like you. I don't see why I even try." She finished as more tears slipped from her precious hazel eyes. "I need a drink" she said grabbing her bag and heading towards the door. "V-v-Violette" I stuttered in attempt to stop her but she left me speechless, yet again. I didn't know what to say ...or what to think. I thought I loved her, but do I even know what love is?