previously...
But, I think my dress is a bit too short...
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tw: there is gonna be s3xual a$$au1t in this chapter. if ur sensitive, have experienced it, I dont reccomend reading this chapter, or maybe the next one too. remember that you can always talk to me, or if you need support, i'm right here for u. Anyway, enjoy! Love, Nikola.
COURTNEY POV:
After we get all glammed up, checking our hair, getting our nails done and picking shoes, we head out in Heather's wine red Tesla.
'So, what do you wanna listen to girls?' she says. 'TV Girl!' (court liking tv girl is so canon u cant convince me otherwise) 'Taylor Swift!' me and Bridgette say at the same time. 'Choose one you bitches' she says. We all burst out laughing at Heather's sudden remark, not surprised.
'It's alright Bridge, we can listen to Taylor Swift, her songs are quite good,' I say. 'Awe, thanks Court!' is her reply.
We decide to listen to Fearless, and I really enjoyed it.
Me, Heather and Bridgette are blasting the music, scream-singing along with it. We get really into it, until Heather nearly crashes the car. 'Holy fuck,' I mutter under my breath. I'm never letting Heather drive again.
timeskip again (yipee)
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COURTNEY POV:
When we finally get to the party, we are greeted by the smell of sweat, alcohol and perfume. Is this what every party is like? Am I just boring?
Because Heather and Bridgette look so excited, while I'm a bit skeptical, but I brush it off, thinking it was just my first party nerves.
It wasn't.
Once we got to the party, I completely lost Heather and Bridgette. I called for them once, twice, multiple times. No answer.
I just gave up looking for them, and decided to try and enjoy the party.
I got drunk, singing along with the music.
'CAUSE I'M JUST A TEENAGE DIRTBAG BABY, LIKE YOU, OOOOOO'
'HEY, I JUST MET YOU, AND THIS IS CRA-ZY, BUT HERE'S MY NUMBER, SO CALL ME MAYBE!'
(tw: sa)
I'm lost in the moment, forgetting everything, just going with the chill, but energetic vibe of the party. Until, I feel strong arms grabbing my waist and pulling me into a bedroom. I see a flash of the red hair I so, so, hate. Scott.
I push, pull, and try to wriggle myself out of his grip. But he's too strong. He throws me on the bed, his legs on my arms, almost sitting on me. He swiftly flips me over, not giving me a chance to escape. Oh no.
'I told you that you would regret that,' he says. 'No, Scott, please,' I beg. I start to cry. 'Scott, no, please don't Scott.' I try and try, but he doesn't listen.
He undos my zipper, taking my dress off, and he rips off my bra, accessories and underwear. He starts sucking on my breasts, and is giving me unwanted h1ck3ys. I cry, cry and cry. No, this isn't happening. This can't be my fate.
He thrashes his lips on mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I try to fight him, but I'm too weak. Forcefully, he shoves his **** into me. I scream.
It hurts so, so much.
I cry even harder.
'I had a lovely night, darling, but I've gotta go, daddy's busy, ya know?' he says, leaving me to cry, weak, helpless, and alone. Then, everything goes black.
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I'm so sorry for putting in some sad stuff I promise ill fulfil the duncney, but this is the moment it all comes together.
If you have experienced sa, or anyone yk has, u can always talk to me, im here for u :)
Anyway, I hope you like this chapter, as I was having writers block n tried my best to get smh out. Hope u enjoyed n tysm for reading!
Love,
Nikola
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