The Party pt2

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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; doing our hair, getting our nails done and picking shoes, we head out in Heather's wine red Porsche. She was rich  rich, and our parents were business partners.

'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  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.

 'Awww, 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? 

 Heather and Bridgette look so excited, I'm a bit skeptical, but I brush it off, thinking it's just my 'first party' nerves.

Once we got to the party, I completely loose Heather and Bridgette. I call for them once, twice, multiple times. 

No answer. 

Great, juuust great.

I just give up looking for them, and decided to try and enjoy the party. If I'm going to stay here until about two in the morning, I might as well try and have some fun!

I eventually get drunk, and sing along with the music.

'SHE'S LIKE SO WHATEVER; YOU COULD DO SO MUCH BETTER, I THINK WE SHOULD GET TOGETHER NOW!'

'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 electric essence of the party. 

Suddenly, I feel a looming presence, and since this place is so crowded, I'm not able to tackle them to the ground. My head is beating, I'm sweating like crazy, and my vision's blurry. 

I feel strong arms grabbing me from behind.

Using all my energy, I look behind me to see a blurry flash of red hair. 

Oh no.

I push, pull, and try to wriggle myself out of his grip.

 But he's too strong. Obviously, he has been planning this for a long time.

He throws me on the bed, his knees pressing down hard on my shoulders, almost in a cat-like position. 

I know exactly what's going to happen now.

'I told you that you would regret that,' he barks. 

'No, Scott, please,' I beg. I'm doing what I can to stay alive. 

Who knows what he's got in stock for me. I have to be careful with my actions.

But I can't help but cry.

'Scott, no, please don't Scott.' I try and try, but he isn't listening.

Taking out a pocket knife from his pocket, he charges at me. There's no  way I'm dying like this.

Using all my strength, I block his hit and the knife goes flying, never to be found again.

'Oh you'll regret this, Courtney.' he says.

Aggressively, he starts sucking on my breasts, and gives me unwanted h1ck3ys everywhere. 

I cry, cry and cry. 

This really can't be happening, can it?

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. What did I ever do to deserve this.

'I had a lovely night, darling, but I've gotta go, I'm a busy man, ya know?' he says, leaving me weak, helpless, and alone. 

Then, everything goes pitch 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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