Shawn Mendes Imagines

59- til it happens to you (part one)

A/N this imagine may be quite uncomfortable for some readers therefore I gave the character a name so you didn't have to use your own.

Frat parties. The one night were everybody on campus gathers in on place to have a good time. Well that's what everyone thinks right?

I fixed my hair once more before heading into the frat house that was located in the centre of the whole university dress. I slightly pulled down my dress to mid thigh length before searching trough the relentless crowds of drunken teenagers, as they make out against the walls, for my friend. I rolled my eyes at the stupidity. Finding my way to the kitchen i poured myself a drink before continuing the search.

"Hey, Kamilia" Jase said as he popped up in front of me. I smiled and we started to talk for a while. "Listen, I have a situation and I can't really do it myself" he chuckled holding up his right arm which was bounded in a cast. I chuckled lightly. "Would you mind tying my shoe for me?" I glanced down at his foot to see his shoe lace untied.

"Yeah sure" I placed my cup onto the table behind me before bending down and taking both ends of the shoe lace in my hand before tying them into a bow. "Done" I smile gently. He smiled back before thanking me and heading off. I furrowed my eyebrows at his quick exit before shaking off the thought and grabbing my cup taking a sip.

*****

I had lost all control of my limbs. I couldn't see anything, my vision was blurred. My head was spinning and I felt as if I was about to puke up all over the place. It was like the only functioning part of my was my ears.

Through my fuzzy vision I noticed Jase heading towards me. I reached out and grasped onto his shoulder. His cold hand leading me through the mass off people towards the stairs.

My helpless body was pushed on to a bed as his hands caressed every inch of my now bare body. I knew what he was doing. I could feel it but my useless limbs were no help as he climbed onto me. It was like I was paralysed. Unable to function properly. I couldn't fight or resist; it just happened.

I was left. Left helpless lying on a bed. My dignity ripped away from and my worthy gone. I was now a used, worthless piece of trash.