The one

Chapter 20 : helpless

I started crying and tried to escape his grip, wich only caused him to grab tighter. He opened a door, that lead into a dark room. He threw me on the bed and turned around to lock the door. I got up and tried to run past him put he pushed me back, sending me to hit the wall hard. I gasped for air, he knocked the breath out of me. Tears falling down my face hard.

"Get the fuck up" he said.

I couldnt do It, I started crying harder. He pulled me up and threw me on the bed. He started to unbutton his pants, then took them off.

"Please No" I sobbed.

He smacked me across the face. I started to cry harder as he took my pants off. When he had them off he left me there in my shirt and underwear and looked at me. He took my underwear off and moved in between my thighs. I started crying harder. He is raping me right now I thought.

"Jake!" I screamed. Jake and John are 4 rooms down and has no clue,

"Jake!!" I screamed through the tears .He laughed then put his hand over my mouth,

"He doesnt care about you" he said.

He kept going for about five minutes. I looked at the clock, it was 1;18 AM. When he was done he put his pants on and walked into the bathroom. I got up quick, put my pants on and went to the door.

"Where are you going" he said, walking out of the bathroom.

"Please let me go" I said.

He nodded, "Fine. But If you tell anyone I will do It again. Worse." he said.

I nodded and ran out. I ran down the hall to the bathroom, sat in the stall and cried. I was in there for about 15 minutes. When I got out of the stall I looked at my self in the mirror. My eyes were swollen and red from crying. I didnt have mascara running because I didnt wear any. My long blonde hair was all messed up. I wipped my eyes. I had no where to go.

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My friends didnt need me anymore. I walked back to in front of Jakes room and grabbed my bags from in front of his door. Just as I bent down I heard the door open.

"Hey are you okay" a voice asked me.

I looked up, It was a guy, he had fluffy brown hair that was naturally highlighted blonde. He had the total surfer guy look, and was apsolutely gorgeous. His big blue eyes sparkled and his straight white teeth glistened. He looked really concerned. I shook my head, a tear fell down my cheek. He walked closer to me and pulled me into a hug. This suprised me, but I hugged him back tighter, this caused me to cry more. He let go after several minutes.

"What happened" He said.

I shook my head, "I cant tell you."

He nodded. "Well at least let me help you carry your bags to your room." He started picking up some bags.

"Wait" I said.

He looked up. Just looking at him made me feel better, he was so good looking. "To late im going to help you" he said. I picked up the last bag and put it on my shoulder.

"Where is your room" he asked.

I shook my head, "I dont have one" i said.

He looked confused, "But you go to school here right?"

I nodded, "I transfered from New York and I thought I was going to room with my friend but she got a roomate before I could." I said.

He put his soft hand on my chin and pulled my face up softley. He smiled, "Hey dont be upset, you can stay with me until you find a room!" He smiled, looking excited. I smiled back. We walked together to the third floor, to room 943 and made small talk.