I heard there was a party at Mason's frat house so I decided to go to it, maybe see him there and talk to him. When I got there I got some sweet drink handed to me by a red headed boy I didn't know. It tasted like cherries, but I could tell it was alcohol. I decided to sip it anyways.
I spotted Mason from across the room talking with a guy that had a lot of tattoos. I think his name was Sam. I begin to think about why I even came here. Mason would never like me. He and I have been good friends since grade school. He wouldn't like me like that.
My thoughts were cut off by someone tapping me on my shoulder. It was a boy, with dark hair and pale skin.
He leaned in and whispered, "Will you come upstairs with me? I need help with something."
At first I hesitated, but with alcohol running through my veins, I said sure.
As soon as I tried to step up the stairs, my legs began to feel really heavy. The boy realized. He took my drink, sat it down, and picked me up. I tried to tell him to put me down, but something stopped me. I don't know what it was.
When he reached a certain door, he took a key out and unlocked the door. There was a bed, a desk, a bookcase, and two other doors. I found a way to speak, and I asked him what was going on. He just told me to lean back and relax. I just sat there on the bed waiting for him to do something else
He sat down on the bed next to me and asked me what my name was.
"Skyler. Why would you bring me up here if you didn't even know my name?" I questioned.
"I'm not sure... there's just something about you..." he trails off and leans into me. He kisses me.
He starts taking off my shirt, and I pull away from him. "What are you doing?" I ask him. "I don't even know your name..." I look down, completely embarrassed at my desperate self for love.
"I'm Kale." He smirks and leans back on me again.
"What in the world are you doing?"
"Oh come on. We were just having some fun!" He tells me.
No. No. No! He cannot have sex with me. I'm still a virgin. I want my first to be special, not with some kid I found at a party that I don't even know.
He then pushes me back on the bed and rips my button shirt open. "Come on in!" He yells.
What?
Then two boys from the two doors come in the room with a thing of rope in each boy's hand. No. No. No, this can't be happening.
I notice one boy, it's the red headed boy that gave me the drink when I got here. He had to have slipped something in my drink.
My feet and hands are gathered in someone's hands and I feel the post of the head and foot board of the bed. My feet are then tied to the post.
Oh my, please help me...
The boys take off my clothes and they tie me up, then assault me. I've never been so hurt.
I untie the item around my head and sit in the corner, trying to wrap my head around what just happened. I'm sure you can hear my cries from downstairs, even over the music.
The door opens and I burry my head in between my knees hoping not to be seen. But I hear a gasp and I look up to see the biggest thing I feared most.
Mason.
"What the heck happened, Skyer?!" He yells at me.
I just keep crying very loudly. He grabs a blanket off the bed and wraps me up in it. He sits down next me and pulls me into his lap, cuddling me. I just can't stop crying. He whispers in my ear telling me it's gonna be okay, and he shushes me quietly, calming me down.
