I love you

Chapter 9

Riley's POV

I wake up with my head aching and me so dizzy.

I get out of bed keeping my balance and then walked to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror.

Yup, it definitely looks like I got ya know... raped. I just don't know how I can tell Harry. He will be so pissed. I hate seeing him pissed but we was the one who had drugs so maybe he won't be so mad?

Oh what the hell! What am I thinking! Of course he will be ma sand pissed. I'm younger than him so he will be so mad and I don't want him to be mad at him.

I found Harry in the kitchen talking to Julia. He turned around to look at me.

I smiled. "Hi." I said hoping that Julia didn't tell him yet.

"Hi." He said. "Can we talk?" He asked.

Oh no.

"Yeah, sure." I said getting nervous.

We walked upstairs into his room. He sat on his bed. I just stared at him. "Are you going to sit?" He asked.

"Oh yeah." I said sitting next to him.

"Okay so-" I stoped him before he said anything else.

"I'm so sorry! I couldn't control it and I'm so sorry! I tried to stop him from doing it, but it made it worse!" I yelled.

"What?" He asked.

Shute! Julia didn't tell him yet.

"Oh. Nothing." I say.

"No, it's something. What is it?" He asked.

"Well, umm... what did you talk to Julia about?" I asked.

"Oh. I just asked why you guys came home so late." He said.

"And what did she say?" I asked.

"She said that you where having dinner late." He said.

"Oh." I say looking down.

"Why did you wanna know what we where talking about?" He asked.

"Because, she didn't say the truth." I said.

"What?" He asked.

"She didn't tell the truth. We where at a party. Some guys picked us up on the streets and they brought us to a party. A party that has drinks, smoking... sex." I stoped. I looked at Harry's face. He looked scared and mad at the same time.

"Keep going." He said crossing his arms.

"Okay." I say nervously. "When we got there, me and Julia had a drink here and there and and I saw stripers and stuff and me and this guy went on the dance-" Harry stopped me.

"What guy? What's his name?" He asked.

"Nate." I say.

"Nate Parker?" He asked.

"I don't know. I didn't ask for his last name." I say. "Can I go on?" I asked.

"Yes." He said.

"Okay. Anyway, me and Nate where dancing and I was really drunk and then he pulled me into this room and..." I stoped for a minutes. I felt all the nerves in my body explode. I was so nervous. "...and he started to kiss my neck and worked his way down." I say.

"So? Did you make out with a guy you never even met before?!" He yelled.

"No! I didn't make out with him! You will be so mad at me for saying this, but, I got raped." I say looking down at my hands. They where shaking.