un-thinkable • lamelo ball (ON HOLD)

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Jasmine's POV
We were currently on our way home from the boys' game. It was silent. This was the first round of playoffs and they lost which meant they were done for the season. Eli, Gelo, and Josiah were most upset, because this was their last high school game. Although, Melo was still upset, because he don't like to lose. When we got to the Ball house, Josiah and I thanked Melo's parents for the ride and got out of the car. Since Melo was still upset, I only gave him a quick peck on the cheek because I knew he wasn't in the mood.
I got to my room and started to get ready for a party this girl was having. I didn't really want to go, but LaLa convinced me.
I was going to see if Melo and the boys would want to come but after tonight, they most likely wouldn't want to. I had on jean shorts and a beige-ish cropped long sleeve sweater. My hair was in box braids so I didn't have to do much to it.

(Jasmine's outfit)
I looked out the window and saw LaLa approaching my door. I walked outside to meet her.

"Jas you really got me doubting myself sometimes. Come on now, how you gonna make me look like the ugly friend." LaLa said, with a straight face.

I looked at her like she was crazy.

"What are you talking about? Look at yourself, you nice as fuck!" I exclaimed.

She took a moment to look down at her form fitting suede body-con dress that enunciated her womanly curves.

"Shit, bitch you right! I look good!" She exclaimed, checking herself out in the reflection of a car parked on the side road. I chuckled and rolled my eyes at her.

"Let's go."

We were able to walk to the party, since it was only about a block away. The house was packed. The music was so loud, you could hear it from a mile away. There were people grinding, smoking, and drinking everywhere. I felt myself began to sweat and we've only been here for about a minute.

"Let's go get some drinks!" LaLa yelled over the music.
We walked to the kitchen and each got a bottle of Mike's hard lemonade from the cooler. LaLa was already dancing with some dude. I was just chilling in a corner watching her, when someone approached me.
"What's up? You look real good, let's dance." The mystery guy said, tugging on my arm.
I snatched my arm out of his hand.
"No thank you I have a boyfriend."
"I don't see him with you?" He asked curiously.
I rolled my eyes. "He's in the bathroom right now."
The boy eyed me skeptically, but eventually walked away.
I let out a breath of relief. It became a little stuffy, so I went upstairs to see if I could get some fresh air in one of the bedrooms. I was looking for a vacant room, when I heard a familiar voice.

"Take it off baby girl."

Is that..? No it can't be...

The door wasn't shut all the way, so being the nosy person I am, I peeked through the crack.

It is Melo...

I felt my heart drop into my stomach and a lump form in my throat. There he was, on top of Bria Thompson, two minutes away from fucking her. I was so tempted to bust in the room and drag her ass up and down the stairs.

It's pointless. We're not even together.

I ran downstairs and found LaLa hugged up on some boy.

"Can we go?" I asked trying not to let the tears fall.

She looked up at me, concern filling her eyes.

"Yeah... let's go."

We walked to my house in silence. She didn't ask what happened,  knowing I wouldn't want to talk about it yet. We got to my front door.

"Will you be okay walking home by yourself?" I asked

"Jasmine I live three houses down, I will be fine," She laughed. "Come see me when you're ready to talk." She hugged me, and began walking.

I walked inside and it seemed that nobody was home, which was weird.
Where was Josiah? Tim? Mom?
I shrugged it off and changed into my pajamas. I went to bed, heartbroken.

Did LaMelo really like me? Or was it just games to him...

I dosed off to sleep. I was soon awoken by the sound of my door opening.

"Mom?" I asked 

"Nah, baby girl." A deep voice answered.

"Tim... what are you doing?" He didn't answer as he began to climb in my bed.

I began to sweat out of nervousness.

"You tell anyone and I'll kill you."

I began to scream, but he slapped me and put a strip of duck tape on my mouth. He took some string and tied my hands together. 

"I see you walking around the house, with those sports bras and tight shorts. You're such a tease."

I began to cry as he took off his pants and removed my underwear. I tried kicking him, but he kept on hitting me. I was given no warning as he rammed himself inside me. I let out a chilling scream as I felt my inside being ripped apart.

"Shit! You tight as fuck, baby girl." He hissed.

I closed my eyes, praying this would all be over soon. I couldn't control the tears falling from my eyes. It hurt so much.

"I'm about to cum... fuck!"

He pulled out and left a pool of his seed next to me. He walked out of the room, without saying a word. I crumpled into a ball and started to cry.

Why was nobody there when I needed help the most?

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Deep chapter. I'm finally out of school so expect more updates. 15
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