LaMelo's POV
I fucked up. I wasn't even planning to go that party, after what happened at the game. All my friends we're going though, and a nigga needed to blow off some steam. I just had a few too many drinks ... and then I saw her. Bria. I been tryna get with her fine ass for some months now, but then everything with Jasmine happened and I forgot about her. But last night I saw her looking so right. I couldn't help myself, and by the way she was acting, she felt the same way. Although Jasmine and I aren't together, it feels like we are. So I still feel guilty. I know it's only right to tell her, but I can't. It will ruin what we have and I can't risk that. I love her too much.
one week later
Anonymous
For the past week, Jasmine has distanced herself from everyone and everything. She would put on a smile when she had to face her family and friends, but right when she was alone depression began to set in. She could tell everyone was worried about her behavior. She barely spoke more than a few words to anyone. She barely ate, and only slept in her free time. She was in shock that such s tragedy could happen to her. She knew she was hurting the people around her by ignoring them, but she couldn't help it. She was hurting. The person she avoided most was LaMelo. She couldn't face him after what she saw at the party.
Jasmine's POV
It's hard. Hard to eat, get out of bed, talk, face people, hard to do everything. I have never felt this way. I wouldn't even wish this feeling on my worst enemy. I have avoided everyone the best I could. Every time I talk, I feel like I'm going to cry. I got up to get ready for school. I put on black nike shorts, a slightly oversized track shirt on and nike sneakers. I met Josiah in the car.
"Hey." Josiah said.
I could tell he was concerned. I gave him a small smile. The drive was quiet. We got to school and I tried to get out of the car, but he stopped me.
"Wait" he grabbed my arm. I flinched and snatched away.
"What's wrong witchu? Why are you avoiding everyone? Everyone is concerned about you, why you being like that?" He questioned with a slight attitude.
I sat and stared at him for minute, deciding if I should tell him. I decided against it. I put my head down.
"Nothing." I whispered, and quickly left before he could say anything.
I walked straight to my first period class. I didn't talk to anyone. LaMelo and LaLa we're in a couple of my classes and I could feel them staring at in each period. I didn't sit with them at lunch. I couldn't. I got my food and exited the lunch line. I went to the girls locker room, where I was alone. I was staring at my food, when I heard the door open. I didn't think anything of it until I felt a presence in front of me. I looked up to see LaMelo.
"This is the girls-"
"What's your problem? Huh? You all of a sudden think you too good for us now? What I do?" He exclaimed.
I looked away. Tears streamed down my face. I began to walk away. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me against the lockers.
"ANSWER ME! WHAT YOU DEAF NOW?"
I pushed him away.
"GET OFF ME! YOU DON'T CARE YOU NEVER DID!" I slid down the lockers, sobbing in my hands.
LaMelo looked at me in shock. He crouched down, trying to grab my hands. I backed away from him.
"No!"
He looked at me and sighed, his eyes filled with pity.
"Jasmine, what happened?"
I looked at him with hurt and anger.
"While you were with Bria ... H-HE FORCED HIMSELF ON ME! I WAS R-RAPED LAMELO! IT HURT ME SO MUCH! AND YOU WEREN'T THERE FOR M-ME!" I couldn't stop crying.
"... wait what?"
