Some kind of love

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V's pov

Drunken nights. Parties. Mistakes. I made a big mistake. Parties are usually mu thing, but this time was different.

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I found myself walking late at night again. I started walking to jeffs house, probably to rant and get some alcohol and possibly weed.

When I got to his house he immediately answered, and he had his look like he didn't expect me at all.

"Tough night sophomore?" He laughed, studying my face of sadness.

I nod walking into his house, seeing empty beer bottles and alcohol bottles and empty bongs and bags.

"You have a party or some shit?" I asked making my way to his living room.

He follows behind me and laughs. "This is all me. Ever since I started cocaine people never come over anymore. They all left me."

I don't really feel bad. Maybe I smoke weed and drink but he does anything he can get.

"Well now I'm here. And yes maybe it's for weed and alcohol but we can talk." I turn around to see him smiling to himself.

"Talking means talking Jeff," I clarify, watching him nod while grabbing a full bag of weed.

"Are we rolling?" He asked.

"Yeah. I'll go get the papers." I walk down the hall to his bedroom where it is surprisingly clean and grab the papers.

I walk back to the living room and hand him the papers. He starts rolling up the weed and he hands me a joint.

He lights it for me, and I instantly feel the drug taking over.

"Jeff, where are your parents?" I asked, not knowing how his parents let him do this shit.

He scoffs, "my parents," he stands up blowing smoke from his lips. "They left. Just like everyone else. They said my aunt will pay rent until I get on my feet."

I don't know what I would do without my Parents. Maybe Jeff does bad things but it doesn't mean he is a bad person so his parents shouldn't have left.

I blow smoke out and stand up hugging Jeff from behind.

"Wow, I'm so sorry. Your friends aren't real if they left you. And your parents... you don't need them. All you need is you and I'm here, ok?" I said.

He turns around and smiles, blinking away the tears that formed in his eyes.

"Thanks. Now, wanna get lit before you go?" He smokes the last of his joint and goes to the table to get another.

We both smoked 9 joints each.

We both drank a full bottle of vodka.

Let's just say I was fucked.

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I stumble out of jeffs home, and looking at my phone clock it's four am.

Too drunk and high to think, my body just takes me wherever.

I walk down my street, but I'm a little curious as to why there was music blaring not to far from here, so me being fucked over, I walk to the music.

A bunch of cars are scattered along the roads, and I knew there was a party, and I'm up for a party.

I greet the people standing outside, and they all laugh and ask what I'm on.

"Oh, just nine joints and a bottle of vodka!" I yell, entering the home.

As I walk inside I see a bunch of people, food, weed, and drinks everywhere.

I instantly start dancing to the music, grabbing a drink from a unknown persons hand, and I made my way to the kitchen where there was weed. I took another joint while drinking whatever that was in my cup and I headed back to the dance room.

I danced with girls I've never seen before, but I also saw a girl, Sarah, who is so called "popular"

I don't know why, but I go up to her.

"Skank." I yell in her face.

She seems shocked but then she smiled. "Veronica. The rumors are true. Your a druggy and an alcoholic."

I scan her up and down. "So are you. Asshole." I spat, making her smile fade.

"Take that back, hoe." She steps closer to me.

Taken aback by her actions, I slap her in the face, and everyone just keeps dancing, but Sarah lays on the ground, startled.

Before people kick me out I make my way to the other end of the room, where I forget about Sarah and start dancing with guys.

I knew one of them. His name is Anthony and he starts dancing behind me. I turn around and wrap my arms around him, swinging my body on his to the music.

He takes my hand and brings me up stairs, but I soon start realizing what he's about to do.

He slams the door shut while kissing my neck, and I try to push away but his hands find mine and he brings them down.

"Don't be scared." He says taking off my shirt.

I try to shove him, but his grip is too strong, and soon enough he forced me down into the bed.

"Help! Stop!" I scream, making his hands wrap around my mouth as his member enters me from behind.

I start crying, trying to push his hands away, and that only made him angrier.

He slaps me, flipping me around and entering me from the front. I cry silently still trying to kick and push him away.

His grip was to strong. And I was taken advantage of, and Anthony raped me.

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I lay crying on the bed Anthony raped me in. I've been broken but this just made it worse.

The whole Tyrelle thing and losing liz and Tyler being confusing and getting Ryllie back is all too much. But I could handle that.

This, this I can't handle. And I know even if I try, I can't forget this. Ever. But he also can't get away with it, so I need to figure out a way to get his confession, but not tonight.

I was already broken before. Anthony just finished me off, and broke me until I couldn't ever be used again.

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Drama and awh poor Veronica :(( if you guys ever want to talk about your experience , I'll always listen :) -V🖤