It was sort of mesmerizing when Evan threw me over his shoulder. I saw blurs of colors and silhouettes all over the house. It was as if time slowed had down just for me to view every detail. I could see May and Erin joyfully dancing and drinking out of red solo cups in the kitchen. I saw girls twerking on the jocks and the stoners chilling on the couches blowing huge clouds of smoke into the air.
I was carried up a flight of carpeted stairs, so white and fluffy. Evan carried me down a hallway and I saw a few people in the bathroom while one girl was snorting lines of cocaine.
Talk about a party!
We passed a few doors and then I saw a different type of flooring, bamboo flooring. We were in a bedroom. Evan threw me onto the bed and sat by me while I laid there. The blankets felt so nice and cool to the touch. Such a soft bed I must say.
Evan started petting my hair like he always did and started talking but for some reason I couldn't hear a word he was saying. I just looked up because the chandelier hanging from the ceiling was so enchanting. The glass reflected rainbow colors that I could spend hours observing. But my attention from the reflective glass was drawn back to Evan when he put one of his hands on my thigh. I was in utter shock yet confusion when I felt his fingers lingering on my thigh. I just wanted to yell stop but my lips felt so heavy and I just felt lifeless.
Please Evan, Don't go through with this. Please don't do this to me.
He moved his hands from my inner thighs to my wrists. He held them down with a lot of pressure. I felt his weight come over me like a tsunami and he was now on top of me kissing my neck. I was trying so hard to push him off but I barely had the strength the lift even one finger. He let go of one of my wrists and then unbuttoned my shirt with one hand. Talk about skills. I couldn't believe this was happening to me.
My shirt was pulled off of me and then went my jeans. Then my underwear. Then my dignity.
His eyes, the eyes that I trusted for years, were no longer the eyes I knew. My eyes became clouded by the sea of tears but I still didn't recognize those eyes of his. They were once bright and filled with goodness. Now they were empty. They were blank.
The way his eyes interlocked into mine sent chills down my spine. I started sobbing. I couldn't help it. He didn't blink an eye at my discomfort. He just kept on going while ignoring my sorrow.
