Living with my brothers

What happened at that party?

*Continuing the flashback*
I stumble into the dark room, the guy at my heels. He shuts the door, but keeps the light off. I look around, trying to find anything that resembles a laundry room, but realizing it's a bedroom, I start to speak. "Hey, this isn't the laundry room," I protest. He smirks, "not at all, sweet cheeks, not at all," he says, his eyes wide and wild. I stumble back, but he just follows, grinning. "What are you doing," I ask. "Having some fun," he answers, pushing me against a wall, trailing harsh kisses along my neck. "Help!"  I manage to scream before his lips forcefully collided with mine.
"Please," I whisper into his lips. He explores my body with his greedy hands, my arms still at my sides, in a form of shock. I whimper, he groans happily. He rips off my shirt and is about to get to my bra when the door is pushed open violently. "Louis, leave her be," Cris says, pulling him off me. I sink to the floor crying as Louis races out of the room.
I feel someone put their arm around me, saying, "hey, Rose, you all right?" Cris asks me tenderly. I sob in return, leaning against me. All of a sudden, I feel my drinks coming back up, I race to the nearest bathroom, Cris trailing close behind. He holds my hair back as I retch, but can't seem to puke anything out. I drop down to the bathroom floor, returning to my pose that I'd done in the bedroom, tears leaking out of my eyes. "Oh Rose, I'm sorry,"  Cris tells me, settling close to me as I cry. But it seems that no matter how much I cry, I'll never be rid of the feeling of Louise's hand roaming me. "Thank you," I finally manage to say, leaning up against Cris. "Can you tell me what happened?" He asks me tenderly. I shudder, and my hands quake. "I ran into some wasted guy, who was Louis, and I was talking to him when someone spilled their drink all over me, so he told me he was taking me to the laundry room, but when we were in the room, I realized it wasn't a laundry room. He pushed me up against a wall," I continued as I felt Cris tense up beside me. I take a deep breath and keep going. "He started kissing me, and then h-he started touching me, all over. Oh, it was awful, Cris!" I exclaim, hiding my face in his chest. "I know baby, I know," mummers into my hair.
"I think I'm gonna go home, can you drive me?" I ask him hopefully. "Sorry kid, I'm way too drunk to do that, but my dd can take us both, if you feel comfortable with that sweetheart," he says, almost cautiously. "Yeah, of coarse, let me find my friend first," I tell him. After finally finding Tam, I dragged her to Cris's friends car. We got in, and the driver looked like a younger version of Cris. "Who're you," I slur. "He's my little brother, Jamison," Cris tells me, his arm around me. "Oh. Cool." I say. They drop us off, and I give Cris my number, telling him that he's gotta be my friend and call me often. He smiles slightly, but I see a sense of regret behind his smile that can't seem to me his eyes.
I shout bye to him one last time, hooking arms with Tam, both of us too tired to say anything. We make it to the lawn when we collide with a stranger. "Hey, who are you!" I shout at the stranger. "Rose?" A voice croaks out. "Josh?" Tam asks. "What are you guys doing out!" Josh shouts. "What are you doing out!" I ask accusingly. "I was at a party, but you know how Andy is about those things. Were you at it too?" He says, quite interested by this. "Yes," I say proudly.
"You're not supposed to be at parties, and how did you get home?" He shouts angrily. The light by our porch goes on, and Andy comes out saying, "hey, who's out there?" Sighing, Josh waves and tells him it's us. "Well, get in here, where were you guys?" He screams. We stride into the house and sit on the couch in the living room as Andy yells at us, ranting about how we shouldn't be out this late and curfew and no parties, and blah blah blah, his voice fades out as I think about Cris.
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