HOLLIE'S POV:
Let me just get things straight. I didn't have sex with Shaun. I could explain to you how it wasn't biologically possible since we were both clothed, but I think I'll leave that explanation to Frankie smart arse.
I haven't had sex since the party three years ago, when I was too drunk and out of my mind to fight back against my attacker.
I've had many boyfriends in the past three years since the incident occurred, but we've never gone that far. And that's how I would lose them. If they tried to go any further, I would basically break down in tears. And yet, word would still manage to get round that I screwed countless numbers of boys, cos of course, everyone wanted to be done by the good old slut Hollie, yet none of them were. It literally made me crack up when I heard them describing the details to their friends of how they 'seduced' me which would be followed by the "dude it's not that hard" remark from that one little son of a bitch.
You probably think it's mad that a girl who had been traumatised because she was a slut, was happy to go on living like one. And the truth is, I didn't like my life. I would have given up my crop tops for baggy sweaters any day. Like any other victim was expected to do. But I didn't want to let them win. Even if it was what I wanted, I was not going to let this sad excuse of a person get the better of me. They wanted to scare me and they did, right out of my mind, but I wasn't prepared to let them see that. I understand I should probably have thought about that before I decided to have a major fit on the floor earlier today, dangerously close to tears. But I got up, made some lame excuse and got on with it.
I highly doubt anyone would believe a word of it, since I don't myself, but no one bothered to ask anymore. When I saw Lucy approaching me, I thought she was back for round two and was all prepared to have a mouth off in front of everyone, I was in the right mood for it. To my surprise, she began to apologise but I stopped her there, reassuring her it was fine. We sealed the conversation with a spud and I felt happier then I had for a long time. Maybe I could give a go at this 'friendship' thing that was advertised.
When I crawled into bed that night in my red Victoria secret bra and thong, I was not expecting what lay ahead. The guys were all playing some shooting game on their laptops, the same one I had seen Jordan playing on her phone earlier. She had been kinda quiet since he had arrived, and for a second I wondered if he had given her the same experience, then remembered that this was bloody Jordan. No matter how stoned or hammered she was, this girl could probably make a deadly snake shiver with fear. I counted up 4 boys on their laptops and realised one was missing. It was Louis. I watched as he exited the bathroom, topless, with just a towel to cover his lower half. He rubbed his wet blond hair, his abs shining. We made eye contact and I quickly looked away cowering my head, staring straight back onto my laptop screen.
"Hi there, Hollie is it?"
He stood towering over me, knowing full well who I was.
"You bloody well know who the hell I am, so keep the fuck away from me, or I swear to God you little son of a bitch I will cut your damn balls off."
He laughed and leaned closer to my bed. I sat up off my stomach and pulled the cover over me, somehow thinking this would give me any protection.
"Nah Hollie, you listen to me." he hissed in my ear.
"You better keep that pretty little mouth shut or you're not gonna like what happens next."
He placed his grubby finger over my tight, trembling lips and moved in closer to kiss then, and I felt his musty breath moving closer and closer. I bent his finger back till I was sure it was broken. I triumphed as I saw his face twist in pain, and leaned forward to press my bare foot into his groin area.
