Anything Can Happen

Chapter 1

Prologue:

On a night out, Holly became very distressed when she saw a guy in a club. She kept shouting "keep that twat away from me". The others girls tried to find out what the problem was but Holly was mortal and just said "what he does to girls is fucking illegal. He should be in prison".

Chapter 1:

The girls were asleep in their bedroom the morning after an eventful evening.

Holly was asleep in the bed with Vicky, with Sophie, Charlotte and Marnie occupying the single beds.

Vicky was laying awake in bed, the only one up.

Holly began to stir, moaning about how much her head hurt. She took a large gulp of water and sat up in bed.

"Alright?" Vicky asked, looking at Holly.

She nodded. "I am SO hungover".

The girls sat in silence for a while, Vicky playing with Holly's hair, stroking her head gently.

"If you want to talk about what you were saying last night, you know i'm here for you right?"

Holly laughed. "What you on about?! What was I saying? Oh god was I talking about James again?"

"Do you really not remember?"

Holly shook her head.

"Any of it?"

Holly shook her head again. "Tell me. Must be bad if you're offering to be here for us"

Vicky paused and wondered if she was making the right decision in discussing it with Holly. Surely if it was something she wanted the girls to know she would have told them. But then again maybe she didn't know how and revealing it when drunk WAS her way of telling them.

"Holly. Before I say this I just want you to know I'm having to make a few assumptions based on what you said and the way you reacted. If in totally off the mark, I'm apologising now"

"You're starting to scare us now Vick, just tell me"

"It sounded like....." Vicky really wasn't sure she should be doing this.

"What???"

"Like some lad you saw in the club had assaulted you"

Holly hesitated, swallowing hard before a wave of nausea washed over her. She ran out of the bedroom and downstairs to the bathroom. At least she made it to the toilet! Holly had no idea why she was sick... She certainly had no memory of last night and even less of a memory of someone assaulting her. That couldn't have happened to her... Could it?

Before she knew it, Vicky was by her side, rubbing her back and comforting her.

"I'm honestly okay Vick. I have no memory of any of it and certainly not of any guy assaulting me".

"Maybe the club has CCTV. Maybe if you saw him it would jog your memory?"

Holly shrugged. "I guess it couldn't hurt".

A/N:

Thanks for reading! Would you like me to continue?