Chapter 3 - Out of Air
Tate's View
"Well, it was the week before he broke up with me. At this point in time, he had already met my parents, took my virginity, and stolen my heart so I would believe anything that justified his actions. I call it Stockholm Syndrome." I started, playing with my turtleneck and thinking about the briuse on my neck.
"What happened?" Mr. Bassham asked me, watching as I played with my turtleneck. "Well, Angel had wanted to go to a party and he dragged me along..." I started.
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My eyes scanned the area around the dance floor and bar. Angel had left me earlier in the night and I had no idea where he was. I remember running into Harper earlier, maybe I could find her. Yeah, that's what I'll do.
I looked around the area again and spotted her by the stairs, but it looked like she was struggling. I quickly started walking over, maneuvering around the bodies on the floor and towards the stairs. The person dragging my friend had already got halfway upstairs and Harper looked extremely intoxicated.
I quickly got to the stairs and pulled Harper away from the guy dragging her. I looked up at him to tell him off but was shocked to see Angel, my boyfriend. What was he doing with Harper? Maybe he was just trying to talk to her. Yeah, that must be it. He wouldn't cheat on me, no, never.
I handed Harper the water bottle that I brought so I didn't have to drink a spiked drink. I mean, you could never be too safe. I pointed over to the couch where her boyfriend, Finn. "Go over there, Finn will help you." I whispered to her and she nodded sluggishly, walking down the stairs with a light sway and a dazed look in her eyes.
She swayed a bit more and almost fell if I didn't catch her. I wrapped her arm around my neck and lead her down the stairs and to Finn, who was drinking a can of soda and watching a drunk girl try to sing Brittney Spears. "Hey Finn." I smiled at him as he turned his head to me. "Oh, hey Tate. What happened this time?" He asked, looking at his drunk and giggling girlfriend.
"I think she drank a bit too much. Do you think you could watch her and take her home when you're ready?" I asked him, making him nod and smile. "Yeah, I can do that. Do you need a ride home?" He asked me and I shook my head. "No, I'm fine. I'm pretty sure Angel will give me a ride. Thank you anyway, I'll see you later." I smiled at him before turning and walking towards Angel, who was still in his place on the stairs.a
I turned back and started to walk towards Angel, smiling. But, my smile dropped when I saw his angry face the closer I got. "I'm sorry if you wanted to talk to her. I was just afraid that she-" I was cut off by Angel grabbing my wrist and dragging me up the stairs. He threw open a door and placed a sock on the outside doorknob, locking the door after shutting it.
He dragged me over and threw me on the bed. "You're going to regret what you did, Tay." He growled out and got on top of me. In that moment, I realized what he wanted to do to Harper. I'm glad it was me instead of her. I mean, I've been through all of this before.
He ripped off my shirt and forced himself on me, kissing my lips roughly and bitting my neck harshly. Tears welled up in my eyes as his hand travled down towards the waistline of my jeans.
"Please! Stop!" I cried out, trying to push him off. He growled loudly and pinned my hands above my head by my wrists, using his other hand to hold himself up over me.
His lips trailed down my pale torso, making me struggle in his hold. He straddled me and sat up, letting go of my hands and choking me with his hands. I clawed and cried, gasping for air.
He laughed as I withered in pain, making me cry and plead for my life more. "How do you like this, Slut?" He laughed as my legs started kicking, trying even harder to get out of his hold. I ran out of breath, my vision starting to go white as I stopped struggling.
Suddenly, a loud knock sounded on the door. "Help, please." I whispered, my last attempt at trying to get help. "Umm, are you okay in there?" The guy asked, implying he heard me. My vision went back to normal and as Angel was distracted I scrambled out of his hold.
Angel fell to the floor as I ran to the door, trying to catch my breath and open the door. But before I could open it, Angel dragged me against him and held his hand over my mouth. "It's occupied." He yelled and the guy on the other side said, "okay" skeptically before walking away.
He raped me that night and choked me even more, threatening me that if I told anyone what happened that night, he would kill me. The next morning I acted like I was fine, going to school with a turtleneck sweater. And for once, I was happy it was fall.
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My voice trembled after I finished, my lip raw from all of the biting. "W-Wait, Angel t-tried to r-r-rape me?!" Harper exclaimed, looking at me shocked. I nodded quietly as everybody stared at me.
"There's one more thing." I said, looking at everybody in the room. "Can you tell us about it?" Officer Breckman asked me, watching as I clutched my turtleneck sweater sleeves. I nodded and looked at the time, 11:34 a.m. "Only one more before lunch." I told them, sighing out. "That's all I need."
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