He lead me upstairs, through a large hall. It was full of people making out, and somehow, even though I was completely drunk... I found it disgusting. He opened the last door on the right, and I walked inside. It was cold, but warm at the same time. It was strange, and I was feeling so uncomfortable staying there. I knew this wasn't correct, but my senses and will were blocked by the levels of alcohol in my system. He closed the door behind and turned around, smirking at me. I knew it. My heart started to beat as hard as it could, but my mind was blocked. He attached my body to his, and he kissed me hard, hurting my lips. He lay me down on his bed. I kissed him back, and my body started to feel weird, like... pleased. He placed some kisses on my neck and my collarbones. I felt his hand under my shirt, and that's when it really hit me. No, this is not right.
'Wait, what are you doing?' I asked, pushing him away from me. He frowned.
'What are you talking about?' He said, kissing me again. I was in shock.
'No, I don't want this. Go away' I said, trying to get away, but he stopped me.
'You've got to be kidding me!' He exclaimed, angry. I sat down on the bed, scared. 'Look at this!' He said, pointing his crotch. I blushed like never in my life.
'That's not my problem, go fix it' I said, trying to get up.
'Go fix it? How about ... you fix this?' He said, pushing me back to his bed. He held my hands hard and as much as I wanted to let go of his grip, it was imposible. I closed my eyes, tears streaming down my face.
'Please don't, I beg you... please don't be that guy' I begged him, but he didn't stopped. I saw my life being taken by him, being ripped. He continued his job, until he was finished. He got up, smiling.
'I hope you enjoyed as much as I did' He said before walking out the room. I couldn't move, I couldn't scream. My body and soul were in pain... an immense pain. After probably an hour, I managed to walk out of the room. The party was in its peak and everybody was having a great time. Except me. I slowly walked outside, holding my tears. I started to walk back to my house, the streets were empty and dark, a cold breeze hit me. I left everything behind, my jacket, my purse... my innocence. Everything except from my phone. I started to sob uncontrollably, all I wanted right now was my mom.. I wanted her holding me, gluing my pieces, singing to me, whispering me how much she loved me. I decided that it was a good idea run to my house, since it was still far away. I ran miles and miles, carefree. Tears were still falling down my cheeks and I couldn't control them, I couldn't stop them. Once I reached my house, I started to walk. I sat on the porch, trying to control myself. After a few minutes, I decided to walked inside anyways, seeing that the only thing that could possibly calm me, was sleep.
'Spencer?' I heard Lisa, as soon as I walked inside the room. I was holding my tears, i didn't wanted to wake them... but I guess it failed. 'You okay?' She said, sitting in the edge of her bed. I couldn't see her face, just her silhouette.
'Yeah' I replied. My voice broke and she noticed. I really needed a hug, somebody to stay with. She got up and enlightened me with his phone's flashlight. I was probably a mess, because she quickly ran up to me, giving me a warm but needed hug. I let go more tears and she led me to her bed, motioning me to sleep there. That's what I did, I lay under the sheets and she hugged me while stroking my hair. I fell asleep instantly.
**
I felt Matt's dirty hands touching my body, I felt his breath in my ear, whispering me things. I was locked, trapped. I couldn't move, I couldn't save myself. I tried to scream but I couldn't.
'Spencer' He whispered in my ear, making me shiver. I held my breath, trying to get out of his grip. 'Spencer' He repeated, now higher. 'Spencer!' I closed my eyes, fearing the worst.
'Spencer wake up!' I opened my eyes, breathing heavily. I was shaking uncontrollably. Lisa was hugging me tight. It was still dark, so apparently I had only slept for about an hour. Lisa looked at me, as tears fell down my cheeks. 'What happened?' She asked concerned. I shook my head, she can't know this... not yet. I lay down on the bed, sobbing. She hugged me again, and we fell asleep.
**
'Hey, wake up sweetie' I heard Lisa. She was stroking my hair, very motherly if you ask me. I don't know how it happened, but she was like a mother to me. Even though I was shy and not very good at sharing emotions or secrets... she knew me so well, she was still here with me. I turned around, the room was lit by the sun. Dani was lying in her bed, glued to her phone. Lauren's bed was empty. 'Are you feeling better?' Lisa finally asked, after a few seconds of awkward silence.
'Yeah, I guess. Thanks' I said getting up from her bed.
'What happened to you?' Dani asked, pointing at me. I looked myself in the mirror. I was a completely mess, my hair was a mess, my make up was a mess. My eyes were so red and my cheeks were too. A small but ugly bruise was placed in my lower lip. My whole body was in pain, and I felt the urge to throw up, maybe because of the alcohol, or maybe because I looked disgusting. I ran to the bathroom, avoiding all the pain that it caused me,knowing that my mom would kill me if I soiled the carpet. I lay down on the bathroom, somebody held my hair and patted my back as I let go everything out of my body. After I finished, I lay down against the wall. Lisa, she sat next to me.
'Are you going to tell me what happened? Or am I supposed to watch you cry and pretend that it doesn't break my heart?' She said, looking straight at my eyes. I sighed, still shaking.
'I'm fine-'
'No, you're not!' She exclaimed.
'Lisa... just drop it please.' I looked at her, with tears falling down my cheeks. She sighed, pulling me closer to her chest.
'Baby girl, if you need anything... please. I'm here, you can count on me' She kissed my forehead and we got up. I brushed my teeth and cleaned my face, trying to look more decent. We walked downstairs, where my death was waiting for me. Mom and dad were sitting in the table, eating some breakfast. The girls were there too, plus mike and Alex. I looked outside and saw the little ones playing.
'Spencer' Mom said, motioning me to sit. I sat in front of my parents, and between Lisa and Lauren.
'Mind to explain to us where were you last night?' Dad asked me calmly. I sighed, knowing that there was no believable excuse, that would make them believe me.
'I went to a party' I confessed. Mom shook her head, just like Christina.
'You sneaked out to go to a party...' Dad said, probably trying to understand. I nodded. 'Whose party?' My heart stopped. That bastard, that stupid son of a bitch that took everything that belonged to me. He took my life, he broke me into pieces. I felt a tear falling from my eyes as Lisa hit me with her elbow. Everybody was looking at me, concerned. I got up and ran upstairs. I hugged my pillow and let myself cry as much as I could. I felt my phone vibrating somewhere in the room. I searched for it. A text message.
'Don't tell anybody what happened last night, or you're dead. Love, Matt'
I could hear my heart breaking into pieces, screaming for help. But nobody could save it from drowning.
*** I can't believe I finally updated this hahaha Well, last night I was taking a shower and somehow I got inspired. So here it is the result haha
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