Mini Foley- Summer Glow Up

31. Remember

The day I heard the verdict, was the day i knew everything was shit. I wasn't there, nor did I want to be. But of course I knew. And I wasn't happy.

"Calm down, please Angie." Clay told me as I threw my phone across the floor. Him and Justin had come to cheer me up but to be honest, I wasn't in the mood for anyone. "Fuck you, telling ME to calm down! Aren't you pissed? This is bullshit." I yelled back, slumping down onto my bed.

"Of course we are, but there's nothing we can do. Look, Jess is expecting us to go with her, she needs us. Are you comming or not?" Justin asked and I nodded. Jessica needed everything she could get. We hopped into Clay's car and we all fell silent.
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I sat next to Justin and Alex, Jessica next to Alex too. "Jess, you got this. You can bring this sicko down once and for all." I told her as she stood up. She nodded and I gave her a sympathetic smile.

As she spoke I couldn't help but tear up, not only was what she said amazing...I could relate to her. Every word she said, about his weight and not being able to breathe...felt familiar to me.

"Are you okay?" Alex asked as I noticed my breath hitching. I looked him in the eyes and nodded before walking out of the courtroom. I put my hands to my throat, scratching at it as tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn't breathe. But how could I be so selfish right now? Jess needed me.

"Angie? Angie are you okay? Whats wrong?" Clay came running out of the courtroom after me. I fell to my knees "I-I'm fine, I just...need a second." I managed to say as my head felt lighter and lighter. I felt Clays arms around me and I blacked out.

When I woke up I was on Clay's bed, Justin asleep on the couch next to me. I looked around his room, as if it was all new to me. I coughed, immediately waking my brother up. He rushed to my side and hugged me tightly.

"Hey, you okay? You passed out." He greeted, pulling away and feeling my forehead. "I...uh...yeah, I'm fine." I replied, looking down. He sighed and nodded. "Do you wanna talk about what happend?" He asked me, pulling a chair over so he could sit on it.

"No, I'm fine. I must have just forgotten to breathe or maybe I hadn't eaten." I quickly replied, him nodding. "I need to get home, I'll call you in the morning." I added, running out of the room and then out of the house.
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I couldn't sleep that night, nor did I touch my phone at all. All I could do is stare at my ceiling and watch all the bad memories i had play out in my head. The memories i had tried so hard to forget, came flooding back to me. I thought i had escaped it all. I thought I had escaped him.

(Flashback from almost two years ago. Angie has just turned 15, going on her first ever date.)

I waited in the diner, butterflies in my stomach and my nerves through the roof. I played about with my hair, something I did regularly when I was anxious. The diner bell rang and through the door came my date. He was tall, light skinned and very good looking. Being a freshman and going on a date with a junior, it was exciting and made me feel so much more mature.

He didn't have the greatest track record but from what he'd told me, his exes sounded crazy. He was so nice to me the whole evening, his smile shone the whole time. He asked me if I wanted to go back to his place to chill and I of course said yes, maybe I'd even be able to kiss him.

Then Sophie would be super jelous and I'd totally get the plug on her. He drove me home, his hand on my leg the whole time. I was slightly uncomfortable by it but he was only trying to be nice I think. His house was nice and it was really big too. We got out the car and he held my hand, kissing my cheek.

"Okay okay, calm down a little!" I giggled as he kissed my neck. He pulled away and smirked "sorry, you're just really pretty. I didn't think you were such a slowdown." He scoffed, looking me up and down. I went red, not wanting him to think I was boring.

"Let's just get inside the house...okay?" I shyly told him as he licked his lips. The vibe I got off of him was different now and I felt a lot more uncomfortable. We got inside his house and he basically pushed me up the stairs. I got into his room and noticed how clean it was, he was definitely loaded with money that's for sure.

I had just managed to take my coat off before he held my waist, kissing me again. I met his lips and kissed him back, hesitantly. He had a strong grip around me and it hurt. He pushed me onto his bed and started to pull at my skirt. "Hey, What's going on?" I asked him when we finally pulled away.

"It's okay baby, I'll be gentle." He replied, kissing me again. I wasn't strong enough to push him back. He layed on me with all his weight as he pulled my panties off. "Jason....Jason...stop." I tried to say but he wouldn't listen. I couldn't tell him I was a virgin, but there wasn't any point. Because when I left, I wasn't a virgin anymore. My whole life had been stripped away.

Was it my fault? I knew I shouldn't have worn that skirt. And so I vowed never to wear anything as revealing again. Never again.