Try Me

Chapter 5

3am, Thursday, September 3rd

Marisa's Nightmare/Flashback:

I arrive fashionably late with my own car since I'm usually the DD. I'm wearing this (see header) and high top converse. In the middle of a song, I feel hands go around my waist and a body press up against me. I'm a little buzzed from the four shots since I'm not a big drinker so I let this person. I grind on them mostly due to the alcohol in my system and how uninhibited I feel. The person leans in close to my ear and says "I didn't know you could dance like this, You're so hot baby girl, maybe we should take this somewhere else." He's clearly turned on, I can feel it against my ass. I turn around, see that's it's Jason Carter, the star quarterback, and say "I'm not looking for a hookup, so no thanks." In the kitchen, I grab a drink.

Later on the dance floor after about 20 minutes, I'm starting to not feel well. I'm dizzy, and more tired than before, the room is spinning and my vision is blurry.

Somethings not right, but I'm too relaxed to do anything about it. When out of nowhere, I feel like I'm floating upside down. The room turns darker, and I'm feeling cold now. I feel like I'm being held down by my hips; I hear grunting and feel pain and pressure somewhere I've never felt it before. Something is building in my lower abdomen and out of no where, a voice says "come on baby girl, cum for me." And my body responds even though, I have no control over it. Then I feel a blow to my head and everything goes black.

I wake up screaming, crying and thrashing. I thought I was getting past the nightmares. Him being brought back up must have triggered them. I lie awake till I can't anymore in fear of falling asleep at the risk of another nightmare. I finally fall asleep around 6am.

Friday, September 4th

Marisa's POV

Waking up after a nightmare is always horrible. I just want to skip, but Megan needs a ride to school. I see that I got texts from James asking if I'm ok. I ignore it since I'm gonna be late.

Megan looks at me sympathetically when she gets in the car. We don't talk about it which I'm thankful for. It's like she knows I had a rough night. It's probably written all over my face especially with the dark circles.

At school, James is about to come up to my locker when the bell rings. I keep my head down all day, mostly because I'm tired and don't have the energy to interact in my classes.

Until Lunch, I'm in the courtyard attempting to nap for a little, when I hear the door open and footsteps coming towards me. My eyes fly open to see that it's just James.

When he gets to me, he sits and says "Are you ok?" "Yea, I just didn't sleep well." "I can tell, but why did you leave so abruptly last night?" "I really had to go home."

He looks at me with pleading eyes "Marisa, please tell me the truth, I have to know what I did wrong so I can never do it again." I sigh and says "You didn't do anything, I promise, but I just can't talk about it, I want to tell you, but I can't. Also I don't know you well enough or what your intentions are ."

He asks "What can I do to prove myself?" I say "If you really wanna know, that's up to you to figure out." Adam, Joey and Megan all join me right after that so James leaves looking lost in thought. My friends ask me "What was that about?" I just shrug my shoulders.

James' POV

I had to talk to her. I needed to know if she was ok. But now I have more questions and I have to prove to her that my intentions are pure.

~skip to football game tonight~

Dawson and I hang with the soccer guys at the football game. I keep zoning out when the guys are trying to explain the rules of American football to me. I get distracted by Marisa walking past me in the bleachers with Adam. When she walks past, we make eye contact that holds till she looks away bashfully.

15 minutes later, Dawson says he gonna go talk to Adam seeing as they are friends. I see this as a perfect opportunity to talk to her.

Sitting next to her, I ask "So what's the point of the breaks in between each play? Why is it not continuous?" She cracks a smile, laughs, and says "To reset and communicate to the players the new play, but honestly, I could care less about this sport, I'm just here to support Megan and Joey in the band." "Oh cool, what do they play?" "Trumpet and Percussion." "Do you come to every game?"

She's about to answer when the rest of the soccer guys come over. Paul says "who here remembers last year when we won states, now who was our star quarterback that lead us there?" The guys say "Jason Carter." Paul says "and who here fucked him because she's a slut." The guys say "Marisa"

When I look at her, tears are running silently down her face. As they laugh, I tell them to shut up and leave her alone. She wipes her eyes and Adam puts his arm around her and escorts her out of the game. I'm left staring after her and with even more questions.