𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌; 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧

➝ ᶠᵒʳᵗʸ⁻ᵗʷᵒ

warning - rape
⊰ 𝙽𝚘𝚎𝚗'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅 ⊱

remember when i said i'd fight back?
i lied..
what? 
i'm scared!
he's so big and nerve racking, theres no way i could hit him back!
i see him in the distance and i start to panic, imagine how bad i tense up when he's coming at me!
no sir, i am alright with this.
but, i'm gonna let him stop me from dressing how i want because he's a weirdo.
sticking his hand up my skirt without permission, thats just as bad as lifting it!
its been about 3 months since blake started this bullshit, and every time i get back to the room chase is interrogating me on what happened.
and its always a stupid excuse. 
"oh, just body pain."
"fell down the stairs earlier."
"griffin and i were play fighting during class and he accidentally hit me for real."
"oh yeah, josh threw his orange at me. he's got quite a throw for being such a scrawny kid."
"i'm not feeling good. y'know, the aches and pain you get when your sick?"

i quickly walked down the halls seeing chase with the others.
he seemed pretty grumpy today, so i ran upto him and hugged him tightly in attempt to make his day.
"well good morning to you too bubs." chase smiled, hugging my waist.
"good morning!" i said.
"you look gorgeous bud, i missed your little skirts." he said.
i giggled and blushed.
"are we sure their no married..?-" bryce questioned.
"we're just friends. with benefits. but friends." i said.
what? the entire school already knows chase and i spend our lives fucking around and doing dirty shit. 
"yeah, sure." josh said, rolling his eyes.
"y-you don't just run upto someone and h-hug them like that. or call them g-gorgeous as if its n-normal." kio said, smiling a bit.
"and theirs plenty of other stuff you guys do that is very couple like." griffin said.
"you definitely have something for each other." anthony said.
chase looked at each and burst into laughter.
"they think- they think we're- BAHAHAHA-" chase laughed. 
"HOLD ON I CAN'T BREATHE, I CAN'T-" i laughed.
the rest of the guys looked at us like we had two heads on our shoulders.
ThEiR oNtO Me-
"oh god, that was a good one guys." chase said.
"you guys are so stupid." josh mumbled.
"yeah, pretty much. thats why your failing algebra and i'm not." chase winked.
"we don't gotta bring algebra into this man-" josh said.
we chuckled a bit quietly before i checked the time.
"oof, bell's gonna ring in 5 minutes. i''m gonna head to the bathroom before class starts, i'll see you guys later!" i said.
i quickly made my way into the bathroom, heading into the stall and quickly finished my business.
i turned around and went to open the door, but looked down and saw some black and white nikes at the bottom opening.
fuck.
i slowly opened the door seeing blake shutting it again in his face.
he pushed the door open and shut it behind him.
he pushed me up against the wall harshly and brought my legs upto his waist.
"p-please put me down.." i mumbled.
"hmm.. no." he said, running his hands up my skirt.
he gently rubbed my thighs making me highly uncomfortable.
he slid his left hand between my legs, biting his lip.
"blake i'm u-uncomfortable.." i said.
"you'll be fine. you like fucking the homies right? your gonna love this." he said.
he quickly removed his shirt as i squirmed and tried to get away.
he wrapped his right hand around my neck, making me stop in complete shock.
"keep moving, i dare you." he said.
he quickly brought his pants down and lifted my skirt, bringing my boxers down.
he pushed himself inside of me rather fast.
i gasped in shock and pain.
he forcefully started to move, not even giving me a second to adjust.
the tears filled my eyes in pure pain as he roughly pounded himself into me.
i tried to push him away, but he just grabbed my wrists and forced me against the wall even more.
i wince in pain, trying my best not to be loud so he would hurt me anymore.
"s-stop.." i mumbled.
he just moved harder, squeals in fear and pain coming from my mouth.
"please stop! y-your hurting me!" i cried.
"shut up and take it, slut." he said.
he just kept pounding, and pounding and pounding harshly into me causing so much pain.
i eventually screamed in pain as he continued.
he shoved his hand around my neck again, so tight that i began to have a hard time breathing.
"shut up. and take it. slut." he said.
i slowly nodded my head in fear, shutting my eyes tightly.
he continued to thrust into me at a ruthlessly fast pace.
so much pain and discomfort ran through my lower body as i murmured and begged for him to stop.
"blake it h-hurts.."
"stop! s-stop!"
"i can take it, stop!"
"get off! g-get away!"
"your hurting m-me!"
"no more, n-no.."
"please!"
no matter how much i plead for mercy he wouldn't stop.
it seemed as if the more i begged for him the leave me alone is the more he continued.
the harder he went.
he continued the thrust himself into me at a inhuman speed, completely ignoring the fact that he was hurting me dearly.
eventually he released inside of my and pulled out pushing off onto the floor.
i held my knees to my chest in pure fear as he dropped my boxer on the floor and fixed himself.
he knelt down with a smirk, and kissed both of my cheeks before leaving.
i sat in silence hugging myself as the tears flooded my eyes.
my body was shaking, and i was still in pure shock from the events that just took place.
i'd never be able to come into this bathroom again and see it the same.
i'd never be able to feel safe when alone ever again.
and most importantly, i'd never be wearing a skirt ever again.

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omg i am starting to dislike the energy i have created in this room today-