Things have to get worse before they get better.

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I gasped at his words immediately stoping the grinding motion I was currently doing. "W-what" "I'm gonna make you scream so loud baby." "I-I c-can't n-no I m-mean w-we can't." "Oh trust me babe we will and your gonna love it. Actually I think we should start right now." NO No No I'm not ready and I'm certainly not about to lose my virginity to my drunk abusive boyfriend. "I gotta go" I say as I try and make a run for it. I squeeze through the crowd but just as I get out a feel a hand grab my hair and yank me back. "You crazy bitch get back here." "Oww that hurts stop." "I can see this isn't going to be easy so I'll get you something to drink" he says as he grabs a cup of mystery liquid most likely alcoholic beverage off the table. "Let's go." He says as he grabs my wrists in one hand and pulls me up stairs. I try to fight back using everything I can to fight him. He gets mad at this and turns around and slaps me hard across the face. "Stop fighting god damn it or I'll really hit you hard." Tears start to stream down my now stinging face as I'm pulled against my will up the stairs and into a bedroom.

He throws me down on the floor. I try to get back up but he pushes me back down and straddles me. He then takes the cup and sits it on the floor pulling out a packet of powder. He ribs it open with his teeth and pours it in the cup. I try and knock the cup out of his hands but he grabs my hand and then the other one and holds them above my head. He then grabs the cup with his other hand. "Your going to drink this or I'm going to make your life a living hell and beat the shit out of you. Don't fucking test me bitch I swear I will." No no no this isn't happening "Sam p-please don't d-do this please." I say between sobs. I swear there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes but it's gone as quick as it came. "I have to baby. you have to learn to respect me I'm a man and I will be respected. You have to learn to listen." What "please" I try but as soon as the words leave my lips he takes the cup and pours it in my mouth. I try to spit it out but then he quickly puts the cup down and puts his hand over my mouth so I'm forced to swallow it. There wasn't but half a cup of whatever he gave me but not even a minute later I start to feel light headed. My eyes slowly start to feel heavy and my body starts to relax.

"P-please don't don't d-do t-this p-lease." I say as my eyes slowly close. "Your going to feel so good baby." He whispers as I'm pulled into unconsciousness.
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The next morning a wake with a huge headache and sharp pain in my lower region. At first I don't know where I am but than the memories flood my mind. I'm still in the same bedroom but this time I'm on the bed completely naked. Sam is passed out on the other side of the bed. Wanting nothing to do with him I slip out of bed stumbling to find my clothes. Once I find my clothes I put them on and go downstairs to find my purse. Getting down the stairs was painful considering the throbbing pain in my legs and other places. Once I find my purse I pull out my phone and call Leslie. It rings for a while and then she answers.
"Hello" she says with a tired voice. "Hi Leslie you think you can give me a ride home." "Um yeah I was just about to leave I'm outside." Thank god "okay be there in a sec." "K bye" I hang up and make my way to the front door.

The ride was silent mostly because we're both hungover me from whatever Sam forced me to swallow and her from whatever she drank. I was in shock that my boyfriend had actually raped me. I don't remember any of it expect when he forced me to drink that drink but that's it.  I was feeling dirty and used. Embarrassed.
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All weekend I stayed in my room shocked, I cried a lot and avoided everything. i'm still trying to process that my so called "perfect" boyfriend actually raped me. i know i'm not the best girlfriend and i know we hadn't had sex yet but i didn't know he wanted it so much that he was willing to rape me. I don't know what to do about this  I mean obviously the situation I'm in is really bad I know that but how could I ever escape him. No one knows and I could never tell anyone or Sam would be mad. i can't let him think its okay but I'm afraid of what he is capable of. I'm weaker than Sam and as much as I don't want it to happen again he could make it happen if he wanted to because he is stronger than me. Which is terrifying.
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It's currently Monday and I'm on the bus on my way to school. I usually ride with Leslie and Sierra but I just want to be alone so I took the bus. I go straight to first period avoiding any contact with Sam.

Once class starts Mr.Jacobs announces that there will be a new student. "Class I want you guys to all be nice we have a new student he's a senior and he came here all the way from the UK. He should be here any minute." Right after he says this our school principal Ms.Williams comes in followed by a tall boy with curly hair. "Ah Mr.Styles welcome to Spanish 3. You will be sitting next to Ms. Waters over here." He says while pointing to me. The boy looks an my direction and that's when I see his beautiful green eyes. I look away quickly afraid because Sam was just like this kid he looks cute and nice now but later he could turn into a monster. Ms. Williams leaves the room and Mr.Jacobs introduces the boy. "Class this is Harry Styles. Everybody be nice and help him out he is new here."
Harry that's a nice name. What I'm I doing he's going to be just like Sam stop. Harry then slides into the seat the left of me. He looks over at me flashing a gorgeous smile. "Hi I'm Harry." He has an accent oh my gosh ugh what I'm I doing stop. "Hi I'm Shane."

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do you think harry can help her stand up to sam.

Awww Harry is finally in the story.
So I picture Shane as Selena Gomez if you were curious.

Sorry she had to get raped but its part of the story and she wouldn't be scared to love if this didn't happen so sorry.

Asdfghjkl you guys I have over 40 reads I know that's not a lot but it makes me feel great so thanks for reading. Comment what you think if my story or what you think will happen next.
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