WARNING! this story is intended for mature audiences only! this chapter depicts actions of sexual assault. This is your trigger warning.
Later that night at the party...
"Hi! Welcome!" Audrey says smiling. It seems so fake. But, I mean what can you expect from a hollow Barbie doll? I walk over to the kitchen counter and grab a drink. This place is filled to the brim with sweaty jocks and airhead cheerleaders. One drink, two drinks, three drinks. At this point I'm tipsy and decide to head over and play beer pong. About 2 drinks in I see Audrey finish a bottle of whisky on the couch, and she goes to pour herself another drink.
"Audrey, are you ok?" I ask.
"I'm greeeaaat!" she responds. Her words are slurred and she can barely stand up straight. "Hey, Brian? Mind holding my drink? I have to take a piss" she says as she wobbles off tripping over her own feet. I turn around and continue playing. For some weird reason I feel worried for her. Whatever the case is, I ignore the thoughts in my head for a few rounds until...
*urp*
I feel my breakfast coming up. I run into Audrey's room and into her restroom. As I run by, I catch a glance of Audrey passed out on her bed. I begin to puke. As I stop I hear the door open. It's Brian. "What is he doing here?" I say to myself.
"Yo, bro good luck getting your wood wet." Chad remarks from the other room. He's laughing, and Brian closes and locks it. Shit. I try to open the door but its jammed shut. SHIT. SHIT. SHIT.
"Len way magicay." I try to use a teleportation spell but I'm too drunk to use magic, and I can't push the door open. I'm stuck. I peer under the door. I can't see much, but I can see Audrey's panties thrown and I hear rustling. I start to go into shock. I can't help her. Fuck me. I start to cry silently. Why am I crying? She... God, as much as I hate her, she doesn't deserve this. If only I hadn't drank this much. I finally get the door open, just in time to miss Brian. I sneak out as quietly as possible then I get the hell out of that party.