WARNING! this story is intended for mature audiences.
TRIGGER WARNING- discussion of sexual assault.
It's officially time. People start entering. For every person that enters I take another shot. I'm gonna get wasted. I go grab a bottle of whiskey and start drinking. I go sit on the couch watching people enter, grab drinks, and talk. I see Brian enter. He's Chad's best friend. In 7th grade he kissed me. I rejected him afterward. It wasn't that I didn't think he was hot... it's just that, well... My mom has my whole life planned out. Go to school, marry Chad, take over the throne, have kids, die. And if I differ from it, I don't know, I'd probably get disowned.
"Hey, Brian!" I say as I walk over.
"Hey, Audrey! You look stunning as always!" he says.
"Aww, thanks!" I say, showing off my pink body con dress with glitter and a lot v-neck.
"So, how have you been?"
"Good... good."
"That's good" He says, as he looks around the room. He points to someone. "Hey, is that Stella?" he says. SHIT, she actually came?? I'm having some serious flash backs. I take another drink from my bottle and head over.
"Hi! Welcome" I say trying to stand up and act as sober as possible. I go over to the counter and pour some vodka into my whiskey. Wow this tastes like shit. But shit, that will make me feel better. I see Stella walk over to the beer pong game. She's good. My vision gets blocked by Chad, sitting down. I start to chug my drink. I sit, having basic conversations with people trying not to pass out. I start to feel light headed and I get really sleepy. I finish my drink.
"Hey Audrey, are you ok?" Stella asks. I can't tell whether she's being rude or caring.
"I'm fiiiineeee" I say. My words are all slurred and long. "Hey Brian, hold my drink. I have to take a piss." then I strut away. I make it halfway to my bathroom before collapsing on my bed passed out.
I open my eyes to see I'm sitting in a living room decorated with birthday decorations. I look out to see... Am I in hell? I look to my right, into the dining hall to see fourteen year me at Stella's birthday party. I see Lucifer (Stella's dad) enter. He puts his right at my waist as he grabs the plates.
"Can't forget these!" he says. I walk to the table, and watch as the party goes on. Then I see it happen. Young me walks to the restroom, and he follows after. I enter promptly. I watch as while I'm washing his hands he walks in and gropes me. He pulls my shirt up, and then he starts to take his pants off.
"I won't tell if you don't tell" he says smiling. I try to imply I'm uncomfortable but it doesn't work. Young me punches him across the face and runs out crying. I exit afterward. She tries to explain what happens to Stella, but no one believes her.
"YOU'RE A LIAR!" She says. "MY DAD WOULD NEVER!" She yells right as she slaps young me.
I wake up because I feel pressure on my arms. I feel my panties ripped off and I open my eyes to see Brian over me. I look down, to see his pants down. I try to scream and get up but I can't. I try pushing him off but for every push I make he pushes ten times harder. I don't have enough strength to get up or talk. I feel him enter me. I start crying. I can't do anything. I feel so powerless. As he continues mu mind gets darker and darker. Did I do this? Why me? What did I do to deserve this? He finally finishes. I still can't move. It's as if my body is in shock. My mind is darting around but my body is movement less.