Justin looked over at me from across the room and smiled. He was my boyfriend’s best friend and this was his party.
“Great Party,” I shouted over to him.
“Thanks,” he said and smiled again.
I smiled back at him and took another sip of my drink. I looked around and saw my boyfriend Joey sitting with his friend Chris, doing shots. I shook my head knowing that Joey can’t hold his liquor very good.
Justin walked over to me and said, “Look, it’s the biggest slut in the whole world.”
I don’t know why, but ever since Joey and I started dating, Justin always calls me a slut, either to me or behind me back. I playfully punched him in the stomach and watched him fall onto the couch.
“Hopefully he’s dead,” Kristy said jokingly.
“Hey,” Justin said and kissed her on the lips. They’ve been going out longer than Joey and I, but it seems like they just started to go out. They’ve been very shy with each other and take their time.
“Hey Justin, we’re low on beer,” Lance said as he walked closer to us.
“Okay, I’ll be right back babe,” he said and kissed her on the cheek.
“Bye,” she said as he walked away.
It had been half an hour since he went to go get beer, and I was a little worried. Justin was the type to go a bit crazy. Kristy wasn’t worried though because she was smashed. In the short time he left, she had a ton of drinks.
I sighed and sat down. I was mad at Joey because he never even noticed me tonight. I got my hair permed and he didn’t notice. I was wearing a new outfit, a short black skirt and a maroon v-neck top.
I walked upstairs and found a bathroom, but it was occupied. I walked up another pair of stairs and looked around.
“Hey,” I heard someone say.
I swung around and there stood Justin. “What are you doing? I asked him.
“Nothing why?”
“Aren’t you supposed to get beer?”
“Yeah, but we already got it.”
“Oh,” I said.
“Can I show you something?”
“Sure,” I said.
“It’s in my room.”
“Okay,” I said as he led me into his room. I sat down on his bed and watched him close the door and lock it.
“Why’d you lock the door?”
“Because I don’t want Kristy to walk in here.”
“Okay,” I said thinking he was gonna show me something he bought for Kristy.
“Here,” he said and handed me a box.
It contained a diamond necklace, it was beautiful. “Wow...Justin, she’s gonna love this.”
“Huh?” he said confused.
“I said, Kristy’s gonna love this.”
“But it not for Kristy.”
“What?” I said, puzzled. He smiled and put it on me. “Justin, we can’t, you can’t...”
He cut me off by placing his lips onto mine. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted him to do that. I’ve always had a crush on him...but he can’t, I’m with Joey, and he’s with Kristy. Pushed him off me and said, “We can’t.”
He smirked and kissed me again, this time I couldn’t push him away. He pulled me down onto his bed and held my hands above my head. This scared me; no one has ever done this to me.
He then tried to stick his tongue in my mouth. I slammed down my teeth on his tongue and pushed him away. “You dumb bitch,” he said and slapped me across the face.
I saw blood dripping from his mouth. He lowered his face to mine again and I saw this look in his eyes, one that I’ve never seen before, but I know I’ll never forget.
He kissed me again and stuck his tongue back in the mouth. This time I didn’t do anything because I was afraid of what he would do to me if I did. His hands roughly groped me. He took off my shirt and undid my bra.
“Please Justin, stop,” I said as tears cascaded down my face.
He ignored me and kept going. He put his cold hands up my skirt. His disgusting, perverted hands found their way past my underwear, and a shriek escaped my throat as he shoved a finger inside of me.
“Stop,” I choked out, “Why are you doing this?”
“Because you deserve this,” he said and I heard him undo his pants. I cried out, afraid of what was coming next. Unfortunately I knew what was going on. He slammed himself into me and I felt my skin rip as he did so. He began to pump himself and I could feel that everything down there was torn.
After he was done, he got dressed and said, ”Don’t you dare tell anyone about this or I’m gonna kill you.”
I somehow managed to shake my head through all the pain that was coursing through my body. I got dress after he left and noticed the amount of blood I lost.
I left that house as quickly as I could; I walked down the street and held my arms. I wasn’t wearing a jacket and it was in the dead of winter. I could feel my knees giving out and myself falling onto the hard, cold, cement road. I slowly lost consciousness as a car pulled over. I don’t remember what happened next.
I never pressed charges, I was afraid I guess. I left that town as soon as it happened. Justin never told anyone what happened, and neither did I. Unfortunately, I will never ever be able to trust anyone again.
