He looks at the crying girl pressed up against the wall. "No hard feelings though." He mutters, a sick smirk on his face. "You've just been teasing a nigga all night, and I don't like that shit."

"B-but that gives you n-no right!" She cries, struggling. She was scared. She was scared for her life. She knew what he wanted, and she wasn't that easy. But she came here with her girls and they all had plenty drinks and she just had to take that dare…

"Don't worry." He mutters, leaning in close so she could smell the alcohol on his breath. She had sobered up quick. Once the cold air hit her bare back she knew it went too far. She regrets wearing this slutty dress. She just wanted to feel good about herself. She wanted to feel pretty for her boyfriend. "I'll go easy on you at first, so don't worry." He says, and more tears fall on her face.

"Please." Her voice came into a hoarse whisper. She couldn't scream. She was so scared. She didn't know what to do.

"You'll like it baby." He chuckles, pulling down the shorts she wore underneath and sliding her panties to the side. During this, he had let one of her hands go, and she used this to her advantage to try and push his face away, gaining strength.

"Let me go!" She yells. "Rape! Ah… Fire!" She yells at the top of her lungs. He growls under her hand, and uses one of his to slap her, silencing her yells to whimpers.

"Shut up!" He hisses as she cries. "If you wouldn't have came onto me, I wouldn't be forcing you to take responsibility to what you had started." He says and he drops his hands, unzipping his pants as he kept both of her wrists in his tight grip.

What happened next shouldn't come to a surprise. She didn't get a knight in shining armor to save her. No one would save her. She just couldn't help but hate herself as she heard his grunts. Tears slowly slid down her face as he brings himself to a finish, quickly pulling out to let the product of his orgasm fall to the ground, just as she did when he let her go.

"Don't worry, I ain't got no STD's or nothing doll. But thanks for the quick fuck, virgin." He cackles, leaving her disheveled and on the ground.

That's what she was. A virgin. She had completely forgot during her fear and numbness. That's what she felt. Numb. Numb as he walked off a wide smile on his face.

"Miss?" She had barely heard as she looked up, her eyes red from crying. How long had she stayed in one spot. "Oh my god, Aiyana?" The girl asked, frantic. Aiyana looked up, her eyes blank as she recognized the other girl. The two strawberry blonde pigtails had signaled who it was and Aiyana made eye contact with the jade green eyes of the girl.

"Aiyana? What happened? Where's Kendall and Samaya?" the green eyed girl asked. She couldn't place a name on the girl. "Where you…" The girl trailed off and Aiyana's eyes widen. She realized where she was, and what happened. Her eyes fill with tears once more and she looks around, sobs rising in her voice.

"I-I-I-I-I-I…" Aiyana stutters, crying. She then gets up, trying to stand and clothes herself fully. "He… he… oh my God." She sobs, fixing her clothes. She looks at the green eyed girl, fully recognizing her. "Jazmine, he… oh god…"

"I'll go get Ri-" Aiyana shook her head, covering her face.

"No. No please." She sobs, grabbing the sleeves of her dress tightly. "Don't leave me here." She all but whispers, breaking Jazmine's heart.

"Come on." She says, slowly placing a hand on Aiyana's shoulder, hoping not to scare her. Aiyana tried her best not to flinch, reminding herself it was just her friend. She tries to calm her breathing as they entered the club.

"Aiyana! We've been loo- oh my gawd, what happened?" Samaya was the first one in her face.

"Back up Samaya, we're looking for Riley."

"Was it that man?" Kendall asked, her voice as smooth as ever.

"It couldn't have been, Ken!" Samaya says, crossing her arms. Aiyana lowers her head.

"Please, I just wanna leave." She whispers, her voice sounding foreign to her. Jazmine closes her eyes and keeps the girl close to her as they search for the man in question.

When Aiyana came into his sight, he knew something was wrong. He had looked at the broken girl then at Jazmine, who was in tears.

"What's wrong." His husky voice says.

"I think that man…" Kendall says, then stops herself. "Aiyana, what happened baby?"

"I… I'm ok." Aiyana says, taking in a deep breath.

"Aiyana, you are not ok. I found you-"

"I think we should go home." Riley says, taking a step forward. He looks at Aiyana, his girlfriend. "Baby, are you-" Aiyana closes her eyes tightly, the way the man called her baby rung in her head.

"I'm fine. I just wanna go home."

They reached the house the four girls shared in silence. "Aiyana, do you want me to stay with you?" Riley asks, and she bites her lip.

"Riley, she's going through a tough time. I think we should all-"

"Jazmine." Aiyana spoke up, stopping her. "I'm ok." She says, before leaving the room. The rest watch her exit to her room, and Kendall looks at Samaya.

"This is all your fault." She hissed, and Samaya looked at her wide eyed.

"What?" She exclaims loudly, and Kendall narrowed her eyes.

"If you wouldn't had pressured her. You just had to make her more insecure than she already was, saying all of that stuff about Riley and how she could make-"

"Wait, what?" Riley asks, then looks at the two girls. "What happened?"

"Samaya thought it'd be a good idea to have Aiyana make you jealous." Kendall says, crossing her arms.

"Well, thanks snitch!" Samaya says, throwing up her hands.

"Samaya, this is too serious to be ignoring! I don't care if I'm a snitch or not right now, Aiyana might have gotten raped!" Kendall hissed, and Samaya rolled her eyes.

"She did get raped." Jazmine says quietly. "When I found her, she was near a small puddle of sperm and what looked like blood." Kendall places a hand to her heart and her eyes fill up with tears.

"Look! Look Samaya, if you hadn't pressured her-"

"I didn't pressure her to do shit!" Samaya says. "And what if she let him do it willingly?"

"Why would she?" Jazmine hisses harshly, taking the others aback. Riley's mind was reeling, so he didn't really take in what the others was saying, and Jazmine was getting fed up. "When she saw me, and I asked her if she might have gotten raped, I couldn't even finish my sentence because she had went into hysterics. She flinched from my touch! My touch!"

"She is a good actress. How many plays she been in?" Samaya passively asks, and Kendall narrows her eyes.

"You are such a bitch, you know that? Our friend is in her room suffering from a trauma, and here you are, acting totally fake, not wanting to take responsibility and acting childish!" Kendall says, throwing her hands up and walking off.

"I don't get why you guys aren't acting as if there isn't a possibility that she might be faking."

"Why would she fake this?" Jazmine says, and shakes her head. "Kendall, we need to take Aiyana to the police." She says louder, then looks at Riley. "You ok?"

"Imma kill this nigga for what he did to my girl." He mutters and Jazmine puts her head down and grabs his hand.

"Let's get to her first." She says, pulling him along.

"Ken, I'm telling you, I'm fine. Nothing happened."

"Please, Aiyana, let's just talk to the police anyway."

"I don't get why." She says, crossing her arms. She was still in the same dress, sitting on her bed and seemed to be looking past them.

"Just in case he hurt someone else, ok?" She says softly, holding out her hand. Aiyana looks at it, looking into Kendall's hazel eyes and soft smile and takes it. She doesn't say anything as Kendall leads her to the car, Riley and Jazmine following.