So this story has been inspired by my surroundings. In the past couple of weeks there has been at least five rapes where I study. Sadly it happens a lot where I live. People think all raped people act the same but they all respond to it differently and this is one that I know of. I hope you like the story and seriously if it happens where you live carry both a pepper spray and a taser, comes in handy.

Chapter 1: Taking a Walk

I sat on the bright orange couch with my legs on my brother's lap almost reaching my boyfriend's. I hated being angry, but I couldn't help it. I love James, but I hate being a secret for the sake of my brother. Sometimes I can't help but think that he might be using me just to have someone care about him because for everyone else is stupid the idea of a 16 year old and a 20 year old together. Specially him, all the girls, gay guys and even some straight guys drool when he walks by.

"Hey sis, movie's over." Kendall said shaking me out of my thoughts. "You okay?" He asked concerned.

"Yeah, just peachy." I snapped at him, glare included, and got off the couch making my way to the door.

"Kates, come back." James said jumping to my side looking confused.

"Leave me the frog alone James." I said switching the adequate cuss word with a nicer one to spare myself another lecture from Kendall.

I pushed James to the side and left the apartment. I decided to walk over to the abandoned park. It was a little far from the Palm Woods, but at least it gave me more time to think.

It was almost the end of the afternoon. In about an hour and a half the sun will set and the night will come.

Lately I felt James distant; actually it started when that exchange student came to live with us. Can't blame him though. She was beautiful, funny, outgoing and last but not least: British. She said she was a fan of BTR and all the guys got excited because she kept her cool and didn't go all crazy over them. They wanted to impress her, they showed off their best qualities, James' were his voice and body. I had confronted him about it but he had said it was just so the boys wouldn't suspect, but the whole thing about them hanging out alone told me otherwise. I didn't want to be one of those needy girlfriends, but it felt he cared more about his hair than me.

I woke up in a strange place. It wasn't my room, or my brother's, or in the Palm Woods for that matter. Looked like a cheap motel and it smelled terrible. I felt myself naked under the covers and when I looked to my left my clothes were on the nightstand neatly folded. I uncovered myself but spotted a red stain on the sheets. I quickly went into the bathroom. I wasn't on my period, but felt a lot of pain between my legs. I took a shower realizing what had happened. I felt so dirty, so guilty. I told James no a lot of times, wanting to wait at least til I was 18. I wanted it to be special, something amazing to remember, now it's gone.

I got out and got dressed; I wanted to just go home and cry. It took me a while to know which direction was the Palm Woods. I walked as fast as I could, feeling a burn in between my legs.

I felt my archaic cellphone vibrate signaling I had a text. I took it out of my pocked and flipped it open; it was from Kyle.

You were amazing last night, too bad James will never experience that.

I started to run until I reached the Palm Woods. I saw Kyle sitting casually in the lobby, he smiled. I sent a glare his way and continued towards 2J. I opened the door and saw my mom and my brother looking worried and tired.

"Katie!" Kendall exclaimed walking over to me. He was about to hug me when this feeling inside me snapped. I had this feeling that if he hugged me he would smell him.

"Stay away from me!" I yelled and ran inside the bathroom. I caught a glance of James coming out of his room. I shut the door and locked it. I needed to take another shower.