I sat in the car quietly not daring to look up at Joshia. Joshia was my boyfriend and I knew he was the right one. He was a drunk driver and I almost died because of him. My mother warned me not to date some jerk who would always be drunk and party all the time. Back then I ignored the warnings all my friends and family said because I knew he loved me and always would. But I was wrong!
_FLASHBACK_
I sat down watching TV the news on.
"Hey babe!" Joshia whispered grinning.
"Hey..." I sigh tired.
I jump when he starts grabbing my waist.
"Joshia REALLY?" I giggle.
"Hush!" He smiles dragging me to my room.
I sit on my bed waiting as he looks through my drawer grabbing one of my bras.
I giggle even harder. Then my smile drops as he starts to rip my dress off me.
"What are you...?" Before I knew it I was half naked my bra and undies showing. Blushing I try to scoot away from him.
"Umm...Joshia...W-w-what are y-y-" I stutter.
He starts ripping off my underwear his smile becoming evil.
"Please STOP! PLEASE!" I cry.
He pins me down and starts staring at my butt his smile even bigger. I blush harder.
OH MY GOD IS HE RAPING ME?
I struggle from under him and run for the home phone and start calling the only boys I've trusted.
"Hello?" A boy sighs.
"Kendall! Hey it's me Harper! PLEASE COME OVER HERE NOW!" I scream.
"Harper what's-" He suddenly sounded scared.
"PLEASE! IT'S-" Before I could finish I felt big hands grab my waist tossing me over his shoulder.
"PLEASE STOP!" I screamed.
"HARPER! WHAT'S GOING ON!" Kendall yelled to then realize I was gone.
I was raped...