Author's note: Wendy is kind of snobby and easy in this story. She doesn't have the personality portrayed in the film. :) And here's chapter two:
The next morning, Erin woke Shana up, and both proceeded to get ready for school. "I doubt there's anything edible here, I'll get your breakfast while we walk," Erin told Shana.
At school, it was around fifth period. Erin went to the bathroom, and as she was washing her hands, Scott Lewis walked in the room. He took Erin's hand, "So I hear you're single now…" he said kissing Erin's neck. Erin tried to shrug away, but Scott kept kissing her. How could he even know? News travels fast in a small town, that's for sure, and the news of the breakup spread through the high school like a disease. With a small amount of force, Scott led Erin into a stall. She knew what was coming next. She didn't have the energy to scream or try and leave. Scott had always had a crush on her, even when he gained popularity and started hanging out with Ian's rich friends. Erin never liked Scott, even as a person. He unzipped his pants and started unbottoning Erin's jeans. Covering her mouth with one hand, and bracing himself against the wall of the stall with the other, he began to force himself inside her. With each of Scott's moans, and Erin's shielded sobs, came more pain. There were two girls in the bathroom, Ashley Halperin and Ashlyn Freund, who upon hearing this automatically thought it was two hormonal freaks, through the cracks in the door, they could see who it was. Gossip gets around fast.
Scott finished, and left Erin alone in the bathroom. She sunk down on the ground and began to cry. Ian would find out, and assume she hooked up with Scott, and the whole school would think she was a slut. She composed herself enough to get to her seventh period biology class, where she'd have to sit next to Ian.
Walking into the biology room, Erin could feel people staring at her. Just as she went to take her seat, Wendy burst through the door, pushed by Erin, grabbed the chair, and laid a sloppy, wet kiss on Ian. Erin tried to cover the hurt and shock painted across her face, and obviously failed. "What." Wendy hissed, "run along now, go find another seat. Ian's mine now…oh, I know, why don't you go sit next to your Bathroom Buddy Scott. Slut." Wendy finished. Erin turned to walk out the door, when she felt someone slap her butt. She turned around hatefully, to find that it was none other than Scott. She snapped. "DON'T EVER TOUCH ME. YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH! DON'T EVER COME NEAR ME AGAIN, OR I'LL MURDER YOU! YOU'RE A RAPIST, AND A SICK ASSHOLE! DO NOT EVER PUT YOUR HANDS ON ME AGAIN YOU SCUM!" Scott kept his mouth shut, some people laughed, some people stared at Erin in shock, and others stared at Ian, who had an unreadable expression. Erin ran to the bathroom, a different bathroom than she was just abused in, and reached in her bag. She pulled out the razor she swore she'd never touch again after Ian asked her out. She'd been so good, she hadn't done anything to herself in so long, but she needed to. It was the only relief she knew. That familiar rush of warm scarlet flooding the sink, the burning shiver that sped through her veins, it was comforting. At least it was to Erin.
Scott wasn't the first person to take advantage of her. Her dad's drinking buddies, Teresa's "friends," and her father himself, all decided to waste away Erin's body. Erin lost her virginity willingly to Ian when she was fifteen, the first time she was abused was after her father and his friends found out she wasn't a virgin.
