Hey it's girlwednesday. After writing reflections I've currently had a Jart overload so this one is in Tilly's point of view.

Chapter Seven: A New Lease Of Life

Tilly POV

I sat staring into space outside MOBs, bored out of my mind. Everyone else was out for the night on dates with their partners all with the exception of me.
I finished the final dregs of my smoothie, some sort of berry concoction, sickly sweet and not something I would usually drink, same went for the unappetizing cherry muffin that sat untouched in front of me.
Over the far side of the village I spotted Ruby and Esther giggling away about something, no doubted discussing the details of Ruby's upcoming date with Jono. Me and Esther were close once but I hardly see her now, she has moved on. Not that I have much right to complain about this I was the one the called things off and quite rightfully I was starting at a new college, I didn't want to be tied down in a relationship with someone who i had just met.
I sighed deeply to myself, if I was to be totally honest I would look back and say I was lonely. It seems ridiculous really all my life I had prided myself upon being fiercely independent and capable of standing on my own two feet.
"Cheer up lass, it might never happen." Came a male voice from behind me.
Startled I turned around in my seat to face the voice. As I observed him I didn't recognise him. There wasn't anything about him that particularly stood out, he was about average height, his hair was dark, blue sort of greyish eyes and I would place him in his thirties the only thing that a person would spot was his suit which hinted he was some sort of business man.
"Excuse me?" I asked a little surprised by his direct approach.
"Well you don't look to happy from where I'm stood." He smiled his voice filled with concern.
"I'm fine." I reassured as I painted on a false smile.
"How about I buy you a drink?" He offered as he gestured to the counter.
"You're barking up the wrong tree."
"How so?"
"I'm a lesbian." I quickly pointed out.
"Well now you have told me where I stand, can I buy you a drink?" He asked once more.
"Go on then." I accepted, I don't know what it was about him but he cheered me up with such ease.
"Another drink for the lady." He said to Darren over the counter.
"You do realise she's gay right"? Darren checked as he placed the appropriate ingredients in the blender.
"She has filled me in." He nodded as he handed over a five pound note before telling Darren to keep the change.
"So is this a regular occurrence buying strangers fruity drinks?" I joked as I sipped the beverage feeling relaxed within his company.
Before he had a chance to respond a set of hands covered my eyes and a familiar voice whispered "guess who". As I turned around I was met with none other than Jason Costello who I hadn't seen in ages since he moved to California.
"Oh my God Jase." I squealed as I jumped out of my seat and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Looks like someone's pleased to see me." He joked as he returned the hug.
"Oh Jase this is..." I went to introduce before realising I didn't know the man's name.
"We've met." Jason said cutting me off.
"Yes we bumped into each other literally." He chuckled.
"Yeah sorry I wasn't looking where I was going." Jason apologised embarrassed.
"No worries." He dismissed.
"So what are your plans whilst you're here?" I asked Jason excited to see him again.
"Well apparently something is up with Bart." He informed before rolling his eyes.
"Yeah he's been acting well weird."
"Well he can and you are going out." He declared as he pulled a flyer out of his jeans pocket.
I read the leaflet it was a student night at Chez Chez usually this was the SU bar's territory however since Callum's sister Ash started work there she has really breathed a new lease of life into the place.
"Sounds great." I agreed.
"Well let's go then." He excitedly encouraged before taking my hand and leading me in the direction of the club, neither of us were exactly dressed for clubbing but it didn't seem to bother Jason.
"Bye then." I waved to the man as I dropped the flyer to the ground and headed off with Jason.
Within half an hour we were in the club and it was packed to the seams with rowdy students on a wild rampage. The music played and the alcohol flowed. After hours of dancing and drinking me and Jason stumbled out of the club in a fit of giggles.
"Right I'm going to go crash on Mitzeee's sofa." Jason drunkenly slurred as he staggered off in the opposite direction.
"Bye then." He waved as I started to make my way home, in my drunken state I tripped and fell down onto the pavement landing on my ankle as I did so.
I screamed out in shock as I lay on the pavement before taking a sharp intake of breath through clenched teeth due to the throbbing pain in my ankle.
"Let me help you." Came a voice from above me. Quickly I looked up and stood in front of me was the same man from earlier offering his hand to help me up.
Gratefully I accepted it as he helped me to me to my feet balancing me weight against him as not to walk on the sprained ankle.
"C'mon I'll give you a lift home." He offered as he pulled me towards his car. Due to my alcohol impaired judgement and desire to get in out of the cold I accepted without a second for thought. If there was anything i had learnt living in Hollyoaks village over the past two years, was to never trust a stranger.
As we climbed in he turned on the radio and drove slowly away from the village, I gave him directions and he appeared to not take any notice as he drove way out in the opposite direction.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked as a feeling of panic arose within me.
"Just for a nice relaxing drive."
"Please let me out." I pleaded as the feeling of terror intensified.
He steered the car into the nearest lay by and brought in to a standstill. For a moment I was relieved yet this was short lived as I placed my hand on the door handle the locks shot up leaving me trapped.
"What are you doing?" I tearfully questioned as he placed his hand on my leg and ran his hand up it.
He undid his seat belt and got up close in my face and whispered.
"You may be a lesbian but I'm not picky." He snarled before he adjusted my seat so I was lying out flat.
I screamed yet no one heard me and no one came. He was merciless and uncaring as he ripped at my clothes and pinned down my arms.
I tried to fight yet he was overpowering and determined and he succeeded in his evil deed. Afterwards when he finished he drove me back to the village in silence before roughly pushing me out of the car.
"This will be our little secret, agreed?" He smiled before closing the door and driving off into the night.