"Alright if you say so." Jessalyn said.

"Can we just drop it please? He isn't interested in me like that. I know you think he probably is, but I don't see how he could be." I said.

"Are you kidding me? You are so pretty!" Jessalyn told me.

"Pretty ugly you mean. No guy has ever been interested in me. Not romantically anyway. The only guys who like me even as a friend are gay. Which they are some of my nicest friends if I'm being at all honest. But someone like Emmett, who is built and nice and cares about people at large, does not like me." I told her.

She didn't say anything for a minute. Maybe she finally got the picture. I knew I could never land a guy like that in a million years. I'd love to get a guy like him. I day dream about a guy like him falling for me on a daily basis. The fact was, I just knew it would never happen in my life.

"Why do you think you'd never get someone like Emmett?" Jessalyn asked me.

"Do you really need me to tell you? Do you really want to hear my answer? I mean it's not like it's not obvious." I said.

"I really want to know why you think you won't get someone like him. What is keeping you from thinking that you can't get him?" She asked.

"It's because I'm not beautiful enough. Hell! I'm not even pretty enough for a guy like him. Would I like to be with a guy like that? Yes, because he is handsome and sweet. Will I ever ask him out? No, because I know I will be rejected. I'm not pretty, I'm not smart, I'm not confident and I am not special in anyway whatsoever. That's why I KNOW I won't get him." I ranted to Jessalyn.

She didn't say anything again. I hope she finally realized why I never have a chance with guys. All the things I said about myself were true. Jessalyn was the exact opposite of me. She had beauty, smarts, confidence and she was unique in her own way. I knew I didn't have any special talents or anything else to offer. I was destined to be alone. I have realized this a long time ago and have come to accept that.

"You are wrong you know." Jessalyn spoke as she stopped the car.

"Sure I am. Listen, thanks for coming to get me. Here. Take this as some gas money. I'll see you later." I said, handing her fifteen dollars.

"Thanks. Any time for my new bestie." Jessalyn said with a smile and a wink.

I half smiled back before getting out of the car. I walked into the dorm building and had my school ID ready. I handed it to the guy running the front desk tonight. He handed it back after he signed me in. I told him thanks and to have a nice night. I went over and pushed the button for the elevator. The doors opened and I pushed the button for the fourth floor. Once I got there, I walked three doors down to my room and went in.

As soon as I walked in I noticed a funny smell. I looked around for a second. It didn't take long to notice a guy sitting on my roommate's bed. I wasn't sure, but I think this was her boyfriend. I'm pretty sure she told me his name was Greg. I looked at him and he stared back.

"Hi. My name is Brittlyn. Where is Kasey?" I asked.

"Kasey was called out for a little while. Said she had to run home to get some stuff from her parents place. She left about ten minutes ago. My names Greg." He told me.

"Do you know when she'll be back?" I asked.

"No. I do know I am very attracted to you right now though. I'd love to get to know you a little better." Greg said, flashing a devious smile.

I was starting to feel uneasy about him being here. I didn't know whether to go get help or not. I didn't want my roommate to be pissed at me because I got her boyfriend thrown out of the dorm. Also I didn't want to be left alone with him either with the way he was acting or the way it smelled in here. I only hoped Kasey would be back soon.

That's when I went to my little chest of drawers to pick out some pajamas to wear and some new underwear to put on. As I was distracted by this, Greg had come up behind me. He put his hands on my hips and started pressing me against the dresser. I also felt him press his nose to my hair. I could hear and feel him smelling it.

I tried pushing him away, but he only fought to keep me pinned up against the dresser. He whispered for me to be a good girl and he wouldn't take long. I felt horrified at what was about to happen. He had slipped a hand up my shirt. His other hand was working m pants and underwear down enough for him to rape me. Luckily before he could get too far with it Kasey walked in.

"Greg, what the hell are you doing to Brittlyn?!" She half screamed in horror.

My face must have mirrored how she felt. She looked at me and then went for help. Greg was quick to zip his pants up before he stuck his hand down my pants to feel me in another place. Before he could finish I was crying and Kasey had come back with help. An older lady who happened to be in charge of our floor was in the doorway in front of Kasey. This older lady had ran towards Greg to knock him down.

It worked too. He fell over like a ton of bricks. I was freed from him. I ran over to Kasey in hopes that I could just be away from Greg. Kasey stared at me. I could see she wanted to hug me and I allowed it by hugging her first. I hoped she'd break up with this guy and learn leave him alone. The lady that came to help took Greg down to the front desk, or tried to, but he broke free of her grip and ran off.

Over the next few days, we were told that not only campus police were keeping an eye out for Greg, but so weren't the city police. I hoped that they'd catch him soon. I kept my mace ready at all times in case he tried to come out of hiding to attack or anything. I was so nervous about it that I was barely able to focus on my school work. I didn't even talk to anyone after class since that night.

A couple of weeks had passed since the incident. I hadn't completely forgotten it, but it was in the back of mind and was nearly gone. I had focused more on my school work and was trying to pay attention in class. I was so focused that I was usually one of the first people to leave when class was over.

Although on Wednesday I did have a late class. It started at about six in the evening. It didn't end until nine at night. It was a religious studies class. I was always the last one before the professor to leave that class. I would normally call and talk to my mother as I walked home from this class, but ever since we fought when I was at the Cullen's home, I hadn't talked to her. I didn't even get my mace out because I wasn't thinking about the possible dangers that could've been out. I was too preoccupied by the assignment we were given for next week's class.

I felt two big arms wrap around me. One was around my waist while the other was around my neck. I was terrified and had an accelerated heart rate. I didn't know who had me and I was frozen. In this moment I thought I would possibly be dying. I only wished if I were dying that this man would do it quickly so I didn't feel a single thing.

"Hello beautiful. Remember me?" The man asked.

It took me a moment to realize it was Greg. Where did he come from? Why did he grab me of all people? I was a little confused as to why he was grabbing. Then I realized that he had me for one reason. The thoughts that I had pushed to the back of my head had come to the forefront. Greg was about to rape me.

"Yes." Was all I could say.

"Good. Do you remember the unfinished business that we have?" He asked.

I nodded. This was it. I was finally going to be raped. I was going to be ruined for anyone ever. Not that I ever had much of a chance beforehand, but now I knew I was never going to find anyone. I wished I were dead instead of taking this.

Within a matter of ten minutes, Greg had assaulted me. He managed to take full advantage of me and I couldn't do anything but take it. When he was done, I laid there until he was gone. He told me not to tell anyone of this or else he'd come back for more. I thoroughly believed him. I would never tell anyone about this.

When I was sure that he was gone, I got up to fix my clothes and hair. I wanted everything to seem normal to those who were going to see me. I picked up my book bag and started walking in the direction or my dorm. I was so horrified and so flustered by what happened I wouldn't have noticed anything else around me. My brain had switched to cruise control. I was able to get back to the dorm, get signed in and get up to my room before I even realized I was there.

I came to when Kasey said my name.

"Brittlyn, are you ok? You don't look so well." She said.

"I am fine." I said in a hoarse voice.

When I heard myself speak I didn't even sound convinced. I was not fine and I was on the verge of hysterics. I didn't and couldn't have a breakdown in front of Kasey. I couldn't worry her. It would frighten her too much.

"He just got to you didn't he?" She asked with wide eyed horror.

I nodded as tears broke over the edges of my bottom lid. I blinked and immediately fell to the ground. I had finally processed in that moment what had really happened to me. I knew this wasn't going to help me with Emmett.

Emmett. I hadn't spoken to him since I was with him that night. I hadn't really even spoke to his mom. I made the decision then to avoid him altogether now. I couldn't let him touch me after what happened tonight.

Once I had finally calmed down, I noticed Kasey had brought me help. It was the same lady as a few weeks ago. She had asked me what happened. I told her as little as possible that would be helpful to her. She said she would write out a report and send it to the police as soon as she could. I nodded and stood up. I went to get some pajamas and underwear. I had to go shower because I felt disgusting. I needed to scrub my skin as much as I possibly could to get clean again. I was truly ruined.