tw: very content heavy, read with caution
Still One Year Ago
"What do you mean 'no', Tyler? That's not up to you, so leave me alone, I'm going to find Jay," I responded pulling his arm off of me.
His whole demeanour suddenly changed, from a dark one to a remorseful one, and he looked at me with a hopeful expression,
"Sorry baby, I didn't mean it like that. The drinks are just really hitting me all at once right now, and I wanna spend time with you. Can we go talk somewhere?"
I knew there was no use arguing with Tyler, or denying him what he was asking of me, because if I did, I'd have to put up with his subtle complaints for the next week.
"Fine, we can go talk if you really want to," I decided; against my better judgement that was telling me I didn't want to put up with a drunk Tyler today.
He grabbed my hand in his and started pulling me towards one of the rooms at the other end of Jayden's basement.
He led us hand-in-hand down the hall, towards the dimmed light that was escaping from under the closed door of Jayden's small media room.
He twisted open the doorknob to reveal two random people hooking up on the couch at the far end of the room.
Instead of backing away and not disturbing the obviously private... interaction, Tyler just walked up to them with my hand still in tow, and growled,
"Get the fuck out of here right now I need to spend some time with my girl."
The couple looked over at us with flushed cheeks, and the expression on Tyler's drunk face alone, was enough for them to scramble up and listen to his command.
As the couple walked out of the room together, Tyler pulled us to the small space in between the coffee table and the couch, and sat down on the dark carpeted floor.
"So, what do you want to talk about that we need to be alone for?" I said as I joined him on the ground.
Without responding to my question, Tyler pressed my back up against the base of the couch, and brought his lips to my neck.
He started to pepper the edges of my jawline with little kisses, but wasted no time in biting down on the skin just above my collarbone, like he had done so many times before.
I pushed his face away, not in the mood for this right now, especially when Tyler was clearly drunk off his ass.
"Ty, stop it. Did you actually want to talk to me, or have you just wanted to makeout this whole time?"
He grumbled at the fact that I had pushed him away, "Why can't you just let me kiss you? Is Liam right? That I'll never get some?" He slurred, hot breath extremely close to my face.
What the fuck was up his ass today? Usually Tyler was the sweetest, most respectful guy I knew.
"Okay, I'm not entertaining this right now. Get out of my way, I'm going to go find Jay," I said, a disgusted expression written all over my face.
"No baby, just stayyy," he whined, pressing his lips against mine, urging my mouth open with his tongue.
I grunted in protest and turned my face to the side, until his lips were no longer on mine.
This only prompted him to grab one of my wrists in each of his hands, and shove me down into a lying position on the floor right underneath him.
His hands stayed in a firm hold on my wrists which were placed on either side of my head.
He climbed on top of me until he was almost straddling my waist, and leaned in close to continue the kissing he had been doing before.
"Tyler, get off me now! I don't want to do this right now!" I struggled against his hold on me, trying to get my body out from under his, which proved to be no use.
Not for the first time in my life, I cursed my small 5'3" figure, which had never been a benefit to me.
"Shut up you ungrateful bitch!" He shouted suddenly, his quick change in tone shocking me.
"I'm so sick and tired of this shit! I asked you out because you were new at Central and only a sophomore. But now we've been dating for 5 months, you're finally a junior, but you still refuse to have sex with me? Do you know how much shit I get from the guys about that? They told me to never ask you out cause I wouldn't get any pussy, but I didn't listen. And you don't even know how good it would be for you because you're so fucking stubborn! WELL I'M DONE PUTTING UP WITH YOUR SHIT!" He screamed, hot panting breaths that smelt of rum, panning over my face.
I cowered in his grasp at those words, knowing that he had obviously had these feelings for a long time, but I had failed to see it, because of how excited I was to be in a relationship for the first time.
My heart started to race as Tyler once again brought his lips to mine, this time actually forcing them open with his tongue.
I squirmed under his hold that had not weakened at all, and tried to shut my mouth. He released his lips from mine, but only to speak.
"Now you're going to shut up and take it, and you're going to like it. Don't talk either," he demanded, his brown eyes turning several shades darker in less than a second.
My pounding heart wasn't the only indicator of how terrified I was increasingly feeling- a chill flew up the back of my spine, despite how much I was sweating, and my vision was also starting to become quite blurry.
"Please Ty. Just stop it," I whimpered, in hopes that he would release me from this nightmare.
"I told you not to talk, you bitch!"
At this, he removed a hand from one of my wrists and reached down to take off his belt.
He brought the belt up to my wrists and began to fasten them in a hold with one of the couch's legs.
I began to thrash my arms as I realized what he was doing, but they were already tightly fastened to the couch leg.
I opened my mouth to scream for help, hoping someone would hear me over the music that was still blaring through the shut door.
But before I could even get a scream out, Tyler clamped a hand over my mouth until I could barely stifle out a breath.
Tears began to form at the corners of my eyes as I laid there helplessly, watching Tyler unzip the fly of his jeans with his only free hand.
He pulled them down his leg, until he was only in his black boxers and football jersey, tossing the pants aside.
He then moved to unzip my hoodie, as the tears were now relentlessly streaming down my face.
"Oh baby, see how hard your nips are right now?" He asked as he unclasped my bra and discarded it along with my hoodie.
"That means you want me. Don't worry, I'll give it to you so soon baby. So, so, soon."
Tyler smiled, as I lay completely bare in my chest, wishing I could scream at him that this was the worst moment of my life.
He leaned over and pressed his body down on me, and I could feel his throbbing dick shoved against my core.
I tried to ignore everything that was happening at the moment by clamping my eyes shut, but even in my mind, all I could see was Tyler's face hovering over me.
He tilted his head to the left and began to suck on my exposed boob, and as I tried to writhe away, he bit down hard enough that I screamed through his hand.
"Stop resisting or I'll bite you harder next time," he slurred in a much more calm, in-control tone than earlier.
I had never felt so desperate in all my life. I needed to escape his hold, this boy I had trusted with my heart, because he was actually assaulting me.
Maybe, if I hadn't been so scared to have sex, this would have been a much more pleasant experience.
But I had been too fucking scared, and now this is what happened. I hated no one more than myself in this horrible moment.
Tyler brought his face up from my boob, and shifted down until he was hovering over my core. He stuck his hand in the waistband of my pants and slowly pulled them down until I was just in my underwear.
I frantically arched my back, trying to prevent what I knew was about to happen, but I only ended up allowing Tyler to place a hand on my lower back.
He pulled my core towards his face, using the hand on my back, and his tongue hungrily reached down into my underwear.
He licked around the elastic waistband of the cheap material, until eventually, he pulled them down my legs.
I now lay completely naked, as I cried, my head feeling as if it were spinning in circles around me.
Tyler forcefully pried open my legs with his knees, and placed his body in between them, seemingly uncaring as to how distressed I clearly was.
He removed his boxers, so his jersey was the only thing covering him, and leaned in to whisper in my ear, "This is the best part baby."
That's the last thing I remember before everything went black.
When I finally came to, I was completely confused about my surroundings. For two blissful seconds, I forgot all about the events that had transpired last night. But then it all came rushing back.
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His hot, panting, breaths that stunk of cheap rum and beer.
His belt, fastening my wrists painfully tight against the couch leg.
His eyes, dark and uncaring as he acted like my sole purpose was to give him what he wanted.
His horrible words, whispering into my ear how grateful I should be.
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But worst of all- the emptiness that I had when it was all over. How worthless he left me feeling.
No regard to me, a human being, instead of just a body for his complete pleasure that could be easily disposed of.
I had spent five months of my life constantly reminding myself how lucky I was to have a guy like Tyler; a guy who liked me for me, when I had never had that type of attention before.
If I just hadn't been so fucking scared. Maybe Tyler would still love me, and we would be having a good time right now.
A loud crashing sound outside the media room door brought me back to reality.
I looked down and realized I was fully clothed and lying on the couch, with Tyler nowhere to be seen.
I reached my hand into my pocket in search of my phone, but it wasn't there, so I must have misplaced it earlier.
I slowly got up off the couch, trying not to let all the blood rush to my head, and began to walk to the door when it flung open revealing a wide-eyed Jayden staring back at me.
"Oh my God, Kinny! I've been looking everywhere for you. I met the hottest girl who I'm like pretty much in love with, and I swear she likes me back. I wanted to tell you about it so bad but I had no clue where you were. Tyler left at like 2am, but when I asked him, he said you guys weren't together all night. So then I called you like at least 40 ti-"
She must have noticed the expression on my face, as she stopped rambling and asked, "Hey Kinny, are you alright?"
And that's when I lost it.
I wanted to tell her everything. But she would think so bad of me, I just couldn't.
As the tears began to form at the corners of my eyes, Jayden rushed over and pulled me into a massive bear hug.
I started sobbing, a thousand emotions running through me as Jayden held on to me tight. We sank to the floor, still in an embrace, and for the first time since last night, I felt safe.
Safe in my best friend's arms, as I silently poured my heart out, knowing she was always there for me.
Always.
Author's Note
this chapter was super content heavy so hopefully no one who it would hurt ended up reading it.
comment any of ur thoughts (not the mean ones pls lol)
tpwk everyone :))