Chapter One
It all started when my family had a "neighborhood gathering", or a block party, for all the people in my neighborhood. Everyone came, and they all crammed into my family's backyard. They all talked, laughed, danced, flirted with people they liked, and basically were just having fun.
Everyone I knew was there. My new friend Jill and her parents, my boyfriend Peter and his mom Paris, Mrs. Bink, Chandler; the associate pastor at my dad's church, Sergeant Michaels; an old family friend my dad has known for years, Roxanne; another friend of Lucy and Kevin and Chandler's girlfriend; I'm not sure, there's so many people in Glen Oak, I just can't keep track of who's dating who, Cecilia; Simon's ex girlfriend, boy, I've really missed Simon since he left, I don't have anyone to talk to, being that Simon and I are only five years apart, we were really close, and still are, Martin; some kid in our neighborhood, Rabbi and Mrs. Glass; my oldest brother, Matt's mother and father-in-law, Lucy, Kevin, my mom, my dad, my twins brothers, Sam and David, heck, even my dog, Happy was there, Lou; some guy my dad has worked with for years, and basically everyone who pretty much lives in Glen Oak.
I myself really wasn't in the party mood, so I headed inside. I was just going to go up to my room and turn on some music, when I passed by Roxanne and Lucy, who were giggling like crazy. Another girly conversation between those two, I thought to myself, how interesting...not. I was just walking along when I heard what they were saying, and of course, I had a natural urge to snoop and see what their conversation topic was on.
"...Luce, I swear, he's the perfect match for me! I think, no I know, he's the one I'm going to marry one day!" Roxanne blurted on and on about some guy. Probably Chandler, a voice in my head told me. I had to agree, I'd seen those two together, talk about love. I don't see why he just doesn't propose to her and they get married and everyone lives happily ever after...or something like that.
"Ruthie!" I heard Lucy's angry voice, which broke my train of thought.
I turned around and faced her and Roxanne. "What?" I asked, hoping they didn't want to include me in their girly talk.
"Can you please NOT make it so obvious when you're snooping in on other's people's conversations! I mean, you could hide somewhere, or just mind your own business, whichever comes first!" Lucy warned me, I could tell she was annoyed at the fact I was listening in on one of her and Roxanne's "girly" conversations.
"Fine." I shot back. "Next time I'll mind my own damn business. In fact, I have no idea why I wanted to hear about how much you and Kevin have sex, or how much Roxanne's hopelessly in love with Chandler and won't let him propose to her, yet so constantly complains she wants him to." I then walked past a wide-eyed Lucy and Roxanne.
As I walked I heard someone say, "Hey Ruthie", to me. I turned around to see one of my neighbors, Doug Lane, looking at me. He was over by the buffet table my parents had set up. Doug was about Simon's age, seventeen or eighteen. He had extremely light blonde hair, almost white, with creepy- looking, piercing light blue eyes, and really pale skin. He kind of freaked me out, not so much by his looks but by his personality. The way he acted so calm all the time, and stared at people, and just acted weird and creepy in general. I tried to let my thoughts about him go as I walked over to him.
I approached him and stood by him, keeping a good distance away from him just in case...you never know. "Yeah?"
"You're looking kinda bored." He said, staring at me. God was he creeping me out. .
"I am, I hate these stupid "block parties"...they're boring as heck. It's more of a grown-up thing, where they talk and get to know each other, not so much a kid/teen thing; you know what I mean?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I get what you're saying, these block parties suck big time crap." Doug said in a creepy way; the tone of his voice freaked me out.
"Tell me about it." I replied.
"Hey, I have this secret place I go to unwind and, you know, chill." Doug told me.
"Really?" I asked him, still keeping my distance.
"Yeah, it's a cool little place where I go to sometimes, and I wanted to know if you wanna come with me next time I go there?" He asked me.
"Sure, why not." I answered, and then paused for a quick moment. "But when's next time?"
"Right now.' He said, moving towards me...yet I just stood there.
"Oh." I replied, still crept out.
"C'mon, are you coming with me or what!?" Doug asked, and then grabbed my arm and started to pull me.
He pulled me out of my backyard, and along the street, until we reached his house. He opened the front door. He pulled me into his house and up the stairs.
"The place is in your house?" I asked; a bit puzzled.
"Yep." He responded.
We then reached the door to his room. He opened his door and pulled me in his room and pushed me onto the bed. He sat down next to me and put his arm around me, causing me to be pulled closer to him.
"What are you doing?" I asked; I was starting to get kind of frightened.
"Baby, I've been checking you out for the longest time, and I am totally digging what I see." He answered creepily.
"But you're like eighteen, and I'm only thirteen...what could you possibly see in me?" I asked, trying to look for a way to get out of his room, and back to that lame...but safe party.
"Hell, who gives, I've noticed you're really mature for you're age, I like that." Doug said; a grin crept up onto his face.
"That's ok, I'm not your type." I said nervously. I tried to get away, but his arm was locked around me tightly.
"Oh yes you are, so let's get to fooling around, ok baby?" He said, and then he leaned in and kissed me with a hard force...and I didn't enjoy it.
I tried to get away. But he moved his arm off of me and climbed on top of my helpless body. He pulled two things out of his pocket. One was a condom. The other was some kind of injector thingy. I knew exactly what he was doing. He was going to use the injector to put some kind of drug that would make me weak, clueless, and senseless for a certain amount of time...two hours at the very most. He was then going to use the condom to have sex with me. I was scared. I screamed loudly, but he slapped me hard across the face. He then took the injector and injected the drug into my arm before I could fight back. And then, everything became blurry and my world went black...
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I woke up about two hours later, when the drug's effects had started to ware off. But I then remembered where I was. I was in Doug's room. Bed sheets covered my body, so I looked under them; I was naked. I screamed loudly, Doug ran into the room, he scowled angrily at me.
"I leave the room for five damn minutes to use the freaking bathroom, and your screaming like a you saw an fucking ghost, what gives?!" He screamed loudly at me.
"I screamed because of the fact that I'm naked in your bed!" I yelled back, not wanting him to see my tears.
"So, can I help the fact that you're a slut?!" He said, and then let out a cruel laugh.
"What are you talking about!? You tricked me into coming up here, you pushed me onto your bed, you drugged me, and YOU raped me!" I yelled; feeling tears of anger come to my eyes.
"Whatever, just leave!" He snapped. I opened my mouth to speak, but instead I decided to keep it shut, I jumped out of the bed and grabbed my clothes. I quickly put them back on. But, just I was about to leave the room...Doug stopped me. "And remember...if you tell anyone about this, you won't live to see tomorrow! Got it!?" He warned.
"Yes." I said shakily, and then ran out of that hellhole house as fast as possible.
I ran down the street and back to the party. I was freaked out. I was RAPED! Raped. Something that I never thought would happen to me. Why me? What did I do to deserve this? Was it God's way of punishing me for all of the snooping, lying, and blackmail I had done in the past? I know I'm not the perfect little girl. But why me? Why me? Why...I all of a sudden felt myself bump into someone.
I looked up; the person was taller than me. It was Chandler. He looked at me. "Sorry Ruthie, I wasn't watching where I was going." He said politely.
"That's ok." I said, and then tried to get past him...but he sensed I wasn't quite right.
"Are you ok?" Chandler asked me.
"Yes, I'm fine...why do you ask?" I asked.
"I don't know; you just seem spooked out." He inquired something was probably wrong, and something was wrong, really wrong...I had been raped. .
"Oh...uh...no! I'm fine, really, I'm fine!" Was what came out of my mouth, even though I wasn't fine...and I knew it.
"Ok." He said to me.
"Oh well, guess I'll see you later." I said, and started to walk off.
"Ok, bye." He replied, and turned around. I decided to follow him.
I made sure to be quiet as a mouse. That way he wouldn't hear me. He walked over to my dad. And then tapped him on the shoulder.
"Eric, can I talk to you?" Chandler asked my dad.
"What is it?" My dad asked him.
"It's Ruthie, I just bumped into her, and she seemed a little off. I was thinking you might want to keep an eye on her, she seemed spooked out by something." Chandler told my dad.
"Ok Chandler, thank you for being so concerned about Ruthie's well-being." My dad said.
"It's no problem." He said back to my dad.
I walked off; I decided to up to my room so I could let out my emotions there. I walked into my house, up the stairs, and all the way up to my attic-bedroom. I closed the door, and locked it. I turned on some music, and put the volume on high. While the music blasted, I cried loudly into my pillow, releasing my pain.
I still can't believe what happened to me. I was raped. Raped! How could I be raped?! Why ME!?
End Of Chapter One
AN: How is it? Better than the first one? I hope it is, that's why I wrote it, to be better than the first one. Please tell me what you think in reviews.
-Alexa
It all started when my family had a "neighborhood gathering", or a block party, for all the people in my neighborhood. Everyone came, and they all crammed into my family's backyard. They all talked, laughed, danced, flirted with people they liked, and basically were just having fun.
Everyone I knew was there. My new friend Jill and her parents, my boyfriend Peter and his mom Paris, Mrs. Bink, Chandler; the associate pastor at my dad's church, Sergeant Michaels; an old family friend my dad has known for years, Roxanne; another friend of Lucy and Kevin and Chandler's girlfriend; I'm not sure, there's so many people in Glen Oak, I just can't keep track of who's dating who, Cecilia; Simon's ex girlfriend, boy, I've really missed Simon since he left, I don't have anyone to talk to, being that Simon and I are only five years apart, we were really close, and still are, Martin; some kid in our neighborhood, Rabbi and Mrs. Glass; my oldest brother, Matt's mother and father-in-law, Lucy, Kevin, my mom, my dad, my twins brothers, Sam and David, heck, even my dog, Happy was there, Lou; some guy my dad has worked with for years, and basically everyone who pretty much lives in Glen Oak.
I myself really wasn't in the party mood, so I headed inside. I was just going to go up to my room and turn on some music, when I passed by Roxanne and Lucy, who were giggling like crazy. Another girly conversation between those two, I thought to myself, how interesting...not. I was just walking along when I heard what they were saying, and of course, I had a natural urge to snoop and see what their conversation topic was on.
"...Luce, I swear, he's the perfect match for me! I think, no I know, he's the one I'm going to marry one day!" Roxanne blurted on and on about some guy. Probably Chandler, a voice in my head told me. I had to agree, I'd seen those two together, talk about love. I don't see why he just doesn't propose to her and they get married and everyone lives happily ever after...or something like that.
"Ruthie!" I heard Lucy's angry voice, which broke my train of thought.
I turned around and faced her and Roxanne. "What?" I asked, hoping they didn't want to include me in their girly talk.
"Can you please NOT make it so obvious when you're snooping in on other's people's conversations! I mean, you could hide somewhere, or just mind your own business, whichever comes first!" Lucy warned me, I could tell she was annoyed at the fact I was listening in on one of her and Roxanne's "girly" conversations.
"Fine." I shot back. "Next time I'll mind my own damn business. In fact, I have no idea why I wanted to hear about how much you and Kevin have sex, or how much Roxanne's hopelessly in love with Chandler and won't let him propose to her, yet so constantly complains she wants him to." I then walked past a wide-eyed Lucy and Roxanne.
As I walked I heard someone say, "Hey Ruthie", to me. I turned around to see one of my neighbors, Doug Lane, looking at me. He was over by the buffet table my parents had set up. Doug was about Simon's age, seventeen or eighteen. He had extremely light blonde hair, almost white, with creepy- looking, piercing light blue eyes, and really pale skin. He kind of freaked me out, not so much by his looks but by his personality. The way he acted so calm all the time, and stared at people, and just acted weird and creepy in general. I tried to let my thoughts about him go as I walked over to him.
I approached him and stood by him, keeping a good distance away from him just in case...you never know. "Yeah?"
"You're looking kinda bored." He said, staring at me. God was he creeping me out. .
"I am, I hate these stupid "block parties"...they're boring as heck. It's more of a grown-up thing, where they talk and get to know each other, not so much a kid/teen thing; you know what I mean?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I get what you're saying, these block parties suck big time crap." Doug said in a creepy way; the tone of his voice freaked me out.
"Tell me about it." I replied.
"Hey, I have this secret place I go to unwind and, you know, chill." Doug told me.
"Really?" I asked him, still keeping my distance.
"Yeah, it's a cool little place where I go to sometimes, and I wanted to know if you wanna come with me next time I go there?" He asked me.
"Sure, why not." I answered, and then paused for a quick moment. "But when's next time?"
"Right now.' He said, moving towards me...yet I just stood there.
"Oh." I replied, still crept out.
"C'mon, are you coming with me or what!?" Doug asked, and then grabbed my arm and started to pull me.
He pulled me out of my backyard, and along the street, until we reached his house. He opened the front door. He pulled me into his house and up the stairs.
"The place is in your house?" I asked; a bit puzzled.
"Yep." He responded.
We then reached the door to his room. He opened his door and pulled me in his room and pushed me onto the bed. He sat down next to me and put his arm around me, causing me to be pulled closer to him.
"What are you doing?" I asked; I was starting to get kind of frightened.
"Baby, I've been checking you out for the longest time, and I am totally digging what I see." He answered creepily.
"But you're like eighteen, and I'm only thirteen...what could you possibly see in me?" I asked, trying to look for a way to get out of his room, and back to that lame...but safe party.
"Hell, who gives, I've noticed you're really mature for you're age, I like that." Doug said; a grin crept up onto his face.
"That's ok, I'm not your type." I said nervously. I tried to get away, but his arm was locked around me tightly.
"Oh yes you are, so let's get to fooling around, ok baby?" He said, and then he leaned in and kissed me with a hard force...and I didn't enjoy it.
I tried to get away. But he moved his arm off of me and climbed on top of my helpless body. He pulled two things out of his pocket. One was a condom. The other was some kind of injector thingy. I knew exactly what he was doing. He was going to use the injector to put some kind of drug that would make me weak, clueless, and senseless for a certain amount of time...two hours at the very most. He was then going to use the condom to have sex with me. I was scared. I screamed loudly, but he slapped me hard across the face. He then took the injector and injected the drug into my arm before I could fight back. And then, everything became blurry and my world went black...
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I woke up about two hours later, when the drug's effects had started to ware off. But I then remembered where I was. I was in Doug's room. Bed sheets covered my body, so I looked under them; I was naked. I screamed loudly, Doug ran into the room, he scowled angrily at me.
"I leave the room for five damn minutes to use the freaking bathroom, and your screaming like a you saw an fucking ghost, what gives?!" He screamed loudly at me.
"I screamed because of the fact that I'm naked in your bed!" I yelled back, not wanting him to see my tears.
"So, can I help the fact that you're a slut?!" He said, and then let out a cruel laugh.
"What are you talking about!? You tricked me into coming up here, you pushed me onto your bed, you drugged me, and YOU raped me!" I yelled; feeling tears of anger come to my eyes.
"Whatever, just leave!" He snapped. I opened my mouth to speak, but instead I decided to keep it shut, I jumped out of the bed and grabbed my clothes. I quickly put them back on. But, just I was about to leave the room...Doug stopped me. "And remember...if you tell anyone about this, you won't live to see tomorrow! Got it!?" He warned.
"Yes." I said shakily, and then ran out of that hellhole house as fast as possible.
I ran down the street and back to the party. I was freaked out. I was RAPED! Raped. Something that I never thought would happen to me. Why me? What did I do to deserve this? Was it God's way of punishing me for all of the snooping, lying, and blackmail I had done in the past? I know I'm not the perfect little girl. But why me? Why me? Why...I all of a sudden felt myself bump into someone.
I looked up; the person was taller than me. It was Chandler. He looked at me. "Sorry Ruthie, I wasn't watching where I was going." He said politely.
"That's ok." I said, and then tried to get past him...but he sensed I wasn't quite right.
"Are you ok?" Chandler asked me.
"Yes, I'm fine...why do you ask?" I asked.
"I don't know; you just seem spooked out." He inquired something was probably wrong, and something was wrong, really wrong...I had been raped. .
"Oh...uh...no! I'm fine, really, I'm fine!" Was what came out of my mouth, even though I wasn't fine...and I knew it.
"Ok." He said to me.
"Oh well, guess I'll see you later." I said, and started to walk off.
"Ok, bye." He replied, and turned around. I decided to follow him.
I made sure to be quiet as a mouse. That way he wouldn't hear me. He walked over to my dad. And then tapped him on the shoulder.
"Eric, can I talk to you?" Chandler asked my dad.
"What is it?" My dad asked him.
"It's Ruthie, I just bumped into her, and she seemed a little off. I was thinking you might want to keep an eye on her, she seemed spooked out by something." Chandler told my dad.
"Ok Chandler, thank you for being so concerned about Ruthie's well-being." My dad said.
"It's no problem." He said back to my dad.
I walked off; I decided to up to my room so I could let out my emotions there. I walked into my house, up the stairs, and all the way up to my attic-bedroom. I closed the door, and locked it. I turned on some music, and put the volume on high. While the music blasted, I cried loudly into my pillow, releasing my pain.
I still can't believe what happened to me. I was raped. Raped! How could I be raped?! Why ME!?
End Of Chapter One
AN: How is it? Better than the first one? I hope it is, that's why I wrote it, to be better than the first one. Please tell me what you think in reviews.
-Alexa