Katy's POV
I walked out of school with Bobby Jo. We just got done in Theatre.
"Hey Katy," I heard Anthony say.
I looked into the parking lot, he was by his car. I forgot he gets out of football practice at this time.
"Hey," I said. "I'm going to Bobby Jo's to do homework."
"Okay, then I'll pick you up there tonight," he said, "after finish at the food drive.'
"For what?"
He did a fake laugh, only I could tell was actually masked anger. "We have a date tonight. It's Valentine's Day."
"Oh yeah, I forgot, sorry," I said. "Okay, I'll see you then."
"Okay," he said. "Dress nice." He got in his car and drove off. I stared at the spot it was.
"Earth to Katy," Bobby Jo said. I looked at her. "Ready to go?"
"Sure," I said.
We went to her house.
"Want me to help you get ready for your date tonight?"
"Yeah, sure," I said. I realized I had no emotion in my voice.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"I don't know if I want to go," I said.
"Then why didn't you tell him that?"
"He'd get mad," she said.
"What, is he like the Hulk?" She joked. I looked down. "Katy, that was a joke."
"I know," I said.
"If you don't want to be with him anymore, tell him that," she said. "If he hurts you, you should leave 'im."
"There's no one else for me, Bobby Jo," I said.
"Sure there is," she said. "If he told you that, that's manipulation. There are much better guys out there."
"Could you help me get ready?" I asked.
"Sure," she said. "You can wear one of my old dresses."
"Thanks, Bobby Jo," I said. I picked out a dress and she did my hair and makeup. "How do I look?" I asked her.
"You look beautiful, Katy Grace," she told me.
"Thanks." We heard honking outside. She looked outside.
"He's here," she said.
I went outside and got in his car.
"Good, you dressed up," he said.
"So where are we going for the date?"
"Olive Garden," he said.
"That's out of town," I said.
"It's worth it," he said. I smiled a little.
The date actually felt good for once. He opened the door for me and helped me into my chair. He was acting different. I started thinking he's changed.
"Where are we going now?" I asked after we left the restaurant.
"Back to my place to watch a movie," he said.
"Okay," I said.
About twenty minutes into the movie we started kissing. It felt good until I felt his hand going up my dress. I broke the kiss.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"It's time," he said, starting to try again.
"No," I said bluntly. "You know I want to wait until I'm married."
"You owe me," he said.
"Excuse me?!"
"We've dated for months, I took you out on a really nice date."
"Yeah, really nice until now," I said. I stood up from the couch. "I'm going home." I started walking to the door.
"No, you're not," he said, picking me up by my waist.
"What are you doing?!" I yelled at him. He threw me onto his bed.
"We're doing it whether you want to or not," he said. He got on top of me. He was too strong for me to push him off. He held me down while he assaulted me. I kept crying for him to stop. He finally did and left me crying in his room.
About an hour later I left his room. He was asleep on the couch and I snuck out the front door. I walked home and I was relieved when I saw my parents weren't home. I took a shower and put on my PJs. I hurt all over and laid awake wishing I had stayed at Bobby Jo's. I want to tell the police, but they would never believe he'd do this.