Sorry for not updating very quickly, but here is your new chapter.

Another short chapter, but it keeps you on your toes. Sooo, yeah! Enjoy!

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I couldn't sleep that night. I couldn't tell if Reese was lying or not. Reese can do that sometimes, but I wasn't sure. I mean, it does feel like something happened, and it wasn't good. I started to come back to me. All I remember was spotting a van, but not knowing about it. I couldn't even begin to think about being…raped. No, I couldn't have been.

I had no idea, but I knew that I had to get to the bottom of this. I pull out my phone and figure out who to ask and figured, of course, the best person to ask was Reese. I decide to call him later and I walk downstairs.

I walk over to the fridge and pull out a can of pop even though it was ten o'clock in the morning. I close the fridge and notice a note that says: We didn't want to wake you, but we went to breakfast. We will see you when we get back. Love, mom.

I figured this was the best time to call Reese. I pick up the phone and dial his number and he answers quickly. Before he can say anything, I say "Ok, you're not just messing with me about last night, right?"

He laughs. "Do I need to spell it out for you?"

"This isn't the time to be joking around Reese!" I practically yell.

"Look, you were completely wasted. You were asking for it."

"Asking for it?"

I hear a key turn the lock of the front door and the door swings open. I quickly shut my phone and slide it in my pocket. "We're back, Clare." My mom says.

I sit there on the couch trying to process what just happened. I let the tears fall down my face and run upstairs.

"Clare!" Darcy yells out and I run up the stairs and lock myself in the bathroom and look in the mirror. I don't look like I'm not a virgin. I look like the same old Clare. I take the hand towel and wipe the tears off my face.

Knock, knock. "Clare," I hear. "It's Darcy. I know you're in there." I start to open the drawers to look through. I didn't know what I was looking for, I just needed…something. I look and look and finally find something that caught my eye…Scissors? I pick them up to see what I could do with these.

Knock, knock. "Clare!" That made me jump which made the scissors fall out of my hand and on to the floor which made them make a noise. "What's going on in there?"

"What?" I start. "A girl can't go to the bathroom in peace?" I yell. "God." Wow, I've never said god's name in vain. I lean over and pick up the scissors and put them back in the drawer. I'm not done here…

I step out of the bathroom and see Darcy standing there looking concerned. "What?" I ask her and walk away. I could feel her holes burning into the back of my head, but I ignored them and went into my room. I turn on my TV and try to remember what happened that night. I remember seeing the van, and wondering what it was for. But then, it all hit me.

"What's the for?" I ask Reese. I whip his hand out from around my shoulders.

"You're not serious…" He starts. I give him a nod showing that I am serious, and he does need to answer my question. I start to feel dizzy and put my hand on my head. I was out of my mind drunk.

"Wow, you're completely wasted, aren't you?" He asks with a laugh in his voice.

I start to get up and fall back down.

"Here," He says. "Why don't you just sit back down?" He says and tries to help me up.

I started to think about what the van was really for. I had an idea, and it drew me in. I look up to him and put on a sinister grin.

He looks at me too. "You want to see the van, don't you?"

I didn't want to say no, but I knew it shouldn't be what I'm going for. But yet, I couldn't say no. I nod my head and he chuckles. He points to it. "Ladies first."

I walk over stumbling a bit and opened the door and went in. It smelled like smoke and alcohol which made me feel sick. I look around and see packs of condoms on the ground and I look back at Reese and started to see double.

"Now you know what this is for, right?" He asks.

I shake it off and realize that I'm being a baby feeling scared. "Yeah," I say. "I know."

I shake out of my faults and start to breathe hard. I put my hand on my head and notice the room started to spin and it felt like I was going to throw up.

Darcy swings open the door. "Ok, I want to know what's up with you." She studies my face more and notices I looked petrified. "What's wrong?" She asks sounding concerned.

I shake my head. "I need some air." I say and grab my coat and run out my bedroom door then out the front door. I sit down on the front steps and cry until I notice my mom's car start to drive up to the house so I take off down the road to go somewhere I can just be alone. I run off a few blocks and notice the park I used to go to. It was a big park with a large pond about in the middle of it. Nobody was there so it was perfect. I walk down there and sit on the grass right by the pond. I watch the fountain spew around in its pretty pattern of water and get my thoughts out. I look down at my hand and notice I still had my purity ring on. There was no reason for keeping it now.

I take it off my finger, stand up, and chuck it into the pond. I stand there for a second and watch the ripple effect go off in the water. I sit back down and start to feel the tears drop down my face and think about my life and how I really screwed myself over. I wipe off a tear on my face and after a few minutes of looking in the pond, my phone goes off.

I pull it out of my pocket and see Eli is calling me. I take a deep breath and answer the phone. "Hey Eli," I say and wipe another tear off my face.

"My parents left the house to me for the night and I have a whole shelf of scary movies, you in?" He asks.

I figured, you know, why not? I could use some time with Eli to get my mind off of things. "Sure," I say. "I'll be right there." I say and hang up the phone. I look out to the pond and know my ring is gone for good now.