Hey there! Sorry this update took some time. It's been a busy week. here is chapter 3. hope you like and please comment and leave a review! Will hopefully get another update in this weekend :)

~Wallflower95

3

All Over Again

When I wake up there some sunlight streaming in from a crack in the curtains covering the window. I breathe in deeply and get a good look at the room. It's not clean... like, at all. My clothes are strewn on the floor. My bra is hanging on a chair. He's sleeping soundly next to me, smelling of beer. I stare up at the ceiling, wondering what everyone at school is doing. It's nearly eleven. I should be at school but I didn't feel like it. Every day is the same. Wake up. Go too school. Party and drink and sleep with a guy and then go too sleep. And then it repeats. It happens all over again.

I sometimes wonder if I'm depressed. I don't feel... anything. Ever. I don't do anything with my life.

He had is arm around my naked body, a blanket draped over the two of us. I slip under his arm and off the bed. I slowly pick up my clothes and get dressed. He'll probably be too drunk to remember any of this. I quietly open the door and disappear, leaving him behind because that's what they're all like. I don't have sex with guys to enjoy it. I do it to forget that night. To push it out of my mind. To distract me from the pain. It works for a little bit but then the pain from that night always comes back the next day. I catch a cab and take it home. I gave the cab driver the last of my allowance.

"Where the hell were you?!" A scream came from the kitchen. I shut the door and leaned against the door frame.

"Out." I said. My mom was leaning against the counter. She was beautiful once. She had the same blonde hair as me. Same green eyes. Same figure. She used to look so happy in our old family photos. Now she works full time, providing for me and my sorry excuse of a father. He lost his job a few months ago after a disagreement with his boss. The same boss who visited my room when I was seven. She is no longer that happy person in the photo. She looks like she hadn't slept in weeks. Her hair is frizzy I can tell she's wearing the same clothes she had worn yesterday. But I can tell she is worried. She looks me up and down and then she pulls me in for a warm embrace. I hug her back. I wish I could be a little kid again. I wish she could hold me in her arms and tell me everything would be okay. I wish I could tell her everything that is going on but I don't want to stress her out more. I just hug her back and keep my mouth shut.

"Why weren't you at school?" She asked. My mind was racing. I couldn't tell my mom that I went to a club last night with and illegal fake i.d and then slept with some random man I literally knew for ten seconds.

"I slept over and Jacey's last night. I was tired and we lost track of time. I'm sorry." I said. My mom sighed in relief. I hated lying to her but it was for her own good. She hugged me again.

"Why don't you go shower and I'll make us some popcorn. We can watch a movie." She said with a small smile. I nodded and went upstairs. My dad was probably out with some buddies, drinking and whatnot. That's a normal day at the Dutton house.

Like I said, every day is the same as the last. School, parties, boys. Tomorrow is Thursday. April 12th. My birthday. I'm going to be fourteen. My mom was planning something for me tomorrow. She told me to come home right after school. I said I would. Jacey said we were going out tonight. She didn't tell me what we were doing but knowing Jacey I'm betting it's something extreme.

After school was over, I call my mom from the principal's office to let her know I was staying over at Jacey's to finish a school project. It wasn't a total lie. We do have a project from our English teacher Mr. Norris, we were just going to put it off for another night. Jacey refused to tell me where were going all the way to her house. I had packed a very sexy looking dress that even my mom didn't even know about. Once we were in her room, Jacey shut the door and smiled at me. I threw down my bag.

"Alright Jace. Where are we going?" I asked. She couldn't contain her excitement.

"Would you believe that we are going to The Burgundy Club with Kyle Stoltz and Nathan Torres?!" My mouth was hanging open. The Burgundy Club is one of the most popular clubs in town. I've dreamed of going there. And Kyle Stoltz and Nathan Torres are the hottest 12th graders in our school. They were these crazy popular footballs players that girls in our grade dream about dating.

"You're shitting me right now." I said. Jacey shook her head.

"Am not!"

"Fuck, you're serious?!"

"Dead serious, Sammy!" Jacey laughed and jumped around.

"So, put on a sexy dress because tonight you will have the best sex ever with one of these hot ball players."

It seems so innocent going out with your best friend and two guys who are a few grades above you. It always goes through my mind. Should I really be doing this? Is this safe? But I always shut that voice up. Like I do every day.

Kyle and Nathan meet us at the front of The Burgundy Room. They are both gorgeous. Lean and muscles. I try to look sexy in my short black dress and boots. Jacey let me borrow a push up bra so my boobs would stick out more.

"Wow, you girls look incredible." Kyle says. Jacey smiles and bats her eyelashes.

"Thanks hun. Shall we?" I can hear the music pounding against the walls. The sounds of laughter and chatter coming from within. Should I really be doing this?

"I.D." I hand my fake I.D over and he gives it back to me without even really looking at it.

"Go ahead." He's probably checking out my ass as I walk away. It's packed in the club. I suddenly feel claustrophobic. The music is making my head hurt and every few steps I take I get trampled on. But the other don't seem to mind it so I try and play along. Kyle immediately asks Jacey to dance. I sit down and grab a glass of vodka. I can see the two of them in the crowd of dancing people. He has one hand on her ass and one hand on her breast. I shiver and swallow some more vodka. Nathan notices me looking at the crowd. He smiles at me. He has a nice smile but there is something bugging me. Something I can't explain.

"Want to dance?" I finish my vodka and set my glass on the table.

"Sure." He takes my hand and leads me into the crowd. We dance for a few songs. I press myself against him, making sure he sees my cleavage. He reaches up my dress and puts his lips against my neck. He bites down softly. I groan and put both hands on his stomach, feeling his abs. He puts a hand on my breast and continues kissing my neck.

"Want to go somewhere more private?" He asked me. I barely heard him over the loud music but I nodded my head. I was to breathless to speak. He pulled me out of the crowd and towards the bar.

"I thought we were going somewhere private?" I asked him. He smiled.

"I'm gonna buy you a drink first." He said with a smile. He orders me a shot. Just as Nathan is handing me my drink, Kyle and Jacey show up. She has her arms wrapped around his neck and she is smiling and laughing, having a good time. She looked really drink.

"Hey man, Jacey and I are going out back to have a little fun." Kyle said. He didn't sound drunk at all. I look at Jacey, trying to get her attention but she's else where. What is wrong with her?

"Alright man, enjoy." Nathan says with a wink. The two of them disappear. Nathan gives me my drink.

"Enjoy it." He said with a smile. I look at the shot. My mom used to tell me that if I ever went to parties I should never leave my drink un-attended because someone could slip you something. What if Nathan was doing that to me? What if Kyle did that to Jacey? I tried to calm down. I'm being paranoid. Some drunk guy bumps into Nathan. Nathan turns around to tell the guy off, without thinking I pour my drink onto the floor. My heart is racing.

Chill out Sam! He's just a cute guy getting you a drink. That's all it is.

Nathan looked back at me and smiled.

"Good drink?" He asked. I smiled.

"Amazing." I lied. I set the glass down on the counter and pulls me away from the bar and the crowd. I follow him into another room. The music is muffled by the thick walls. There's a dull light above us.

"Now where were we?" He pulls me towards him and he presses his lips against mine. Other guys I have been with had been pretty good at the sex part. Nathan was being rough. He pressed me against and a wall and forced my arms up. MY heart was pounding in my chest. He shoved his tongue inside my mouth. His hand was reaching up my dress. I tried to say something but his tongue was in my mouth. I tried moving my hands but they were pinned against the wall. I felt like I was trapped. There was no where to go. Like that same night nearly seven years ago. His lips went down to my neck.

"Nathan..." I breathed out. But he ignored me. He was kissing my breasts now. He reached down and started undoing his pants. I struggled under his weight.

"Nathan... get off me." I said a little louder.

"Don't worry babe. You'll feel sleepy in a little bit." He had been trying to drug me before. He was trying to rape me. Jacey had been acting weird before. Kyle must have drugged her and he was probably raping her.

"Get off of me!" I screamed. Nathan looked at me with a shocked expression on his face.

"Don't worry. That drug will kick in soon." He smiled. He forced me down to the ground and pulled up my dress, revealing my underwear. I tried to scream but he clapped his hand down on my mouth. His pants were off and his dick was out. He pulled down my underwear and then pinned my arms down with his other hand. He was strong. I struggled to break free. Tears were falling down my faces. My screams were muffled by his hand. It was happening all over again.

"This will be our little secret."

All I could see was that man above me, forcing me down onto the bed whispering in my ear;

'This will be our little secret.'

Nathan was bending down. He was so close, a smile on his face. No. I won't let this happen again. I bit down on his hand. He yelled in pain, pulling his hand back. I twisted my leg and kicked him in the side. He fell sideways, yelling. I pulled up my underwear and fixed my dress. I got up to run but I was yanked back. I screamed.

"Get back here you bitch!" I kicked backwards. There was a crack and he fell down swearing and yelling. I hope I broke his nose. I ran out of the room and into the crowd of the club.

I have to find Jacey. Kyle had taken her out of the side door. I took off my boots and ran to the other side of the room in my bare feet. I could my heart beating hard against my chest. I threw open the door. I was in a dark alley way. A van was parked in the alley. There were no lights on but there was definitely movement. I swallowed nervously and crept towards the van door.

"Jacey?" I threw open the door. Jacey was under Kyle. She had been stripped. She was completely out of it. Kyle was on top of her, naked. I was furious. All these years I have been trying to get over that night. I have been telling myself that not everyone is like that guy. There's still some humanity left. I can still be loved. And then it happens all over again.

I hit Kyle with my boot.

"Get the fuck off of her you asshole!" I scream, hitting hard. He yells at me but jumps out of the van with his clothes crumpled up in a ball.

"What the fuck?!" He yells at me. I hit him again.

"So we were just one night stands to you guys?" I screamed.

"I thought Nathan had you handled!" He yelled.

"You're an asshole." I said. He chuckled.

"Bitch." He puts his clothes on.

"She was a good fuck though." I hit him again.

"Get out of hear you asshole! I'll make sure the cops find you and your friend." He walks away with a smile on his face. I quickly dress Jacey. I shake her shoulders.

"Jace?" She mumbles, but she's still out of it. I sit beside her and hold her hand. Everything comes crashing down on me. The whole night. It nearly happened to me again. And then it happened to Jacey. I'm shaking. Tears are coming down and I start crying hard. There was no escaping that night. It will haunt me forever.