A/N: Redone June 3, 2016. Edited for clarity and to make sure my story has a flow, from one point to the end.

The Party (Part 2)

After I was sure the door was locked and I found the light switch, I pulled out my cell and dialed Yura's number. With the lights on, I noticed that bathroom was junky and dirty. People had left used condoms, purses, wallets, car keys, chargers, and other little stuff lying around on the floor. I was careful not to step in anything because I didn't want to have to touch it.

"You have reached 555-596-5069, please leave a message after the tone" The answering machine said. I was frustrated because I called 4 times in a row but she wasn't responding.

"Hey Yura its Kags, I hate this party. Sango ran off with a guy named Miroku, and you're off with Naraku and I want to leave. Sango still has to the keys to the car but I think I'm gonna walk home. Call me back when you get this" I said, then I hung up and sent a quick text to both of them saying I was leaving because I hated the party and to meet me at Yura's house later. Just as I had set the phone done on the counter, I could hear someone shaking and turning the knob on the bathroom door. Luckily I had locked it but I wasn't sure if it would hold with the amount of force they were doing.

"I'm in here" I shouted but whoever it was either didn't hear or chose not to because the knob kept shaking like someone was trying to get in. Then, it stopped. I assumed whoever it was went to find another bathroom.

I went to unlock the bathroom to start my trek down the stairs and out of this godforsaken party but instead I saw a 6'2" silver haired, golden eyed boy standing above me. I glared at him; his face was stoic and cold, but flawless. He was a gorgeous guy with pale skin, magenta markings on both side of his face, and those eyes just left me breathless. He just stood there in the door way, watching me indifferently.

"Excuse me, I need to get out" I said, trying to push past him. But he wouldn't move and I wasn't making him move with my little body. I stared at him a second, he pushed his way into the bathroom and locked the door behind him.

"What the hell is your problem? I want to get out" I snapped, I usually never cussed but this guy was seriously scaring me. His face scrunched up for a split second before it went back to the usual indifferent look.

"Shut up, bitch" He hissed, and I could see his fangs poking out on either side of his mouth, and I tried to get back but I fell over some of the junk on the floor, landing on my back. He slammed and locked the door behind him and got down on his knees near me and I could see him fumbling with his pants. Fear shot through my mind and I started flailing.

"Stop, Stop! Don't do this, please" I pleaded, my legs and arms moving out to stop him but he was not going to stop. I tried to kick and scream but the noise of the party music made it pointless.

"Remain still" He ordered but I ignored him and continued kicking and fighting back. He seemed unfazed by the attack. His body never seemed to register my blows. He gave me a swift slap to the face, which left a sting on my cheek and I paused for a moment. I tried to sit up on my forearms, thinking if I could just get on my feet then I could reach the door, but he shoved me back into the ground. He continued messing around his pants and I knew he was going to rape me. But I wasn't going to give up that easily!

"Don't do this; you don't have to do this. There are plenty of girls downstairs that are more than willing to do it" I begged but he ignored me. I could see I was not going to win unless I ran. I gave him one kick in the nuts and hurried onto my feet. That seemed to do the trick because he stopped moving for a second. The bathroom was tiny so there was not a lot of space but I made my way between his legs and up to the door. But before I could unlock it, he grabbed me by the ankle and pulled me to the ground. My face smacked against the hard floor and I couldn't breathe through my nose anymore. I could see smears of red against the whitish tile of the floor. He flipped me over onto my back and I was afraid. His eyes were no longer dull and empty; they were now angry and almost like red was in them.

He held me down with one arm pressed against my chest, as he began to rip at my cparis. I started squirming and kicking once more, in a last attempt to free myself but he clamped both of his huge hands around my neck. It was difficult to breathe, it felt like the room was closing in on me.

"Stay still or I will kill you" He growled. I tried to knee him in the stomach and he was pissed. He squeezed his hands around my neck and I tried to scratch at him and make him stop but he wouldn't. My chest was burning for oxygen, I was slowly losing awareness to the surrounding world and I was sure I was going to die right there on the bathroom floor.

He must have let up and went back to removing my clothes because the next thing I remember, I was naked from the waist down and he was on top of me. He didn't wait for me to be "ready: for him, he just plunged himself into me. It hurt so bad, I had never felt pain like this before. Before I could even get used to the pain, he pulled out and violently slammed himself back into me again. And I just lay there, my neck still hurting and my nether region throbbing in response. I turned my head slightly to look past him, starting at the bright light on the ceiling because I wanted to be anywhere but there. He was grunting above me, making almost animalistic sounds, I guess he was satisfied using me the way he did. One of his arms rested on my chest to keep me down, at times he would tweak my nipples or try to kiss me and my body would respond. I remember moaning a few times when he did that to me.

"You like this don't you, you little slut?" He whispered in my ear and I thought I was going to throw up. It felt like hours that we were in that bathroom but I guess it wasn't long because he thrusted into me one final time and I could feel some liquid sliding down my sex. I wasn't sure if it was from me or from him. Then he just walked over to the toilet and started peeing like he hadn't just raped me in the bathroom. I attempted to redress myself in the clothes I had when I saw a small shard of glass laying nearby me. I grabbed it quickly and then with the little strength I had left, I stabbed him. I guess I had caught him off guard because the first stab nicked his hand and he start cussing at me.

"You stupid cunt, that's the thanks I get for fucking the life out of you. That's the best sex you'll ever have in your life" He spat at me but I held on tightly to that shard and I waved it at him to let him know he was a crazy ass for doing that to me. He attempted to overpower me but I quickly showed him not to fuck with me. I jabbed him again and he had a small cut in his shirt and on his stomach.

"Alright Bitch, do you want round two?" He threatened, he had a sick twisted smile on my face and I felt my blood run cold.