And I just couldn't resist it, I needed to post this right away. I'm dying to know what you guys think of this. This is my very first attempt at writing mature content EVER so I hope it's okay.

Aquababy58: your words also mean the world to me. I posted this third chapter right now just because I want to know what you think about it. Although I have to warn you: you may freak out a little with what is described next.

All that being said… Enjoy!

Annabeth found herself in the bathroom again. The short walk to use a phone had drained her of what little energy she had managed to gather and she could feel herself loosening her grip on reality.

Whatever drug he had given her had worked like a charm. At first she hadn't think anything was wrong. Just after she drank half her diet coke, an overwhelming need to pee came and she had to almost run to the bathroom. The sensation was so uncomfortable that she hadn't noticed a man was following her. Gosh she even had lowered her pants by herself to be able to use the toilet and that's when he came at her. He took her by surprise, crashing into her and crushing her under his weight into the side door of the cubicle. The second effect of the drug was that she couldn't fight back.

In a matter of minutes she didn't have any strength in her body to fight off his attacker. She had tried to hit him in the face, but her arms felt like lead. She had tried to knee him in the groin, but her legs gave out. She would have fallen to the floor if that man hadn't kept her somewhat upright. She had tried calling for help when she felt the man's hand reaching to get her panty out of the way, but her voice wouldn't work, she was even starting to have trouble breathing. Her heart was beating a mile per hour and she was starting to get desperate. She fought with all she had to keep her legs closed; making the man hurt her to get them open. In the end she couldn't help it, she just was too weak.

The guy struggled a little to get his own pants off, that's when he used one hand to hold her by the throat and the other to undo the buttons of his pants and to lower them enough so that his manhood was visible under his boxers, which followed his pants soon after. Annabeth glanced down and saw what awaited her and she couldn't hold the tears that escaped her eyes. It was going to happen.

The man was big and he started rubbing himself to get even harder. She was really fighting now to get away from him. She used the adrenalin that fear had provided her with to try and push him off of her, but nothing seemed to work. Her neck was aching from the hold he had on her and her lungs were screaming for air. So instead of trying to get him off, she concentrated on keeping her legs closed, she couldn't let him do this to her. But that hadn't worked either.

The man used his free hand and right knee to pry open her legs, also lowering her panty all the way to the floor, where her pants were. Then he had taken his cock and guided himself to her entrance. She could feel herself closing, it was a natural reaction to what was about to happen and she knew that only made the experience that much painful.

He had stood there, about to enter her for a few seconds, as if enjoying the wait and, suddenly, without warning, he pushed all the way in and her world exploded in pain.

He was just too big and she was too tight. No lubrication at all and the friction burned her insides. The man had no mercy and he just pounded her harder and harder.

- You like this bitch? – he had asked. She was focusing on breathing now that his other hand wasn't squeezing her throat. Instead he put his forearm across her chest to hold her in place against the wall. She looked away when his face came closer and he whispered on her ear – I'm gonna make you like it…

And he brought one of his hands to her entrance and started rubbing. After a couple of minutes doing this, she started feeling different. The constant pounding didn't burn so much and every time his hand rubbed her in the right place, a little butterfly appeared on her lower belly. She knew what was happening but she didn't want to acknowledge it.

She had tried. With everything that she had, she had tried but her body was weak, the drug had just left her spent and, in the end, she couldn't avoid it. She came. Her breathing became erratical, she had to grab him by the shoulders so she wouldn't fall down, and she let out a single low and pitiful moan. Her insides contracted and she gasped. That's when he came inside her too.

They stayed like that, without moving while their breathing got under control. Well, his breathing, because she was pretty sure that hers would never be normal again. During that time she turned her head towards him to look at him for the first time and she saw that the man was wearing a mask. How she hadn't noticed before was beyond her. She assumed it had been the drugs. Either way, he hadn't stayed too long after that.

He had come out of her, making her jump a little because of the motion and whispered in her ear one last time.

- Until next time doll – and he had left, leaving her to slide to the floor trying to catch her breath.

After what felt like an hour, she managed to get dressed again and she was about to stand up, but that's when the vomiting had started.

And, after everything, that's where she was right now. Holding herself up with the seat of the toilet and dry heaving because she didn't have anything else to get out. Her head was pounding, her chest hurt with the effort of breathing, her legs were trembling and her inside burned. She just hoped her brother would get there soon. She didn't know how much time she would be able to stay awake.

Gosh I'm so nervous to hear your thoughts! Did you like the chapter? Was it too much? Thank you so much for reading this!

Until next chapter! (which might as well be posted today… maybe…if I get reviews… muaahahaha)