“Wait.” I reached out, feeling the door as I stopped her. “Are–are you sure you’re okay with this?” My head pulsated and I felt really fucking dizzy.
Sybil gently pushed me further into the closet. “Oh, I’m sure. And Ireallyhope you enjoy yourself.” She slammed the closet door shut, leaving me there to wait all alone, blindfolded.
What is even happening right now?
My head spun and I began to really feel off.
Get a grip, Crissa. It’s just your nerves.
I tried to ground myself, but felt more like I was slipping through reality. I didn’t know if it was the idea of spending seven minutes with someone else’s boyfriend, or being alone with Montey after so long, but something just felt wrong about this whole situation.
My body spun as I tried to feel around the closet for the door handle.
Where is it?
I stumbled a bit before I heard the closet open behind me. “Montey?” I turned around, still unable to see. “Is that you?” The door shut. I reached out and my palms landed against something hard. It took me a second to realize what I was touching was a chest. A man’s chest. “It is you.” His hands touched mine and I felt a spark. “Listen…” It was hard to speak with how rapidly my heart was beating. “I think…I think we need to just?—”
Montey’s body pressed into mine and his breath faintly hit my ear. I nearly buckled at how close we were. And before I could form a single word, my hands slithered under his shirt. “I’ve always loved the way your skin feels against mine.” He pulled my body roughly into his and slammed me into the back of the closet, all while kissing my neck. I completely melted into his touch, letting him guide me as we lost ourselves in one another.
I shouldn’t be doing this…but I can’t stop.
My nails drug along his back and he raised my leg, ripping my tights. His fingers wandered a bit, meeting my aching center. “Wait,” I gasped. Montey didn’t listen and pressed his pelvis against me, making my spine grind against the closet wall. “Stop.” He didn’t listen. He just kept touching me…feeling my body with his hands. “S-stop!” I tried to push his body off mine, but instead he shoved me harder into the wall and grabbed my wrists, pinning them both above my head. The excitement I felt immediately dissolved as panic set in. “Please,” I begged. “You’re hurting me.” Montey ignored me completely. Instead, I sat there helpless as I listened to the sound of his belt unlatch. “No,” I breathed. His dick pressed against my thigh. I struggled to break free, but he only hurt me more, determined to get off.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I began to drift away from my body. I felt like I was riding a wave, struggling to keep my head above water. I needed to get out of the closet.
“Stop,” I slurred. “Please…I–I need air.” Montey’s mouth slammed into mine as I choked on his tongue, wondering where the piercing he usually wore went. He shoved it deeper down my throat and I gagged on his spit. “I said stop!” My teeth clamped down on his lower lip and I listened to him groan loudly, squeezing my wrists tighter. Blood pooled into my mouth and seeped all around my teeth. Drops of it slid down the back of my throat and I felt sick. Really sick.
“Fuc—” I gagged, nearly vomiting.
Montey pulled away immediately and I gagged again, this time lunging forward. I tripped and hit the basement door, falling to my knees as it swung open. Everyone in the room reacted as I ripped the blindfold off and vomited all over the basement floor. A good amount of the partygoers just stood there and laughed at me. My eyes burned, tears streaming down them as I looked up to see Ryder, Token, Lavender, Sybil and Montey all staring down at me.
Wait…how did?—
“Fucking Christ, Sybil,” a man’s voice shot from behind me. “I thought you said this freak would be easy?” The man fixed his pants and stepped from inside the closet, and into view. He had messy blonde hair and was covered in tattoos. He looked down at me with disgust, stepping over my messied body as I fought back tears. “You owe me.” He walked over to her. “Pay up.”
Sybil pulled a small wad of cash from her pocket and handed it to him. “A bet’s a bet.”
A bet?
“What the fuck?!” I wiped my mouth and stumbled to my feet. Something was wrong with me. I felt dizzy and like I’d pass out if I sat still for too long. “What–what did you do?” My hands gripped my skull as I tried to steady my brain. “What is this?” My eyes frantically moved from the twins to Lavender. The three just lowered their gazes as if they had no power to stand up and speak out for me. I looked at Montey, silently begging him to explain what was happening, but he refused to look at me. “What the fuck is going on?!” I felt something on my thigh and glanced down to see a small stain. My face twisted in horror, knowing exactly what it was.
Sybil pressed her lips together and stepped towards me. “Looks like one of you had a good time.” She wiggled my plastic cup in her hand. “I guess you can’t handle a little liquid ecstasy.”
She…she fucking drugged me?!
Anger seethed through my pores and without a thought, I swung my arm, slapping the ridiculous smile off Sybil’s face. The sound of my hand’s impact not only made everyone jump, but sent the entire basement into utter silence as everyone stared at me.
Oh shit.
I instantly regretted what I had done. “I-I’m sorry…I?—”
Sybil’s blue eyes burned as she held her reddened face and glared into my soul. She popped her jaw and immediately slapped me back, knocking me to the floor, right into the puddle of vomit. My head spun and as I tried to gather myself, Sybil kicked my side, knocking me back down. I could hear her heavy breathing as she kicked me again. And again, groaning and holding nothing back.
“Stop it!” Lavender tried to pull Sybil back, but she shoved her into the twins. They all looked at Sybil with fearful eyes. And they all sat back as she continued to kick me some more.
No one stopped her. No one intervened. They all just sat there and watched as Sybil beat me.
Montey finally stepped forward and touched Sybil’s shoulder. He didn’t speak, only gave her a solemn look. She pushed him off and fixed her hair before looking back at me, now curled up in a ball on the floor, soaked in my own vomit. “Get up.” She grabbed a handful of my hair and forced me to my knees. “I said get up!” She pulled tighter as I rose to my feet, shouting for her to let go. Sybil glared at me with such hate, as if it was a challenge to not hurt me. “Did you really think I’d let you hook up with him?” I didn’t respond. She leaned in and whispered in my ear, “If I ever see you so much as look at Montey again, I’ll fucking kill you.” Sybil leaned back with the biggest smile on her face. “Now, get the fuck out of here, freak.” She immediately released me, letting go of my hair. I looked past Sybil at the faces of my ex friends and my heart completely broke.
