Can You Tell From the Look In Her Eyes?
Put On Your War Paint
Hands were placed on my waist, pulling me back and forcing me to grind against them.
"I hope you're on the pill, because we're going to have a little fun where your little boyfriend can hear us," Rian chuckled in my ear.
"I-I have to go to the bathroom," I said, my hand desperately trying to find my clutch. My fingers wrapped around the cool, studded surface and I felt somewhat relieved.
"Oh, and I've already taken the liberty of taking the mace out of there, bitch," he spoke. I could hear the smirk in his voice, but the mace wasn't what I was hoping for. "Don't ever leave your purse alone at a party."
"Can I please just go to the bathroom?" I whimpered.
"Five minutes," he said menacingly.
I slowly walked to the bathroom, making sure Jaime saw me. I wanted to make sure Jaime knew I had it with me. He bought me the rape condom to make me feel better. He wanted me to always have it with me just in case Rian came back.
I opened and closed the door. I pulled my hair up, wiped the ruined makeup off my face, pulled off my shorts and underwear, then used my eyeliner to draw black stripes across my cheeks. He's not going to make me feel like a slut ever again.
I closed my eyes as I tried to recall the instructions for putting it on. I relaxed and slid it in like I would a tampon. You can do this.
I slowly walked out of the bathroom, careful not to move it wround to much. I didn't want it falling out; it was my only hope.
"I'm ready," I said miserably.
Rian immediately pulled my hips to his, attaching his lips to my neck and sucking. He was enjoying himself quite a bit, while I, on the other hand, was miserable. I only wanted Jaime to touch me like that.
"I'm not in the mood for foreplay, so let's skip to the chase," he breathed, pushing into me.
His hips slammed against mine, and as he tried to pull back out, he cried in pain.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU LITTLE BITCH?!" He screamed. I immediately pulled away, feeling it slide out of me and relief flooded through me. I quickly grabbed a large blanket off the couch, wrapped it around my half-naked body, and ran.
I didn't stop until I reached the medic station. They were trying to close down, but I ran in anyways.
"Whoah! Are you okay, Carter?" Asked David.
I shook my head and I tried to speak, but my body with racked with sobs. He took off his basketball shorts and handed them to me, sensing that I had no pants on.
"Thanks," I whispered. Trying to fight the disgusted feeling growing in my stomach.
"What happened?" He asked gently, signalling for one of the nurses to come over.
"I-I-I w-was r-raped!" I wailed and buried my head in his chest.
"Call the police," he spoke calmly to the medic.
I heard a phone being dialed, and then the distant wail of sirens. Then I remembered the boys.
"Jaime and Mike and Tony and Vic are all tied up. They're hurt, too!" I started to panic. My chest started constricting and my breathing started to pick up.
"Hey, hey. Calm down," David cooed, stroking my hair. "You'll be alright."
"No. I won't," I sighed. I was absolutely miserable. I obviously deserve this. It wouldn't have happened if I didn't.
He practically read my mind. "You don't deserve any of this, sweetheart. You're a great girl and the dirtbag that did this to you is gonna go away for quite a while."
"I-It was... It was Rian..."
"What?!" He asked startled.
"It was Rian," I said more confidently.
"Oh my God," he covered his mouth.
"I used an anti-rape condom," I spoke quietly. "There's absolutely no way for him to get out of it this time."
"This time?!" He asked, livid with anger.
"He's tried before," I looked down at my hands.
"That bastard... " he muttered. He walked over to the nurse and spoke in hushed tones.
"Hey, Carter," he took my hand and rubbed it with his thumb. "I'm going to go help the police get Jaime and the rest of the guys. You stay here and the nurse is going to take care of you."
I nodded as he left. The nurse gave me a sympathetic look and walked me back into one of the small exam rooms.
"Did he... finish?" She asked gently, trying to keep me calm.
"No. I was wearing an anti-rape condom," I said calmly.
"Okay. It'll be very easy to indentify him, then. They can only be removed surgically, and if not taken off within the next few days, he'll die," she informed me. "Wearing one was the smartes thing you could've done. You should feel very proud."
"I-I'm disgusted. I don't deserve this," I said truthfully.
"You don't. But, I promise you, he'll go away for a long time," she smiled sadly and brushed the tears from my eyes.
I sighed and looked down.
"Ma'am we have a few questions," spoke one of the officers, walking over to me.
"Of course," I sighed and walked over, preparing myslef to relive the worst few days of my life.
"I hope you're on the pill, because we're going to have a little fun where your little boyfriend can hear us," Rian chuckled in my ear.
"I-I have to go to the bathroom," I said, my hand desperately trying to find my clutch. My fingers wrapped around the cool, studded surface and I felt somewhat relieved.
"Oh, and I've already taken the liberty of taking the mace out of there, bitch," he spoke. I could hear the smirk in his voice, but the mace wasn't what I was hoping for. "Don't ever leave your purse alone at a party."
"Can I please just go to the bathroom?" I whimpered.
"Five minutes," he said menacingly.
I slowly walked to the bathroom, making sure Jaime saw me. I wanted to make sure Jaime knew I had it with me. He bought me the rape condom to make me feel better. He wanted me to always have it with me just in case Rian came back.
I opened and closed the door. I pulled my hair up, wiped the ruined makeup off my face, pulled off my shorts and underwear, then used my eyeliner to draw black stripes across my cheeks. He's not going to make me feel like a slut ever again.
I closed my eyes as I tried to recall the instructions for putting it on. I relaxed and slid it in like I would a tampon. You can do this.
I slowly walked out of the bathroom, careful not to move it wround to much. I didn't want it falling out; it was my only hope.
"I'm ready," I said miserably.
Rian immediately pulled my hips to his, attaching his lips to my neck and sucking. He was enjoying himself quite a bit, while I, on the other hand, was miserable. I only wanted Jaime to touch me like that.
"I'm not in the mood for foreplay, so let's skip to the chase," he breathed, pushing into me.
His hips slammed against mine, and as he tried to pull back out, he cried in pain.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU LITTLE BITCH?!" He screamed. I immediately pulled away, feeling it slide out of me and relief flooded through me. I quickly grabbed a large blanket off the couch, wrapped it around my half-naked body, and ran.
I didn't stop until I reached the medic station. They were trying to close down, but I ran in anyways.
"Whoah! Are you okay, Carter?" Asked David.
I shook my head and I tried to speak, but my body with racked with sobs. He took off his basketball shorts and handed them to me, sensing that I had no pants on.
"Thanks," I whispered. Trying to fight the disgusted feeling growing in my stomach.
"What happened?" He asked gently, signalling for one of the nurses to come over.
"I-I-I w-was r-raped!" I wailed and buried my head in his chest.
"Call the police," he spoke calmly to the medic.
I heard a phone being dialed, and then the distant wail of sirens. Then I remembered the boys.
"Jaime and Mike and Tony and Vic are all tied up. They're hurt, too!" I started to panic. My chest started constricting and my breathing started to pick up.
"Hey, hey. Calm down," David cooed, stroking my hair. "You'll be alright."
"No. I won't," I sighed. I was absolutely miserable. I obviously deserve this. It wouldn't have happened if I didn't.
He practically read my mind. "You don't deserve any of this, sweetheart. You're a great girl and the dirtbag that did this to you is gonna go away for quite a while."
"I-It was... It was Rian..."
"What?!" He asked startled.
"It was Rian," I said more confidently.
"Oh my God," he covered his mouth.
"I used an anti-rape condom," I spoke quietly. "There's absolutely no way for him to get out of it this time."
"This time?!" He asked, livid with anger.
"He's tried before," I looked down at my hands.
"That bastard... " he muttered. He walked over to the nurse and spoke in hushed tones.
"Hey, Carter," he took my hand and rubbed it with his thumb. "I'm going to go help the police get Jaime and the rest of the guys. You stay here and the nurse is going to take care of you."
I nodded as he left. The nurse gave me a sympathetic look and walked me back into one of the small exam rooms.
"Did he... finish?" She asked gently, trying to keep me calm.
"No. I was wearing an anti-rape condom," I said calmly.
"Okay. It'll be very easy to indentify him, then. They can only be removed surgically, and if not taken off within the next few days, he'll die," she informed me. "Wearing one was the smartes thing you could've done. You should feel very proud."
"I-I'm disgusted. I don't deserve this," I said truthfully.
"You don't. But, I promise you, he'll go away for a long time," she smiled sadly and brushed the tears from my eyes.
I sighed and looked down.
"Ma'am we have a few questions," spoke one of the officers, walking over to me.
"Of course," I sighed and walked over, preparing myslef to relive the worst few days of my life.
Notes
Song Credit: The Phoenix - Fall Out BoyI rewrote this about 5 times. I meant to have it up hours ago! Sorry!
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