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1 turned into 2, which then turned into 5, which led to 17, 17 shots. she was wasted, gone. sofia knew she was driving home from the chaotic, loud house party so she didn't drink. but y/n? y/n knew she had a ride home so she didn't care about anything, she loved and craved the feeling of not really being herself while being herself at the same time. she was having the time of her life until she began to feel dizzy, and couldn't look or stand straight. he came over to her. his black hoodie covered most of his face, even though y/n was drunk, she was able to observe a few of the features that weren't covered by the black hood. the brown eyes, the brown curly hair that fell oddly in the perfect places. and his pale, what seemed to be flawless skin. she began to fall over, he caught her. she was lifted slightly, just enough to where she wasn't able to touch the ground. the music that was once blasting in her ears began to fade. the rainbow strobe lights and the smell of pure alcohol and drugs began to lighten. she didn't exactly know what was going on or what was happening. she began to realize she was in a room, with very dim lighting. she was lightly pushed onto the bed as the door closed, and the slight click of the door signaling it was now locked, concerned and scared her. she began to try to get up but she couldn't. she was down onto the bed with his bare hands. her wrists began to ache. she felt the cold yet gentle feeling of a hand begin to touch her inner thigh, getting higher to the top of her underwear. again, even though she was drunk, she still had a feeling of what was happening, her gut telling her to scream, fight, she was drowning in her own tears screaming.

she couldn't hear the music or anyone talking anymore. all she heard were her silent yet so loud screams and cries all throughout the quiet room. she felt her underwear being slid down, her dress lifted. she heard the small sounds of a belt being ripped off, followed by a wrapper being opened and being thrown somewhere in the room. screaming, and screaming. she had no control anymore.

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i'm truly sorry if this had triggered anyone, this was just to start the story with a little background of what the story will be based off of.