Juliette & Landon: What happened after

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This picks up where the second one shot on Juliette and Landon left off. 

TW!! This chapter talks about sexual assault, depression, and a family death. This chapter may not be for everyone and that's okay. If you can't read this chapter that is OKAY. There is no shame in skipping the chapter. 

Landon's Pov

Explain.

Just explain yourself. Explain yourself and your reasoning behind the deal you made with her.

I feel my hands start to shake but I clench my fist and force myself to take a deep breath. Juliette and I are sitting on her bed, our backs against her headboard, her head turned towards me as she waits for me to speak up. I keep my gaze on my lap.

I take a deep breath before I speak up.

"Levi, Xavier, and I have been friends for a long time. Like a really long time. We both went through puberty together long time. They know things about me that nobody else knows and I know things about them nobody else knows. I met Arabella in high school and when she got with Xavier and she became a really good friend as well. I view her as a little sister who I would do anything for. She knows things that not everyone knows as well. We went through high school together until college. We all went to different colleges even Xavier and Arabella. We kept in touch and made it our mission to see each other every thanksgiving break, Christmas break, spring and summer break. We had just finished our second year of college and we both went back to our hometown. A friend that Levi knew back in high school was having a party and was inviting almost everyone in our graduating class. The four of us agreed to go because we thought it would be good to catch up with old friends and what not. Plus, we just finished our second year of college and we thought we needed to celebrate that.

We got ready and Xavier volunteered to be designated driver so the rest of us could get fucked up. When we get to the party it was loud and crowded. I remember seeing people hysterically laughing, people dancing with others, grinding with each other. It was overwhelming but exciting. We went our separate ways. I caught up with some people and I was having fun. I had just finished talking to this one person when this girl who I thought was really pretty came up and started talking to me. I remembered her because I used to see her in the halls and had a class or two with her but I never talked to her. Anyway we started up a conversation that turned flirty and what not. Her name was Rebecca"

I stop talking for a moment and let out a shaky breath before continuing.

"I had finished my drink and she offered to get me another one and I said sure. Like five minutes later she comes back and hands me a beer. It was a different brand from what I was used to, but I still drink it and remember it having a slightly off taste but though nothing much of it. I just thought since it was a new brand it was going to have a different taste. I continue drinking it. The girl and I are still flirting. I felt myself start to feel off. Like my vision would start to blur here and there. I excused myself to go to the bathroom to bring water to my face. I remember going up the stairs, but my legs felt heavy going up. I make it to the top of the stairs, and I start to sway when I was walking down the halls. There was a few people down the hall, but they were making out with others, not really paying attention to me. I felt someone put their arms around my waist and guide me into a room.

I remember the lights being turned on, but they were dim lights. I remember being placed on a bed. I remember blinking up at a ceiling. I felt someone straddle my waist. I remember her face coming into view. She starts to kiss me, and I try to tell her no. To stop. But my words were coming out slurred and mumbled. She started grinding her hips into mine and I wanted to push her off but my arms felt like dead weight. I couldn't move them much. I remember her taking off her top and unclipping her bra. She slid off me and started unbuckling my pants. She slid the belt through the loops and started unbuttoning my jeans. She got them unbuttoned and started tugging on them. She got them down my hips and started tugging down my boxers. She got those down my hips. She started touching me. I didn't want it. I didn't"

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