I'm Not 'Strange' You're Just Way Too 'Normal'

Chapter 4; Oasis

This chapter is pretty much based off of one of my favourite songs by Amanda Palmer called, you guessed it, Oasis! Look it up sometime! :)

Really.

Anyway, the story pretty much follows the song, except I'm not sure if I'm going to let her be pregnant or not... :\

Anyway, enjoy!

-Pyro

P.S. BEWARE! This chapter is graphic! I was going to make it restricted, but then I decided to just let you guys read it out of the goodness of my heart. Anyway, if you can't take eccessive cursing, naked people, and rape, just don't read this. M'kay? And please no flaming for this!

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It was the next morning. A slight chilly breeze had awoken me, and I rubbed my eyes. I felt cold, bare. Where was I again? It almost looked like Desu's guestroom...But it couldn't be, I'm supposed to be in my room. What was I doing here?

While I was taking in the room I accidentally looked down...I gasped. I was completely naked, with only a thin sheet wrapped around me. Well, that explains me being cold, I thought sourly. "Good god..." I muttered grumpily. I looked over at the lump hogging the actual blankets next to me. With a start I realized it was this kid Ben, from school. He had longish blond-brown hair with a baseball cap, glasses, and was also pretty naked, from what I could see.

Then it all made sense. "Eugh!" I shrieked, slightly louder than I meant to.  I had sex with this douche last night? Oh goddamn. How much had I drank? I remember Des getting me a 40, but that's about it. I didn't drink it ALL, did I? Fuck!

"Ah. You're awake. I thought I heard voices." Somebody said from the doorway. I looked up and saw Chance. I clung closer to my sheets for means of protection.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" I demanded to know, glaring at him. I saw his eyes flick to Ben, and then back to me.

"I spent the night. I see you did too." He looked a little angry for a moment before he smiled.

"Get the fuck out of here, loser! I need to change." I said, waving my hands for him to leave.

"Fine...See you at school tomorrow. And nice hair." He said, chuckling, and closed the door.

"Just get lost." I replied, getting up.

"What was that?" He opened the door again.

"Nothing! Just--Get out of here!" I shouted, trying to keep my body as shielded as possible. He complied and closed the door without answering, averting his eyes. I caught a blush on his cheeks, which was way not normal. Whatever. Loser can be embarrased if he wants.

I searched the room for my clothes. I finally found them on Ben's side of the bed, and made a disgusted face. He looked like he was going to wake up soon, so I put on my clothes (but not my jacket. I felt really warm all of a sudden.) rapidly and flew out of the room, down the stairs, and out the front door. It was about 2 in the afternoon, I could tell from the sun in the sky. I ran as fast as I could home and went through my bedroom window to my room. It was then that I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

...Where was my hair? And...why was what was left of it fucking BLUE? Oh man. Oh goddamn. What did I DO last night? I tried to think back, and a remembered a little bit of having my head underneath the bathtub faucet, rinsing the blue die from my hair like in the directions, and then having some idiot cut it...And then I remembered going upstairs to the guest room to look for a towel (I think I was a bit drunk...) and seeing Ben there...And then Ben locking the door...And then Ben pinning me down somehow (My strength was weakened from the alcohol)...And then Ben ripping off my clothes...

Oh fuck. I was raped last night. The goddamn barbarian raped me.

And it was all my fucking fault for getting drunk. All my fault.