Chapter 28-
*Dominique
I walked in my dorm tears flowing down my eyes. How could he fucking of this to me? The only thing I could think was that I should've beat that bitched ass twice as hard. Fuck her, fuck him, fuck life. I didn't mean shit to him, I should've went with my gut and left him that day in that airport. I have never been so hurt humiliated and betrayed at once. He never specified that we were over, he could've just been up front with me. If he wanted us to be over so he could go to fucking dirty broads, I could've taken that a lot better then catching him dick deep in a two dollar hoe.
I picked up my phone to call Ashlyn but she didn't respond, I completely forgot she was at that fucking party. Sydney was going through her own shit, I didn't want to bombard her with mines.
So here I am stuck in my dorm room heartbroken and no one to talk to, no one to confide in. I could call my mom but she would only give me a great big I told you so, about not getting so serious at a young age. To make matters even worse everything in this fucking dorm reminds me of Jarvis. That couch took me back to countless movie nights, the bathroom reminded me of the day he got hammered and couldn't fine his pants, and the picture of us at the Oyishi buffet on my nightstand didn't help at all.
I really had to get out of this room, I grabbed my stuff, fixed my clothes, and headed out the door. I text Ashlyn that I was heading to the party but she didn't answer. Oh well, anything was better then being in that clamy old dorm room.
As I headed towards Pegasus my mind kept going back to everything that happened back at school. I was so deep into my thinking into my thinking I didn't even realize I was drifting over into the wrong lane, but the person coming straight towards me did, and they blew redirecting my attention back onto the road.
When I arrived at the party I was actually kind of relieved, it was really pact so I don't even think anyone will notice me. I walked right in no line no wait delta privileges (haha bitches). The party looked like it was jamming but I was in no mood to enjoy it, I came for the drinks. I walked right up to the bar and with no formal greeting told the bartender,
"2 shots of rum and coke light on the coke."
"Rough night?" She asked while pouring my drinks.
"You have no idea." I said grabbing the drinks and tossing them back one by one.
The next thing I remember was the bartender tapping me saying that I had to leave. She helped me up off the barstool and led me to the door. I could feel myself stumbling and knocking things over. As I was walking back to my car I heard some guys yelling profound things at me. I didn't care I just kept walking. The problem was I couldn't find my car, my vision was to blurred to see my car.
While walking sloppily I could feel someone walking up behind me. He grabbed my ass roughly and hard. I turned around and slapped him whoever he was. He just laughed and roughly threw me to the ground.
"Stop get off me! Please stop! Noo! Someone help me! Help me!" I screamed to no avail. There were only a few cars in the parking lot and they seemed to belong to the jerks who were egging this guy on.
"Shut up! Your gonna take this shit" he said covering my mouth. That voice it sounded so familiar, but I couldn't make out the face.
I squirmed trying to get out of his grasp, but he was obviously stronger then me. He roughly pulled me closer under him. I felt his hands slide down my stomach to my jean zipper. He unbuttoned and unzipped my pants in what seemed like one motion. I could hear him fumbling with his belt. I closed my eyes taking in the reality of my situation, but things stopped.
I couldn't feel his hands anymore. I heard tussling and fighting, but I was zoning in and out of my surroundings I couldn't make out anything that was going on. Then things were silent, and that scared me. I felt a pair of soft firm hands lift me off the ground and carry me off to some place. Where? I don't know and I don't care, if he was taking me off privately to take away my innocence there was nothing I could do about it now.
"Jarvis" I said in a voice as soft as a whisper. If this was my last moment on earth he was the only thing I wanted to think about.
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Right Thru Me
Teen FictionThis book is the sequel to doing the unthinkable. This is Dominique and Jarvis story continued in high school. Old school drama meets new school drama and the fun times begin. I got a few questions on how I title my books. Well I'm a huge music lov...
