*trigger warning* *disturbing* *very sensitive topic* *unedited* :(
Regine Iman Thomas
We walked in and the party was in full swing. Lil Uzi Vert blasted through the speakers as we made our way through the bodies of people.
"I dont know where he is" Kam yelled to me over the music.
"I doubt you'll find him easily" I replied scanning the room. I liked parties and all, but this was more of a drug fest. Everyone was smoking or sipping lean. I even spotted a few pill poppers. I had just walked in two minutes ago and I was already uncomfortable.
"Found him!" she yelled excitedly and started to drag me in the direction of this guy.
We made it to a group of dudes. "Meek!" she yelled and the person turned around.
This was not happening right now. It was Shameik. In the flesh.
He smiled when he saw both Kam and I. "Wassup baby" he smirked as he pulled her into a hug. He gave her a kiss on the lips. At that moment I was even more glad that I hadn't gone any further with him. He was literally playing me.
"Who's this?" he asked Kam while motioning to me. Dickhead.
"Oh this is Reggie. Reggie this is Meek" she introduced us.
"Wassup. You really cute" he said to me. Wasnt he just on her? The man was just all around disrespectful.
"Thats nice" I faked smiled and walked away. I went to go find somewhere to sit.
I sat on a couch and started scrolling through my Twitter timeline. I noticed I had a notification for a new follower.
@JoZifBadmon has followed you!
I went to the person's profile. I was shocked. It was Joey. He had followed me? Well wasnt this awkward. I hoped he didn't see all the mean subs I made about him before we became civil.
"Can I sit here?" someone asked. I just nodded my head, not even bothering to look up. I was too busy stalking through Joey's twitter page.
Most things he tweeted were about art or music. Some were about fashion. Some of them were things that made you wonder. He was really insightful and had a nice mind.
An arm made its way around my shoulders. I then remembered that I was at a party. I should probably be somewhere dancing, but the music that they were playing was pretty dull. It was more chill music, which was what everyone was doing.
This was more like a kickback if I was being honest.
I looked over at the person oddly. "Ummmm, what are you doing?" I asked the guy. He looked over at me and smiled.
"Trynna mack on you bae" he mumbled. When he smiled I recognized him as the guy that tried following me home with his homies and pushed his arm from around me. He was obviously high. He had a cup of lean in his other hand.
I quickly got up and made my way back over to whete Kam and Shameik were. They were making out. I felt my stomach turn as I remembered how bad of a kisser he was. It was gross.
I stood awkwardly next to them. I would rather third wheel with them and their shenanigans than get stalked by the creepy guy. I wouldnt be so afraid of him if he wasnt a creep. He was actually attractive. He just had a horrible vibe.
"Reggie" Kam said as she broke from their kiss.
"Yeah?"
"Why are you just standing there?" she asked me. I shrugged.
Shameik grinned. "I'ma get you right. Ayo Keenan!" he shouted and the same creepy guy came over.
"What you want bruh?" he asked Shameik. He then looked down at me. "Oh shit you know shorty?" he smirked.
Shameik nodded. "Yeah this my girl Reggie. She need some company" he smirked. I gave him a dirty look.
"Oh really?" Keenan said and licked his lips.
"No. Not really. I was actually about to leave" I lied. I was ready to make a call to Joey to ask him to come get me though.
"No you not. You gone come chill with me baby" Keenan said to me. I twisted my face up in disgust. He thought. And what was up with these niggas telling me what I was and wasnt going to do?
"No i'm leaving. Bye" I said and began to walk away.
"Reggie please dont be like that" Kam said to me. I turned around and looked at her like she was crazy.
"Be like what?"
"Sadity. Give my nigga some play" Shameik said. I shook my head no. I walked away, making sure to send Joey a text to ask him to come and get me.
"You hardheaded huh?" I heard a voice say and turned around to see Keenan. I ignored him and returned to my phone only to have it snatched out of my hand.
"Give me my shit" I said to him.
He laughed and walked away. I followed him trying to get my phone from him. He ran into a bedroom and I just stood outside staring at him.
"You want it? Come get it" he smirked.
"Nah. I'm good. You can have it" I chuckled and started to walk away but I felt myself getting pulled back. He pulled me into the room and closed the door. I was terrified now.
"Can you give me my phone and let me go?" I asked him.
"I don't want your phone ma. I want you" he grinned. I shook my head no as he walked closer to me. I started to back up and tried to map out how I could get to the door before he reached me.
He grabbed at me and I ran to the left of him trying to make it to the door but he grabbed me and pushed me on the bed.
No no no no. This was not about to happen to me. I tried to get back up but he hopped on the bed and held me down.
I started screaming. "Nobody can hear you ma. May as well stop that shit and gimme what I want" he laughed.
I used all the strength I could muster up and kneed him as hard as I could in the stomach. He barely flinched but looked as if he got angry.
"You really fucked up now. I wasnt gone hurt you but you playing now" he grumbled and grabbed my neck.
Someone came in the room and I was thanking God. Hopefully they would stop him.
Keenan turned around and looked to see who it was. I leaned up seeing Shameik.
"MAKE HIM STOP!" I tried to yell at Shameik and tried to get from under Keenan. His hand was still holding a tight grip on my throat so it was hard. He was really strong.
Shameik just stood there with a smirk on his face. "Reggie I aint know you were into that S&M shit" he cackled and walked out. My eyes were starting to water and I felt like I couldnt breathe.
Keenan looked back at me and I started to cry. He let go of the grip he had on my neck and started to pull my shorts down.
"Please dont!!!" I begged him. I stupidly tried to back away from him not realizing it only made the task of getting my shorts off easier to him. He grabbed me back by my legs and pulled me to him.
He wouldnt listen. He wouldnt stop. He didnt stop.
He forced into me and I screamed out in pain. No one could hear me. "Shut your ass the fuck up" he said aggressively. And at that point I felt as if there was nothing I could do.
I gave up.
