courtney's pov
I'm currently sitting in my bed watching pretty little liars. Its an amazing show. I glance at my phone screen, 12:03am. Hhmm, I'm so bored. Maybe i should go spend the night at Ariana and Pete's house. I miss her so much.
I pick up my Iphone and open my texts.
C: hi, mind if i come over?
I'm sure she wouldnt mind but I just wanted to make sure i dont walk in on her having sex with Pete. Ugh these two lovebirds.
Ten minutes later i still hadnt got a text back. “well guess I better get going” I tell myself as i get off the bed and walk into my closet. I pick out some black leggings and a white shirt and go start the car.
ariana's pov
I hear the door open. Its pete! “hi peteee” i say excitenly. But he doesnt answer, instead i see him unbuckling his pants and getting closer to me. He smells like weed. typical.
I begin to panick “NO i dont wanna do this today please let go of me” I whimper as he squeezes my neck and begins to kiss down my stomach. “P-pete I can't b-b-reathe” I whisper out of breath but he continues.
He pulls of my underwear, scratching me between my leg. It hurt so bad. “Pete please youre h-hurting me-e” I say between silent cries. “Thats daddy's little girl” I hear him moan as he violently sticks 4 fingers inside of me causing me to moan, not a good one tho. I was in so much pain.
courtney's pov
I finally arrive at Ariana's house and park my car in the huge pateo in front of the house. I expected her to be in bed and didnt wanna wake anyone so I just pulled out a copy of her keys which she gave me a while back. We're technically sisters and do everything together.
“Ariana, I came to visit.” I say loud enough and I walk up the stairs. No answer. Hmm thats strange. I begin to hear faint whimpers from their bedroom. I start creeping towards the door and dont belive what i see next. Pete is raping her. I can see that she hasnt given him consent and that she was hurting.
I start running towards him and push him off of her. “GET UR HANDS OFF OF HER U STUPID SON OF A BITCH GET OUT OF HERE!!! '!!!” I screamed. He seemed taken aback by how I reacted. “DID I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR OR DO I HAVE TO CALL THE FUCKING POLICE” I continue yelling. He quickly takes his stuff and leaves.
