fatefulnight1

(Scene opens at a college frat party near town, Jackie's cheerleading friends have convinced her to go, reluctantly.)

"I can't believe I came! This is soooo stupid, do you know how much trouble I could get into if someone I know ends up here Cindy?" Jackie grips to her nearest friend.

"Relax Jackie! You won't get caught, plus it'll be fun to meet some mature older men, especially college football players." Cindy replies slyly. Jackie glances around the room at the wild crowd of energetic college kids.

"There are no mature men here! Oh my God, look at them! There not fit for the zoo!"

"Oh please Jackie, quit being such a prude and have fun, noone likes an ice princess!"

With that Cindy flounced off to flirt with a group of drunk boys. Helpless Jackie takes a seat on a nearby unoccupied couch.
Minutes later a built guy in a lettermans jacket takes a seat next to her.

"Hey sweetie, I John Johnson, QB of this college's football team." Jackie looks at him critically.She shrugs and smiles.

"I'm Jackie."

"A highschooler?"

"How'd you know?"

"Obvious reasons, and your a cheerleader."

Jackie's smile broadens.

"That's right!"

"And I would never miss a face like yours in this college, I know all gorgeous women around here. Do you want to go get something to drink? I think the other less crowded kitchen is upstairs."

"Sure, anyways, it might be nice to get away from all of this noise."

When they got upstairs to the other kitchen, she was introduced to his other football friends, all who seemed very nice. Jackie was taking a drink of ice water when she felt herself being brutally pulled away by John. He dragged her into a nearby bedroom and shoved her unto the bed, his other 3 friends appeared behind him as he shut the bedroom door and locked it.

"What's going on?" She asked, fear evident in her voice.

"It's just a little initiation we do for all highschool girls who catches our eye. Think of it as a game.

It's called, "Little Girl gets a taste of reality"!"

The words hit her like a ton of bricks and she was paralyzed with fear. All she could do was scream and cry as they ravaged her. Her fighting instincts weren't kicking in and after a while she mercifully blacked out.
When she came to the boys were gone. she weakly stood up, and walked to the nearest mirror to peer at her reflection. Her perfect skin had black and blue marks and her arms were covered with bruises from rough hands. She suddeny felt very ill and vomited in the nearest trash can. When she shook that off she noticed a note on the bed. It read,
If you tell anyone, you'll get it 10 times worse than before, and you just might find yourself in a drawer at the town morgue. We have our eyes on you sweetie.
P.S. We will meet again.

Jackie flew down the stairs to find her friends, and when she did they looked her over gleefully.

"Jackie got some!"

"Was it good?"

"Was he a football player?"
Jackie looked at them increduously.

"I was raped you bitches!"
One of them stepped forward.

"Come on Jackie, how could you have been raped? You probably liked it!"
Jackie screamed in anger and slapped her friend across the face. Another one rushed over to calm her.

"Jackie, are you sure it was rape?"

"Of course I'm fucking sure! There were 4 of them, and I'm going to the police!"

"No!" All six of the cheerleaders cried in unison.

"Do you realize how much trouble we would be in? Minors at a drinking party?"
"It wouldn't hold up in court!"

"They would say you brought it on yourself, which you did!"

"And who would you be helping? Noone."

Jackie was taken back by their barrage of comments. Then she thought of the threats. They were dead right. Noone would be helped.

"O.k., I'll keep quiet."

"Good, we knew you would see it our way."

After Jackie got home that night, she lay awake and thought of what had just occured.
Why me? Did I lead them on? Am I a slut?
The answers she gave herself were:
You asked for it. You did lead them on, andyou are a dirty dirty slut.

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