Nick reached out and ran a hand down the side of her body. She responded to his touch by pulling him closer and engaging in a kiss.

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He carried Britt into a room, away from the crowd. After laying her down on a mattress on the floor, he began deciding on his next move. Britt was completely still, almost comatose.

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She reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Nick unzipped the back of her small dress and watched it drop to the floor revealing her naked form. He sighed unsurely before pressing his lips to hers again.

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He began to remove his clothes, quietly, as not to wake her. After he had completely stripped down, he moved towards her. He ran his hands down the front of Britt’s body, all the while thinking to himself, ‘this is going to be easier than I thought, not much to take off’. Without even touching the top half of her body, he slowly removed the tall boots she was wearing, trying not to make to much movement. Britt did not respond to his touch, the man smiled.

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Her body traveled down his, unbuttoning his pants all the way. As her knees reached the floor, her pants met them. She looked up at him and smiled. Nick threw his head back as she took him in her mouth.

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He lowered himself onto Britt after discarding the clothes that covered the bottom half of her body. As he began to push himself inside of her, she moved.

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Nick lowered her onto the bed, thinking of nothing except relieving the pain that he felt because of the rejection. He slammed himself into her body, burying every ounce of pain he felt.

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Britt opened her eyes as she saw a stranger hovering above her, she felt something going on inside of her but she was too groggy to know what was going on.

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Nick had been over powered by her, she wanted to take control, which was fine with him. That way, he didn’t feel as much at fault. Nick knew this was wrong. Passion over took his thoughts and began calling for her.

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After the realization set in, Britt was terrified. She didn’t know whether to scream or be quiet. She didn’t know who was doing this to her either. All she knew was that she wanted one person, there was only one person that could help her.

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“BRITT,” Nick yelled as he felt his release.

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“NICK,” Britt screamed out in fear as the man above her realized that she was no longer unconscious. He grabbed her by the wrists and held her down as he continued to pound himself into her. Tears streamed down her face. Britt couldn’t think to fight back, she was in survival mode and all she wanted to do was get through this and then she could be with Nick, it would be ok if she could just be with Nick.

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Nick rolled off of the girl, coming to the realization that is was only the alcohol, then his imagination that allowed him to do what he did. He knew that it was wrong, even though everytime he went to someone else he pretended it was Britt. But he did know that no matter how much he tried to pretend that it was her, it wasn’t. He also knew that he always felt worse afterwards.

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After he had finished, Britt was left alone in a dark, dirty room in the back of the club. She had barely moved, except to curl her nude body into the fetile position. Her sobs racked her entire body. She was completely zoned out. All of a sudden, she heard noise around her, then felt a touch on her bare arm, “Nicky?” she asked.

She looked up and saw Jordan hovering over her, along with Gavin, who had thrown the party. Without even thinking curled her body even tighter and held her legs to her chest. Jordan was visibly shaken, trying to get her to listen, “Britt, what happened are you ok? Who did this to you?”

Britt didn’t respond. She felt a pair of large hands lifting her from the bed. At first she was afraid, then she looked over to see Jordan removing her wings before placing a blanket over her.

“I don’t know what to do,” Jordan said, fear apparent in her voice.

“We need to take her to the hospital, get her checked out. We will worry about who did this later,” Gavin replied as he carried Britt out the back door of the warehouse.