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Post by jennifer ann taylor on Sept 15, 2009 18:34:34 GMT -5
Jen was sitting at her house, hands trembling about to call her boyfriend, Brent. Her life was ruined. Or at least that's what she thought.
The other night. Jen had decided to go to the club. So there was sweet, innocent Jen standing against a wall when a guy approached her. She thought nothing of it and talked to him for a while. Then next thing she knew, she was being forced into some back-room thing. Ignoring Jen's protests and pleas the guy continued on and raped her.
Horrid memories of the night flashed through Jen's mind she couldn't even bare to think of how brent would react. She slowly dialed his number and waited for an answer. When he did, she sighed and bit her lip before pulling herself together and speaking "Brent," she started "could you come to my house?" she asked. She pulled the phone away from her as she felt another sob coming. She then returned it pressed up against her cheek before continuing "please?" she asked him quietly.
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Post by mikayla renee johnson on Sept 22, 2009 19:23:39 GMT -5
Brent seemed confused at the sound of his girlfriend's choking sobs."Sure baby,"he said, calmly but concerned,"I'll be there in a second. Love you" he waited for her to return the phrase, then fllipped his razr closed. He drove there and opened her door, not worried about the lock, or her parents. He was practically family to them, so he went up to her room and opened the door, to see her crying. Brent took Jen in his arms and hugged her,"Whats wrong, love?"he asked, worried
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Post by jennifer ann taylor on Sept 22, 2009 19:42:57 GMT -5
Jen patientlly waited for Brent to come over trying to think of ways to say what had happened without making him as upset as she was. Finally when she heard the front door open, she wiped her eyes in attempt to stop crying. It didn't work. Next thing she knew she was in the arms of her boyfriend. She wrapped her arms around his torso and bit her lip as he asked what was wrong. She closed her eyes before attempting to answer.
"i...i was at the club then out of nowhere..." she swallowed and tightened the hug "this guy he just started talking to me and then he just...it just happened..." she paused "herapedme" she said quickly and quietly. She buried her face into Brent's chest and waited to hear what his reaction would be. She hoped he wouldn't yell, she didn't want her parents to find out.
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Post by mikayla renee johnson on Sept 22, 2009 20:03:12 GMT -5
Brent instantly tensed slightly when he heard the word 'club' escape jen's lips, and then he was about ready to kill someone when she said she was raped. He held her closely, kissing her forehead and her hair. He let her sob into his chest. "Oh my god, Jen"he mumbled, holding her tighter without hurting her."We need to call the police."he told her seriously
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Post by jennifer ann taylor on Sept 22, 2009 20:10:51 GMT -5
Her eyes winded when he said they needed to call the police. "NO! no no no no no! we- we cannot call the police, no" she said. The last thing she needed to happen was for this to end up on gossip girl or the news or something. "Brent, you cannot tell anyone about this!" she said to him. She didn't want anyone to find out, but she trusted Brent which is why she told him instead of her brother or parents or even the police.
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Post by mikayla renee johnson on Sept 22, 2009 20:13:48 GMT -5
"Jen, i know its hard but you need to"he stressed."that guy is out there--he may get to other girls. We need to get him caught. What if you're pregnant...what if...what if.." he sighed, getting really frustrated."Please jen, i won't tell if you don't want me to- but you need to
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Post by jennifer ann taylor on Sept 22, 2009 20:21:03 GMT -5
She cringed as he mentioned her being pregnant. That couldn't happen. It just couldn't. She nodded as he said she needed to tell. She hated that he was right. "I Love You" she murmured to him. She looked up at him before looking at the ground. If she was pregnant, there's no way in hell she'd be able to raise the baby. No way. She was only seventeen and was no where near being ready for that kind of responsibility.
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Post by mikayla renee johnson on Sept 22, 2009 20:24:57 GMT -5
"I love you too, babe" he replied,cupping her face and kissing her tenderly. He frowned,"So do you want to? I'm not going to force you.."he replied, tucking a strand of her golden hair behind her ear and staring into her eyes
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Post by jennifer ann taylor on Sept 23, 2009 7:22:44 GMT -5
She kissed him back softly. She sighed as he asked her if she wanted to tell. She looked up into his eyes and answered his question "not yet" she said. She bit her lip. She really didn't wanto tell anyone, although she knew she needed to.
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Post by priscilla abbi marshall on Sept 23, 2009 17:44:54 GMT -5
"Okay, but the sooner the better. I have a bad feeling about this. Someone could be getting raped Right now" as if on que, jen's phone began to ring with a text from the YOU POST gossip girl!
omfg. i was at the mall, and i saw prissy. she was like, having a panic attack. when i went to follow her and see what was wrong, she told devin she was raped ooc;; because guilting her will sooo work. rotfl
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