Save Me

I was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable on Connors lap. He kept rubbing my ass and trying to grab at my chest. I liked Connor as a brother, nothing more, nothing less. His behaviour kept continuing until I sat up and walked downstairs.

Brian I noticed had left his damsel in distress alone, I wonder why? For some reason I felt tension between me and Michelle, she kept glaring at me yet smirking as if she fooled me over something. Maybe she was upset I hit her sister? I shake my thoughts away and continue to sit on a bean bag chair.

Connor followed me, picking me up and sitting on the bean bag chair with me, continuing to feel up my shirt, where I squirmed. Desperately trying to move away, he only laughed and kept doing it. Was he on something? Drunk already or high as a kite? Either way I wasn't excited about it.

Suddenly, he sits up and gets off the chair, walking me up both sets of stairs, into his room. He kicks the door open to see a couple making out all over his bed. I try my best not to laugh however I was also worried about what we were doing up here.

"Hey! Get out of my bed I have some things to do!" He yells at them.

They disperse like cockroaches when the lights turned on. He throws me on his bed, unbuckling his pants and taking off his shirt. I roll over off the bed and try moving over to the door, but he stops me.

"Cmon Sarah, I know you want this." He taunts, hearing the click of the lock his door. "Don't fight it."

My first instinct was to scream,but I knew better. He would smack the shit out of me and make this worse. I try to relax but I can't all I'm thinking about his Brian, downstairs with Michelle.

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*Brian's POV*

I moved away from Michelle into the bathroom to call Matt. There was no way in he'll he would be okay with this. The phone is ringing, but it just goes to voicemail. I pound my fist on the wall and curse to myself. Do I deal with this? Would he be at my throat over it?

Making my decision I start to walk past Michelle, I needed to get Sarah out of here. However, a snark comment from Michelle causes my blood to boil.

"They went up into his room." She hisses.

My face feels hot as I walk up the atairs, stomping on each one. What was she thinking? Telling me she loved me and sleeping with him? There was no way she'd do this without being hyped up on something. I smash my fist on his door only hearing an awkward silence, was anything even going on?

"What!" Connor yells.

Afterwards I hear a series of whimpers, what the fuck? I twist the doorknob but it's locked. I angrily kick at the door but it doesn't budge, I clench my teeth and think, was Sarah being raped?

Notes

God it's been a year but I'm still here and I'm finally in a solid place to continue writing