"No Roy, not tonight."

Everyone danced around us, ignoring our conversation as if it was normal. 

He grabbed my hand and leaned in closer, "come on babe, I'll be nice."

I shoved him off but, he latched onto my forearm.

"This isn't a choice." he said hoarsely. 

Roy pulled me away from the party goers and down a hall. With all the strength I had I tired to brake away from him but, it didn't compare to his strength. 

"Roy." I huffed, clawing at his hand.

He pulled me into a navy painted bedroom, trophies lined the walls. This was Roy's room because I heard he was the best player of the lacrosse team in our school.

He pulled me on top of his bed, forcing me to lay down.

"Roy.......your drunk, I don't want this and...... neither do you." I stuttered. 

He held my hands over my head, "I know what I want and that's you." 

His lips fell on mine and everything else faded away.....