WHO’S THE FATHER : CHAPTER 1 – 10
CHAPTER 4
*IN THE EVENING*
MONICA’S POV
“I can’t believe you won’t come to my prom.” Bianca complained over the phone. It’s a group call of me, Bianca and Teddy.
Teddy ? I know, I’m sorry but my mom wants me to do my homework.
Monica ? Can’t you just copy ours tomorrow morning?
Teddy ? I wish I can but she wants me to do it myself, she says I’m too stupid for her liking.
Monica ? That’s harsh.
Bianca? She’s not wrong though.
Monica? Bianca…
Teddy? I gotta go, bye.
Monica? Bye.
Bianca? See ya.( Both hung up)
I went to my bathroom, took a cool and warm buddle bath in the bath tub. Came out and applied lotions on my flawless skin.
I wore a red strapless long mermaid prom dress, with red glittered heels and white faux fur shawl and some diamond necklace, earrings and ring.
I fixed my hair in free curly with a diamond hair clip.
I took my white glittered purse and check the mirror. I look gorgeous.
I left my bedroom and headed down stairs to the living room. I smiled as I saw Mia coming down from the stairs.
She looks beautiful, wearing her navy blue mermaid dress and black heel sandals.
“You look amazing.” I complimented as she approached me.
“Thanks. You too.” She replied.
Both of us left the house and saw Justin standing in front of his Bugatti, waiting for us.
He’s so hot with wet fringed hair, black suit with red and white rose flowers in his pocket.
I grinned happily as I hugged him “Hey baby. You’re looking good.”
“Hey sweetheart, you look so beautiful.” He said as he kssed me.
“Hey.” We heard Mia, smiling and waving at us “Aren’t you two so cute. Let’s go.”
We laughed as we entered the car, Justin and I are on the front seat. Mia was at the backseat.
Justin drove off.
White do I feel something that will ruin me will happen today? I don’t feel comfortable in this car but I don’t care. Stupid intuition.
We arrived at Bianca’s mansion.
We saw people in prom outfits coming with fancy cars. Like it’s actually school prom.
Three of us came out of the car, I entwined my hand with Justin and Mia and we walked into the house as people begin to admire us again.
The house is totally large, amazing and decorated beautifully. Some are having dancing, having fun, drinking and laughing, also taking pictures.
I saw Bianca laughing with some girls. She looks so good in her strapless long limestone yellow dots ball dress.
“Hey B!” I smiled as I approached her.
WHO’S THE FATHER : CHAPTER 1 – 10
BIANCA’S POV
I smiled “Hey Monic.”Richie’s library.
“Stop calling me that!” She whined.
“Sorry, let’s just…” I stopped as I sighted Justin and Mia smiling at each other r©mantically.
What’s going on between them? I’ve been suspecting both of them. But Mia is Monica sister. They’re like Elsa and Anna.
Mia would never betray her sister.
“Bianca!” Monica snapped me out of my thoughts “Let’s just what?”
I fake smiled “Have fun.” I grinned sheepishly.
We both laughed as went to the dance floor and danced like there’s no tomorrow, drank non-alcoholic wine and sang on the stage. Songs like ‘Driver’s License by Olivia Rodrigo’ and ‘Freak The Freak Out by Victoria Justice’
WHO’S THE FATHER : CHAPTER 1 – 10
MONICA’S POV
We had a lot of fun till it’s almost 12 in the midnight and I can’t find Mia and Justin anywhere. Maybe they’ve gone home.
I can have sleepover with Bianca this night. The both of us were sitting at the bar counter, drinking wine and laughing.
“…And the doctor had to treat my uncle in the toilet.” Bianca laughed and I laughed along.
“So hilarious, that’s why you don’t use your phone in the toilet.” I giggled.
“Yeah and don’t put your hand in there when it drops.” Bianca added.
I’m pressed, I need to pee so bad, I’ve drank a lot of strawberry wine. “Babe, I need to go to the bathroom.”
“Okay dear. You still remember where the bathroom is?” She asked.
“I’ll find something.” I replied as I stood up and went upstairs.
I entered the first bedroom I saw and went straight to the toilet. I did my business and washed my hands.
I came out of the toilet and the light was switched off all of a sudden.
I frowned “What the…?”
I heard some footsteps and they locked the door.
“Hello? Who’s there?” I asked.
“Shut up bch!” I heard an extremely deep voice and I became scared.
I can’t see anyone because everywhere’s very dark. I opened my purse and was looking for my phone but someone snatched it from me.
“Stay away from me!!” I cried and wanted to run away but a guy $trangIed my neck tightly.
I noticed there’re four of them. Two are holding my hand, one wants rapping me and the last one was filming me on his phone.
“Let me go!”
“I’m sorry Monica, but I gotta do this.” The deep voice said.
“Let me go!” I yelled as I pvnched his neck by luck.
He released me and I wanted to run but I couldn’t see anything. At least they can’t see too.
“Get her.” He ordered.
Two people grabbed my hand tightly.
“Let me go!!! What did you want?!!” I yelled.
How are they seeing me?
Two of them pvshed me to the b ed and pinned my hands over my head.
“Your sweet body, baby. You’re so sxy.” The guy said and went on top of me.
“I’ll scream!” I shouted.
I realized they were wearing gas mask which had night vision. No wonder they caught me easily.
“That’s a music to my ears and this room is soundproof.” Another deep voice holding my hand said.
I begin to shed tears “Please, let me go. I’m begging you. Don’t do this please.” I begged.
“Shut up you punk!” Another one said.
“Please. Help!! Help Me!!!!” I screamed as he to..re my cIothes in piece.
“Please I’m begging you! My life will be ruined please!!” I cried bitterly.
He ignored me as he took of his trousers and inserted his thing into me.
“Help Me!!! Please!!!” I ¢ried louder and louder as it’s causing me nothing but pa!n and sorrow.
The other guys were laughing and having fun watching me being rapped. He $trangIed my neck tightly while rapping me.
I saw a white vintage bead bracelet he’s wearing.
“Stop!!! Please Stop!!! I’m begging you!!! Please!!! Help Me!!!” I continued crying and yelling for help even though no one answered.
The mon$ter rapped me till his satisfaction and all of them laughed.
“What a wh’re!”
“She’s so pretending.”
“She’s such a dirty slvt.” They mocked me as they left the bedroom.
I felt very weak. My leg and bed are filled with bIood. I can’t believe My life is ruined. I just lost my vrgnty to a rappist I don’t know.
WHO’S THE FATHER : CHAPTER 1 – 10
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