Hi I'm making a pt 2 because I hate to leave people hanging :D You then grew tired of h/n's bullsh*t And went up to your room. You remembered h/n and y/n shared rooms. So once you were done, you layed out a sleeping bag in an empty room and grabbed a book from y/n's nightstand. Once you got into the empty room, you saw h/n sitting on the sleeping bag. "Why are you ignoring me." You rolled your eyes. "Still not talking..?" H/n then stood up and grabbed your waist, and began kissing you passionately. You tried pushing him off of you, but instead he brings you into the bedroom and lays you on the bed. "Consent..?" You shook your head. "What's wrong..?" You pushed his chest off of yours. "Period." He seemed disappointed. "Come on." He groaned under his breath. "Jeez I'm so sorry I didn't have s*x with you." You scoffed and went out of the room. "Y/n I didn't mean it like that I just-" "save it okay-? It doesn't matter anymore okay?" H/n tried to grab you but you shook him off. "I'm going out for a bit. Be back at 12. "No you aren't. You'll get drunk, then end up sleeping with some other small minded d*ckhead. "You can't stop me." You went out the door, and hopped in your car. You didn't even think about it. You just wanted to leave his annoying ass for a bit. Once you have a few drinks, you feel a strong arm drag you by the arm outside and into a car. "Let GoOoooO oOf meeH" your vision was blurred, and it was clear to see you had way too many drinks. Nobody spoke. Once the car stopped, you saw the car door open, and that was the last thing you saw before you passed out. Once you awoke, you saw yourself in a bedroom with tampons and pads on the bedside table, and a card reading: sorry the club was further away than I thought love. I got us a hotel room. I'm sorry about yesterday. I'm at work. See you later! You then sat up, took a shower, and changed clothes. You then decided to go shopping to lift the mood. Once you go to a few shops, you see a sign reading: thrift store this way ➡️ It looked sketchy but you were dying for some new clothes, so you follow the sketchy sign that leads to an alley. "Is anyone here?" Of course it was obvious you were hungover, your voice wasn't right. You start to exit the alleyway when somebody covers your mouth with a hangerchief covered in drugs. All you could hear as the drugs slowly took in, was muffled screams and gunshots. Pt 3 at 5 likes c: