Tonight was going to be different. Tonight...Allie was determined to have fun. After going through such difficult times in the past year, she figured this was going to be a new start. A new start to her new life of moving on past everything horrible in her past. Everything that haunted her dreams and every thought during both day and night. Thoughts of her best friends death, the boy she loved's suicide, the reoccurring glares and mumbles she got from people she used to call friends. She was a stranger in her own world and she was sick of it. Sick of everything. After tonight, she would finally be passed it all. She would finally be free from her haunting past; she would not let it continue.
After all Allie had been through, she decided it was finally time to go try and live her life. She was sick of staying at home crying because of things she had no control over. Things that wouldn't be changed just because she wished they were different or cried for hours over them. Things... that she may always regret, but just wanted to stop being haunted by. Starting that night, January 1, 2006, her life would become hers again.
All week long, Allie had heard nothing but news of the "wicked" party everyone would be attending on that Saturday night. It was all her friends, and everyone else could talk about. Jim Carter was finally throwing a big bash while his wealthy parents were out of town. Of course at first Allie thought the whole thing was stupid. But after giving it some thought, maybe going to the party would help her move past all the crap she went through. Maybe it would help her begin to start forgetting about the horrible flashbacks of each crappy event that she had to witness and go through in her life. Just maybe, this party would help Allie restart her life as a normal teenage girl; or so she thought.
Saturday night, the day of the big party. Allie made plans with a group of her friends to go the party. Most of them were rather shocked she wanted to go, considering Allie was never much of a "party girl". But they welcomed her without any question and open arms.
Allie's friend Amanda picked her up at her house around eight and from there they were off. Off to the party that would change Allie's perspective on life. Of course, Allie knew none of this as she was climbing into the car. If she had known, I bet she would have stayed at home and not thought twice about what she would be missing out on. But of course, being human, Allie had no way of knowing...and so she went.
Upon arriving at the house, most of Allie's friends met up with them as her and Amanda walked through the door. Being a good friend, Amanda asked Allie is she wanted her to stay with her, and not wanting to be a downer, she told Amanda to go have fun. Deciding to explore the house, Allie walked around and eventually found herself in the kitchen where the beverages were being passed out. Before she really knew what was happening, she had finished off 3 cups of beer and a shot of vodka. The vodka almost made her throw up, but she was able to keep it down. Feeling a little dizzy, Allie decided to go find someplace quiet to go sit down.
Stumbling as she went, Allie tried to make it up the stairs. Of course she failed miserably. To her luck, a boy she had met earlier found her and helped her walk up the stairs. When the two of them got to a non occupied room, the boy, Ben, helped her over to the bed. As she laid down, Ben sat in a chair next to her. Allie thought he was so kind to stay there with her even though she told him he could go back to the party. Feeling kind of sick again, Ben offered to go get Allie a glass of water to help settle her stomach. When Ben got back, he has a fresh glass of water and handed Allie some Aspirin to help with her stomach and headache.
Soon, Allie began to feel more nauseous and dizzy. The room began spinning faster and she could hardly understand what Ben was saying to her. Before she realized it, Ben was on top of her and she knew exactly what was happening to her. But she was so dizzy and disoriented that she didn't know what she could do about it. Allie could barely move and speak, so when she tried to scream, hardly any noise came out. Within a minute, Allie passed out.
The next thing Allie could remember, was waking up on the bed with a terrible headache. There was no longer music playing downstairs and the sun was partly shinning through the window. As Allie looked around the room, everything seemed to be perfect, except of course her and the bed. The sheets were all turned about and there was something on them. When Allie sat up, she noticed it was blood. As soon as it hit her, she began to cry. Allie realized that Ben had drugged her the night before while she thought he was helping her. And as she got up and looked at herself in a mirror, she was covered in bruises; although they couldn't even come close to resembling the agony she was feeling inside. The night she was supposed to began reliving her life, turned out to be one of her worst nightmares. The night of January 1, 2006, Allie was raped.
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