MidReal Story

Betrayal in Small Town Secrets

Scenario:my names lorelai and Im getting raped by my best friend named conner
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my names lorelai and Im getting raped by my best friend named conner
I was drunk.
Not tipsy, not buzzed, but drunk.
I’d never been much of a drinker; I always felt out of control when I did.
But tonight I’d let Conner talk me into shots and beers and wine and more shots.
I was drunk.
And I was tired.
It was after two in the morning, and we’d closed down the only bar in Oakdale, a small town forty minutes south of Nashville.
The only taxi service was booked for the next two hours, so Conner had offered to drive us home.
We lived in the same neighborhood, just a few streets apart.
It made sense.
I was drunk, though.
I shouldn’t get in a car with just Conner and no one else.
That’s what my brain was saying.
My body just wanted to lie down and go to sleep.
Conner had helped me out of the bar and down the sidewalk to his truck.