(F/N) P.O.V
I wake up slowly and I recognize the room isn't mine. I stand up slowly and look around. 'It looks like this a boy's room.' I thought and the memories last night began to flood in my mind. My head started to ache.
"What's the matter with my precious girl?" A familiar voice said from the doorway. I turn around and see the face clearly. Virus, the boy you first fell in love. I notice that Trip wasn't with him.
He slowly made it's way to me. He moved closer and as I back away. My back was pressed by the cold and hard wall. Virus trapped me with both of his hands on the side of my head.
He was smirking. He moved forward and I blushed madly. I was finding a way to escape but it was nowhere to run and was too late. His lips pressed against mine and I blushed even more. I could feel something on his mouth.
As he massage my right breast, I gasped at the sudden movement. He had his chance to slid his tongue into my mouth. I could feel something was pushed down into my throat. I swallowed it and my vision became blurry.
He broke the kiss and smirk at me. There was a string of saliva connecting our lips. "Your mine now." I blush and blacked out.
