Chapter 2-10

 Trigger Warning: While I try to keep things PG13, one scene may be inappropriate for younger readers or those sensitive to sexual situations such as rape. There isn't any nudity or anything graphic, but there is a scene where sexual assault is implied.

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Ginger has a boyfriend now. I’m not surprised since she is a very pretty girl. His name is Pomegranate Tart. I can’t say I’m pleased with her choice in men, but if she’s happy, I’m happy for her. However, I just can’t shake the feeling that there is something off about him.

Ginger’s POV

Pomegranate: Hey, baby, wanna hang tonight?

Ginger: Yeah sure, I’ll be there. Love you <3

I send the text and my heart flutters. I love this man. He’s one of the best players on the school’s football team, and the guy that all the girls want. I am really surprised that he chose me over the other girls at school.

Mandarin, like my mother, doesn’t like him. I don’t get it, what’s not to like? Mandarin seems to think that Pomegranate is the type to just walk away when things get tough. I think he’s just jealous.

I arrive at Pom’s house around 8 o’clock. Thankfully this time it was just the two of us. I hate having his friends around all the time.

Pomegranate: Just in time. Let me make you a drink.

 Ginger: Alright, I’m in!

In hindsight, the alcohol was a bad idea. One drink turned into three, and we were wasted within the hour.

Pomegranate: Come on, let’s go inside.

Ginger: (slurring) m’kay

He leads me to his bedroom. I can barely stand, much less walk, so he’s practically carrying me. He puts me on his bed then joins me, leaning over me.

  

Pomegranate: Wanna have some fun, babe?

Ginger: hmmm?

I was so out of it, I didn’t understand what he was saying so I just went with it.

Pomegranate: Alright, I’ll take that as a yes.

 Then I passed out.

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I wake up the next morning, confused, not remembering anything from the night before.

What happened? Where am I?

Then I vaguely remember what happened. I was brought into Pom’s room, but what happened

afterwards. Sitting up and looking down at myself, I see that I’m in my underwear. Where are my clothes? Did I spill something on them and take them off to wash?

I find my clothes on the floor next to the bed, then I get dressed and exit the house. Pomegranate is heading back to the house after his morning walk.

  

Ginger: *angrily* Hey! I need to talk to you! What happened last night?

Pomegranate: You don’t remember?

Ginger: No, duh, that’s why I’m asking.

Pomegranate: We made love; it was awesome.

Ginger: We what?! I don’t recall that, and I most certainly did not give consent!

Pomegranate: Sounded like you did.

Ginger: Well, I didn’t. Whatever I said while I was drunk, does not count as consent. Did you do this on purpose?

Pomegranate: Do what?

Ginger: Get me drunk so you could sleep with me—or rather take advantage of me.

Pomegranate: Seriously, baby? You think that was on purpose?

He pulls me into his arms and kisses me. I push him away and slap him.

Ginger: Get away from me. I’m leaving.

I turn around and walk off. I hail a taxi and go home. Mom was worried sick.

Lilac: Honey, are you okay? You look awful.

Ginger: I’m fine Mom, just had a long night. I’m going to take a nap.

I was still feeling the effects from the alcohol, but I didn’t want to tell my mom that I had been drinking. I also didn’t feel like talking about what Pomegranate did to me. I went to my room and fell asleep. Guess I was more tired than I thought. 

Lilac’s POV

After Ginger disappears into her room, I turn to Apricot.

Lilac: I’m worried about her, Apri. There’s something she’s not telling us.

Apricot: I got the same vibe. She’ll tell us when she’s ready. I hope.

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