for her soda and taking a deep drink. She turned to Elizabeth, part of her hoping she would share a little bit about herself. They had been roommates for a few weeks and, honestly, Chrissy didn't know much more than Elizabeth's name and that she was from Long Island.
"I didn't date much in high school. Basketball took up all my time and my grades are insanely important to my parents. They are both lawyers and making anything less than a hundred was frowned upon." She shrugged, sitting back and taking a shaky breath. "I wanted out of the house more than anything, so I decided to take the scholarship offered at UCLA and then my parents talked me into this low grade nothing school for sports and I hated it. The weather was nice, but that was it."
"You're transferring from Los Angeles? I thought you went to NYU or something," Jani butted in.
"Nope, from Cali."
"Why in the world would you leave there? I heard the weather is beautiful and the guys are blistering hot." Jani laughed.
Chrissy kept her thoughts to herself, the shifts in expression on Elizabeth's face telling quickly that a bomb was headed their way in the story. Something had happened to push Elizabeth back toward home and it couldn't be good.
"That's all true. I met one of those hot guys on campus and started dating him. One night at a large frat party he slipped something in my drink that drugged me pretty bad. I remember trying to fight against him when he pulled me into the ‘purple room’." She paused as tears filled her eyes.
Chrissy reached over and touched her arm. "Hey, you don't have to share this if you don't want to."
"I want to, it's just hard. I haven't talked about it since pressing charges against him and the whole damn fraternity." Elizabeth reached for the napkin Jani extended to her. "I can't tell you what happened. I was too far gone on the drug to know, but I was in the hospital for a week after that. I know I was raped.” She swallowed. “I'm done with men... forever."
CHAPTER 5
Their conversation Monday night had opened a new door. Jani and Chrissy moved in and hugged on Elizabeth, promising to be there for her should she need them. Chrissy had never experienced anything so damning and didn't know how to respond, so she did what was natural and loved on the girl. They spent all day Tuesday together holed up in the dorm room eating loads of snacks and pretending to study.
Wednesday came much too quickly.
"Are you sure you don't need my help getting into the classroom?" Jason moved in front of her as Chrissy reached back to shut the door to the car.
"I'm good. I got this. I've been practicing for the last two days. My armpits are sore, but I'll make it." Chrissy smiled, reaching up to adjust the backpack strap on her shoulder.
"Okay. I'll be here when you get done then."
"No, go take your tests and let's just meet tonight at The Red Coats. I want to celebrate when this test is over, even if I do a face plant on it."
"I'm sure you'll do fine." He laughed and leaned against the car. "How’re you getting home if I don't take you?"
"The dorm is less than a quarter of a mile from here, Jason. I'm going to walk. It's good practice for me, anyway."
"I don't like it."
"I don't care." She smiled and turned to walk away. "Love you. See you tonight. Tell the hottie from Boston to come with you."
"That's not funny." Her brother's voice carried to her as she hobbled toward the stairs. "Bring that pretty basketball girl with you. I could use a good lay."
Chrissy stopped and turned around. "Hey, about her. It's a no go. She's not interested and don't joke about sex with her. It's a sensitive subject. Okay?"
Jason crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head. "Okay... love your cryptic message."
"I'm serious. Find someone else. She's off limits."
"Then so is Ryan."
"Who's Ryan?"
"The dick from Boston."
"I like dick from Boston." She laughed and turned around as her brother threw choice words at her. "Fine. No