Or drug convicted prison rape.
Meh he'd be someones bitch, nevermind.
Rookie comes off as a nice guy. The kind of person who feels that by being friendly with a girl they owe him something.
It's a night out with a group of friends. Go see a movie together, a concert, or some sort of special event; afterwards they hit up the bar. Lindsey and John are already in a relationship while Paul is hitting up the single ladies. That leaves Rookie and Kaitlyn together. They've known each other for years now and have been great friends, but only friends. Rookie has always wanted more from the start but Kaitlyn has made it clear that while he's an awesome guy she just wouldn't feel right in a romantic relationship with him.
Rookie is mostly good; fairly intelligent, polite, a bit reserved though. He gets a few drinks in and starts to get a little tipsy; being the good boy he is he doesn't really get drunk a lot so he's a featherweight. Inhibitions suppressed he begins to make passes at Kaitlyn again who has downed more than her share of whiskey and roostertail drinks. She still maintains that their relationship is only platonic. "That loving whore," Rookie thinks to himself, "I've always been there for her. Whenever her trashy jerkass boyfriends treat her like stuff I'm always there for her. Why can't she see I'm the guy for her? I'm the only person who treats her right, she owes it to me."
It's at this point where an idea starts getting tossed around Rookie's head. The alcohol is taking its toll and subconscious desires are surfacing. It's no secret that Kaitlyn is a tiny bit of a lush; the other friends are off doing their thing and having a good time themselves. Rookie sobers up a bit so he can carry out his plan. He coaxes Kaitlyn into downing more and more shots, eventually she is so trashed she's about to black out. Being the white knight he is Rookie tells the group that he's going to head out with Kaitlyn since he doesn't feel safe with her being so intoxicated around so many sleazy guys. John, Lindsey, and Paul are having fun and have no qualms with Rookie's idea. They know he's a nice guy and a great friend to Kaitlyn so he'll look after her; they bid farewell and head back to Rookie's place.
It's at this point that Rookie decides to make a quick stop at the liquor store down the block from his place. Laying Kaitlyn down on his couch he tries yet again to gain her affection. He moves in close to her and starts telling her about how awesome she is and how he cares about her more than any other girl. Placing his hand on her thigh he moves even closer, whispering into her ear about how special she is and that she deserves better guys than what she gets. He turns her head and prepares to kiss her when she pushes him back and once again states (as best as a sloppy drunk lush can), "Rookie, you know we're best friends, but that's it, friends. I don't want to hurt you, but I don't see you as my boyfriend. Not now, or ever."
Rookie is enraged. Leaping up from the couch he starts screaming at her; something he's never done before. Spilling out all the resentment he has for her he shouts, "You loving stupid whore! I've always been looking out for you and this is how you repay me!? I've watched you jump from half a dozen sleazy douchebag boyfriends these past few years and have always been here for your support when they dump you and move on to the next piece of ass. No, you're not doing this to me anymore!"
Reaching for the bag he had picked up at the store he pulls out a large bottle of whiskey. Forcing the top open he moves in and pins down Kaitlyn who is too inhibited to offer any resistance. All she can do is sob as Rookie pours the whiskey down her mouth, clasping his hand around her mouth and rubbing her throat to force it down. A few minutes later Kaitlyn is blacked out. Rookie downs what is left of the bottle and drags Kaitlyn across the floor to his bedroom, locking the door behind him.
Kaitlyn wakes up the next morning on a familiar couch. She has no idea what happened last night and all she can concentrate on is the overwhelming headache from a night of hard drinking. Rookie creeps out of his bedroom making sure to keep the scene concealed and closes the door behind him. He sits on the couch and explains to Kaitlyn about the wild night they had, "You were getting so smashed that you were about to start dancing topless for a group of rowdy drunks on the pool table. You naughty girl! I brought you home here and laid you down on the couch to keep you safe, everything is fine." Kaitlyn isn't reassured by his words though. She looks down at herself and notices these strange bruises on her arms and ankles, and there is an intense pang in her lower chest. She's not entirely sure what happened last night, but she is convinced that because of what happened her and Rookie's relationship would never be the same.
Rookie, you disgust me.
