Dear Grace,
        I know I closed myself off a few months ago. I know it hurt you as much as it hurt me, and I hope you understand it was because I felt that couldn't trust anyone. I told myself that I couldn't trust you or James, or even myself. Something really bad happened all those months ago at Max's party. It was after James' big football game, and Max threw a huge party because our team had won. We got ready together, and you were all excited to see Max. I still didn't like him, but I went along with it because I didn't want to rain on you're parade. We all kind of took off in different directions when we got there. James to go find his friends, you to go ask Lenny about some homework assignment, and I went to find some food. I don't remember a lot from that night. I ended up having a few drinks to ease my stress from exams, and the rest of the night was a huge blur up until I saw Owen. By then I was a bit more sober. We talked for a while, though it was kind of awkward. We were upstairs along with a couple of other people. After a few awkward silences I told him bye and started heading downstairs to find you and James, but then I was spun around. That's when Owen pinned me against the wall, and started kissing me. I tried to get him off, but he was too heavy. He walked me into an empty bedroom, and Grace I couldn't do it, I couldn't get him off. I couldn't save myself.
 
                                      Love,
                                              Madeleine
                    

A/N: Okay please no hate for this chapter because when I write I put myself in Madeleine's shoes, and that made it really hard to write this. I mean how do you tell your best friend something like this that you've kept to yourself for months.