The guy shrugged. "The girl with the white pants?"
"Where is she?!"
The man pointed to the third bedroom. "She went in there with some dude."
Scotty, Phonso and G looked at where the man had gestured and then the faint, muffled sounds of screams could be heard.
Scotty rushed the door, trying the knob and finding it frozen in place. G quickly fumbled for the key in his pocket. But before he could retrieve it, Scotty had backed up a few steps and then rushed forward using his shoulder to crash through the cheap wooden door.
Donald Miller's pants were half down and he was struggling with Vanessa's tight jeans. The two were on the floor and despite being half drugged out, Vanessa had managed to knee Donald in the balls. Her shirt was ripped open and so was her bra. There was a bruise forming under her eye and it was clear that she'd been punched in the face more than once.