Chapter 11- Teasing Is Always Fun

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It's been a couple of days since everything happened.

I've been awake all night. I have 5 showers per day, trying to scrub off his touch.

I don't think I've ever turned red from the heat.

I can't go to sleep, I can't eat. All I do is lay down in bed, with a high heel in my hands just in case.

Damon called every day. I told him everything was okay. We never talked about me saying I love you to him.
He asked where Carter was. I said he went somewhere. He told me Jordan would be coming. I couldn't say no.

Jordan always comes at 11. It's only 10 now.

I get up from my bed, and walk towards my closet.

I already had two showers in the morning.

I get changed quickly just as I hear the door bell ring

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I get changed quickly just as I hear the door bell ring. He's early today.

I pick up my hair brush, and stuff it behind me, under my jeans, like it's a gun.

Note to self- get a gun.

"Gabi!" I hear Jordan's voice.

I take a deep breath and walk out of my room.

"Gabi I bought you breakfast. I made it at home" I see him standing in the hallway. I fake a smile.

"I've already ate" he sighs as I walk downstairs.

"You always eat before I come. Can you at least eat with me? I feel like a fat pig if I'm the only one eating" I nod slowly

The door opens and Damon walks in.

"Ella.." he whispers looking at me, concerned.

I smile. He opens his arms and I run to him, hugging him tightly.

"I missed you so much" I mumble, as he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"Ella what happened to you" he whispers and I start crying. Crying like I've never cried in my life.

"Don't leave again. Please. Take me as well, everywhere you go. I don't care. Just don't leave me alone. Please" I whisper, tightening my hands around his neck.

"Ella what happened" he says again.

"Carter h-he tried t-to r-rap-pe me." His hands tighten around me.

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