RAPED

16.I pined for you

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Martina
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One heartbeat, one gasp , one memory made me open my eyes and wake up in a second and put myself straight up in bed.

Last night, feels like a dream in my mind. I can't focus on the details or remember anything just clear.

It's like water, slowly spreading and fading out which makes it hard to know what's reality and what never happend.

All I can figure out is this group of people which I had met outdoors.

But I..

What the actual..



Where the hell am I?

Dark red painted walls surrounded me in a bed I never had woke up in. And just by staring at the bed I noticed I wasn't wearing my own clothes.

A large grey shirt covered my upperhalf and black joggings which weren't even close to my size were pulled over my legs.

Did I do this myself?

Rubbing into my eyes I stood up as the beat of my heart floated trough my ears. I could feel the sweat trembling down my face as I walked towards the door of this room and opened it.

"Hello?" My voice stuttered from the strange feeling biting in my stomach. "Hello?" I repeated myself again, praying that there was a way out of here.

"Mart-" a yell flipped out of my mouth just as my hand reached for my chest like my heart could jump out of it every second as the door beside me opened and a very known face showed up.

"Ruggero" I blew out a sigh. "Oh my goodness you terrified me"

"I terrified you?" He raised his brow, just as colour came back into his face. "You terrified me, I mean what are you doing here in my house?"

"I don't know" I shook my head, raising my shoulders as I sounded just that desperated as Sandy from Grease.

"You don't know?" He grinned as he looked at the door behind me.

"What's so funny here? I really wanna go home"

"Well be my guest, but that's Jorges room. You better should find him and ask what you guys did last night" he wiggled his eyebrows, staring at the outfit I was wearing.

"That's.." Ohmy..

"Yes it is"

"I don't get it" I stammeled.

"Me neither, you're the one here sleeping inside of his bed and wearing his clothes. "

I tried to concentrate on all the details around me, But not a thing could make me memorize what happend last night. I'm in their house, why not even my own? I'd never have go with him without any protest, well..Pretty sure I wouldn't..Right?

"Where is he in anyway?''

''In the garage'' he shrugged meanwhile checking his phone. ''Are you going to stand there all day or what?'' he frowned.

''Oh ehm, no ofcource not. I should just..yeah''

With those words I left with a shining red head down the stairs. I noticed Damien watching television in my eyecorner and he looked just that amazed as I did this morning. Without a word I passed him by on my way to their backyard, I was pretty sure their garage would be there since ours was there too.

And indeed, when I heard sounds coming out of that door I got a bit scared. What if we had hook up last night? I mean..What am I suposed to say? 'hey I woke up in your room and I have no fucking idea what I'm doing here'. ?? Just great..Just great.