The Night That Changed Everything

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Hey guys, this is my new story and it's called The Night That Changed everything. I really hope you like it and i would love it if you continue to read it. The story does get much better as you go along so please don't stop reading just because my prologue may not be perfect.  

I really hope you continue to read and i really hope you enjoy it. Thank you for reading and sorry for any mistakes! I've posted a picture of the main character Kayla, who is being played by the beautiful Ashley Greene :) Please vote <3

Chelcia xx

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Kayla

My arms extend; distant memories of last night swimming lazily in my head, but just out of reach. I flutter open my heavy eyes, looking around at the blurry, unfamiliar environment before leisurely sitting upright. The surroundings finally fall into place, leading my heart to freeze as the world seems to fall still. Relization suddenly dawns that I'm not in my room and I am definitely not in my own bed.

I anxiously gaze across the strange bedroom, questioning where the hell am I? Letting out a sigh of relief, my eyes spot my red thong and bra lying on the cluttered floor, only for my face to fall in disbelief as I see that they're next to a pair of grey boxers. I look to my left, that’s when I realize that I’m alone in the bed. 

"Stay calm Kayla, don't panic," I mutter to myself, shakingly running my fingers through my tangled hair, questioning what to do, but that’s easier said than done.

Millions of thoughts begin to race through my mind as I try and recall last night's events which have landed me in this strangers bed. My heart stops as the scariest thought of all fills my mind, what if I've been raped? I anxiously look for a phone nearby to call the cops but there's not one in sight. The headache stunts my scream, but pounding a scream of it's own inside of my head. 

"Arghh," I groan, placing a hand on my throbbing head, the tenderness making me wince. 

A deep voice coming from the near distance verbalizes, "Well good morning beautiful, would you like some breakfast?" leading my racing heart to fire from out of my chest at the unexpected and unfamiliar voice whilst letting out a silent cry as I huddle up like a small, frightened child in the bed.

I try to see if I recognize the voice, but I can't seem to place it. A tall, tan, muscular guy with golden hair and sea blue eyes walks into the room. He’s without a shirt, revealing his perfectly hairless chest. He smiles at me, with a smile that would make any girl melt, "So would you like some breakfast or not?"

My eyes alter to the bulge in his tight boxers, gradually examining his muscular chest before returning my eyes to his handsome face. My face reddens as I realise that he's staring at me. He clears his throat as his eyebrows rise in expectation, "Well?"

I open my mouth to reply, but no words are capable of escaping, leaving my mouth to simply hang open. Seconds later, I finally manage to stutter, "Uh, um, no thank you."

He chuckles, "Oh come on, my cooking isn't that bad," he says, gliding his fingers through his thick, blonde hair as a small smile lingers on his face, "In fact, I'd say that it's pretty good."

The corner of my lips gradually turn upright, creating a small smile before returning to it's straight, fixed postion. I take a deep breath before nervously asking, "Who are you?"

He looks at me surprisingly as he asks, "Who am I? I'm Damion, remember?"

"Well Damion, what am I doing in your apartment?" I ask, "If you hurt me, I swear to God I'm going to ring the cops and get you locked up!" I threaten, clutching onto the sheets for protection as I sink below them in fear, simply knowing that he could knock me out in one blow. 

"What the hell? I haven't hurt you!" He declares before letting out a small laugh and smirking at me, "If anything you hurt me. You were crazy last night,” he winks. After seeing the frightened, confused expression on my face, he uncomfortably clears his throat, "You seem hung over, uh, let me get you a glass of water."