Chapter 21 Part 3

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Chapter 21 Part 3
TW: blood, drugs, sexual harassment

Chapter 21 Part 3TW: blood, drugs, sexual harassment

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Something cold was now brushing against my belly... I wasn't wearing a t-shirt I realized.

Previously

Bella's POV

Everything feels so weird.

One moment we were all sitting on the couch... the other we are now all sitting on the floor in just our underwear with a bottle in the middle.

It was spun and the bottle landed on Mason.

"You're only wearing your underwear now Donavan." spoke Cole with a laugh... an arm around one of the cheerleaders.

"I guess they'll have to come off then." he spoke with a laugh.

"Okay stop... stop ... this is going too far... we'll stop." now Mary-Kate spoke.

I tried to follow the conversation as best I could, but my eyes were closing every second. What was he giving us... it was definitely too much.

"Alright... well then."

Everyone got up now to put their clothes back on...I was still sitting there though, as I had no strength.

"I'll take care of her here... go ahead." spoke Mason.

The sisters just looked behind with a confused look before they disappeared out the door. Once everyone was out the door Mason closed the door.

"Now we're finally alone... aren't we?"


Present time

I feel like I'm going to throw up.

Where am I?

My head is pounding and everything is so... dark?

My body has no strength... why am I so tired?

I try to open my eyes, but it's hard.

I feel blankets under me... I am on a bed but by whom?

Slowly I try to lift my body, but it's too hard.

My mouth also feels like I haven't tasted water in months.

Drinking...I'm at Mason's party.

I came with the girls... Lizzie.

God, where's Lizzie?

Suddenly I hear footsteps coming towards me.

Mason?

I can hardly make out anything with my eyes slamming shut all the time.

All I can see is the ceiling in front of me until a figure looms over me.

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