Broken

Chapter 9

“It’s so nice to see you,” he said. “I feel like I never see you at school anymore.”

I frowned a little.

“What is it with all of you saying that you never see me in school anymore?” I mumbled as I let Tim go. “I’m there every day.”

“Maybe because Rhys keeps you away from everyone,” Mia said, making everyone laugh.

I rolled my eyes at her.

“She is not wrong,” Tim said as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

I shook my head and tried to stop myself from rolling my eyes again. I looked around for my drink. It was on the cupboard next to me. I picked it up and took another small sip. I barely drank half of it.

“Is that still your first drink?” Holly asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

I nodded. “I don’t want to get drunk.”

“Does Rhys know that you are here?” Tim asked, frowning at me.

“No, and don’t tell him,” I said. “He wanted me to stay home.”

Tim snorted and shook his head.

“I won’t say a thing to him,” he said. “I don’t want to be on the receiving end of his anger. Or Sebastian’s.”

I couldn't stop myself from rolling my eyes at him this time. Sebastian didn’t care where I was, but Tim didn’t need to know that.

Tim grinned and leaned in to kiss my cheek. I gave him a small smile and we continued talking and laughing.

Half an hour later I started feeling a bit nauseous. I frowned and put my cup down. I had to stop drinking. I didn’t drink much, but my stomach was completely empty and I guess I wasn’t taking the drink well.

I gulped and tried to take a deep breath. I felt small beads of sweat on the back of my neck. I had to drink some water.

“I am going to the bathroom,” I told Tim.

The girls were in a fierce discussion about something and I didn’t want to interrupt them.

“Want me to go with you?” Tim asked.

I shook my head and gave him a small smile. I started walking away and my nausea worsened. My legs started shaking and my vision blurred.

What the hell?

I somehow managed to drag myself to the bathroom. By the time I got there, my heart was hammering against my chest and I felt like I was going to throw up.

I grabbed the sink and tried to open the faucet to drink some water. My hands were shaking and I couldn't open it no matter how hard I tried. I cried out silently. I was thirsty. I needed some water. My throat felt like sandpaper.

“Perfect,” I heard a male voice behind me.

I flinched and tried to turn around, but I started falling. I tried to grab something to stop myself, but the entire room was spinning.

Someone caught me.

“Easy, baby,” someone said. “Let’s not get this perfect body injured before I get a chance to worship it.”

My stomach turned and my heart raced even faster. I tried to see who it was, but I couldn’t focus. My vision was completely blurred.

“Gross,” a female voice said. “Just take her upstairs. We don’t have much time.”

Someone picked me up. I tried to fight them, but I couldn't feel my arms.

“You are feisty, aren’t you?” the man said and I felt his lips on my neck. “I can’t wait to break you in.”

“I really wish I didn’t have to listen to this,” the woman complained.

I could tell that we were moving, but I didn’t know where we were going. I couldn’t see.

“You were the one who wanted to film this,” the man said. “Stop complaining.”

“That’s only because he is getting suspicious,” the woman said angrily. “I need to show it to him and prove to him what a little whore she is.”

The man laughed. I tried to scream, but it only came out as a quiet mumble.

“She is pretty out of it,” the woman laughed. “How much did you give her?”

“I wasn’t really paying attention,” he said and I felt his lips on my neck again.

I felt something soft under me. I turned my head, trying to see where I was.

“Oh, I’ve been dreaming about this since the first day I laid eyes on you,” the man said and I felt him caress my cheek. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”

My heart raced. I tried to scream again.

“Just get on with it,” the woman sighed. “We don’t have much time.”

My vision went from blurry to black. I tried screaming one more time before everything went dark.