Fragile

Eight

Sydney's POV

Drake pushed me against the wall. My eyes widened in horror.

"No! Drake, what- what are you doing?" I was heaving.

"Showing you that you're mine!" Drake growled, tearing off my shirt.

He threw me onto the bed, hovering above me. He threw off his top and chucked it onto the floor beside the bed.

I quickly sat up, trying to scramble off the bed to escape from this monster. This wasn't Drake. It couldn't be. He was a monster, a freaking monster. What was wrong with him?

"Come back here!" Drake grabbed my arm and pain erupted from the hold. He threw me back onto the bed and I was till breathing heavily.

He starting crawling towards me, hungrily. His eyes were filled with darkness, heartlessness.

"No, Drake, this isn't you, the man I loved wasn't like you." I whimpered, tears streaming down my red cheeks.

All of a sudden, Cody appeared in the room. My eyes widened. He stood there, watching the scene play out in front of him.

"Cody, help me." I let out. But he ignored me.

"You're a slut." He spat, "You're not the same anymore." He shook his head, as if he couldn't come to terms with me anymore. He couldn't even look me in the eye.

"What? No, Cody, it's me." I sobbed.

Cody then disappeared and Liam took his place.

"Liam?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You're such a whore," Liam scrunched his eyes together, "No wonder nobody wants you."

Then he disappeared as well and I was left with Drake. He looked at me with hunger in his eyes again and starting forcefully kissing me. I tried wiggling out of his grip, but it didn't work.

"Please, no." I cried and cried.

"Sydney! Sydney wake up please!" I heard Cody's voice, but he wasn't here.

"Cody! Co-!"

My eyes slowly opened and I saw Cody kneeling down beside my bed, his hands on my arms, shaking me.

"Cody?" I confusedly asked.

I could feel the stain of my tears, and realised I was crying.

"Oh, thank god, I was so fucking worried about you." Cody sighed, relief filling up in his eyes, "Are you okay?"

I threw my arms around his neck, pulling him close. The warmth of his embrace gave me a sense of protection.

Cody seemed slightly shocked but wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me tight against him.

My tears were still running down my cheeks and they were staining Cody's sleeve, leaving a wet patch.

I quickly broke apart, "I'm sorry, your uh, sleeve is dirty now." I looked up at him and he smiled.

"Don't worry about that. What happened?" He searched my face and I beckoned for him to sit beside me. He accepted my offer, climbing onto the bed, taking the place next to me.

"It was a nightmare, you know that," I started, and Cody nodded, "D.. Drake was going to rape me... Then you came and you totally ignored me and called me a slut, saying I wasn't the same anymore. Then you went and Liam appeared, he called me a.. W... Whore and told me that nobody wants me. You both leaved me in Drake's hands, for him to rape me." I sniffed and I could see Cody was angry.