It all started with a dare ✔️

Chapt.2

Until, the bottle landed on Damien.

"Okay." Jake started. "Truth or dare?"

"Obviously, dare" Damien said with full confidence.

"Okay. Kiss..." Jake trailed off while circling everyone in the game until his eyes landed on me. I just smiled at him not knowing what he was thinking."Ella"

"Kiss Ella." Jake grins.

"Excuse me?!" Seriously?! There are other girls in this room you know.Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Great just great.

Damien starts walking towards me pushing away the girl he was in a make out session with and looked at my lips with hunger. Oh no. Damien is freakin drunk.

In a matter of seconds, he had crashed his soft lips against mine and it felt amazing. I feel him pulling me closer with his muscled arm snaked around my waist.

I wished that was what happened. Instead, me trying to protect myself, I pushed Damien when his lips were just about to touch mine.

He looks at me shocked.

"Sorry." I say and try to walk away but he grabbed my wrist.

He put his mouth close to my ear and whispered,

"You look stunning." His lips lingered in my ear before pulling away.

My heart flipped at his voice and the tiny people in my stomach danced around, happily. Then he walks away sitting back at the position he was at. Still staring at me with an unreadable expression. Then I excused myself to the washroom.

"Excuse me." I said as i went off.

I walked up the stairs and a guy around my age pulls me to the corner.

I tried screaming but it was muffled by a hand.

"Get off me, dipshit!" My voice was muffled and came out weird.

He holds my hand and twists it making me scream in pain.

"Stop struggling and I won't hurt you." He says.

Guess what you're doing?

Here's a hint; hurting me!

I kick him in his balls and run away as far as possible until I couldn't see him anymore.

Hand-twisting-psycho-pervert-creep.

It was only then I realised I had no idea where the toilet was. And I was lost. At like the second or first floor

Suddenly, I started feeling dizzy and finding it harder to breath by the minute and the memories came back to my head.

"Don't you just love it when I touch you?" He says. Tears were streaming down my face as he caresses my arm.

"Ryan, please don't. You promised me." I say.

"I did? Even if I did, it meant nothing." He says and my breath hitches in my throat.

This is not the Ryan I know.

"Oh, baby. I can't hold back anymore when I know you're mine." He says.

"No! Get off me!" I shout and push him off me only to be slapped in the face hard.

"Little piece of shit!" He says and pushes me back.

"Princess, it's okay. Don't worry. I'm here." Damien coos. I look up to see the most beautiful pair of eyes filled with concern. "Please be okay."

"I'm sorry. I...I can't forget it...I." I sobbed.

I hug him and bury my head in his shoulder. Still crying. At first he was shocked by my movement but then he relaxed and hugged me back, massaging my back.

"I'm here now."

"I'm sorry." I say, sniffling.

"Don't be." He says.

"Thanks." I say in the softest voice.

I could almost feel him smiling.

"So do you want to go home or what..?" Damien asks.

"I think I should go home." I replied.

"I'll take you and inform Ashton."

"Yeah, sure. I'll be in the car. Don't tell him about what happened please." I say.

"But-" I gave him that look for him to shut up. "Fine." He says.

He was just about to walk away when I grabbed his hand.

"Could you give these keys to Breanne?" I ask and he nods, walking away.

My mind was clouded with him until I realised what just happened.

He saw me having a panic attack and nightmare at the same time.

~♡~

"Shit the door's locked." Damien cussed."Where is your mum?"

"Out of town." I sigh.

"Oh, my parents are out so how about you stay at my place for the night?"

"Okay, I guess. Thanks again." I try to smile sincerely to him.

He smiles back.

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