You and Me (on hold)

Chapter eight

Meghan's POV
I woke up in a dark room. I couldn't see anything. I could tell it wasn't the hotel I was in.
"Your awake." I heard a voice say.
It was a girl's voice.
"Let me go!" I yelled.
I saw the person put a finger over their mouth, trying to shush me.
"Meghan. This is not, what you expected."
A light shined on the person. They took off their mask. It was- Emmy.
"Emmy? What the fuck?!" I screamed.
"Meghan, this isn't what you think. I'll be releasing you very soon,"
"I think it is what I think."
Emmy turned on the lights. It was her house.
"Meghan. I need to tell you something." Emmy said.
I nodded in fear.
"I- never mind,"
Time skip to an hour later
Now that incident was real. I was still thinking what she might've said at the end of that sentence. I know, I should be telling the police. But, she's my best friend and all. Charlie wasn't at the hotel yet since he went to a party at his friends house. I heard a knock at the door.
"Come in." I said, hoping it was Charlie.
But no, I turned around to see Brian standing there.
I knew him in high school and we're still friends.
"Hey, Meghan."
He sat down on the opposite side of the bed.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Well, for a long time I've been meaning to ask you something." Brian said, looking down at the floor.
"What is it? It's fine to tell me," I replied.
"Well, I think-" Brian stopped his sentence.
"What?"
"Oh, never mind."
We talked for a pretty long time. I'm wondering what Emmy was going to say, and what Brian was about to say.
"Brain, somethings bothering me." I said.
He stopped laughing and looked at me in concern, like I was badly hurt.
"What is it Meg?" He asked.
"That thing you were about to say to me earlier, I need to know it. I can't deal with curiousness anymore," I said, half lying to him.
"Well, I- I didn't want to tell you cause I though you wouldn't be interested." Brian replied.
"Interested in what?"
"Me."
My heart sank.
Damn, he has to like me now?
"Meghan trainor, I love you." Brian said bravely.
I knew I couldn't bring him down again. Charlie is not home, anyway. I didn't want to do this, at all. I mean AT ALL. I didn't want to cheat on Charlie. But I knew I had to do this. Lying to him completely, I replied.
"I love you too."
"Oh. Then I can do this." He replied.
He slammed his lips against mine. God, I didn't want to do this.
He pushed me up agains the wall, kissing me lustfully. I kissed back passionately. DAMNIT, I DIDN'T WANT TO DO THIS.
I took off his shirt, and hugged him. He kissed my neck.
Then, the door opened.