Damien shook me using the hold he had on my arm. “If I were you, I’d shut the hell up right now,” he growled. And I should…I probably really, really should, but…
I shook my head and pleaded with Phillip to believe me. “Phillip, he’s lying. I’ve never even kissed a boy yet. He’s lying!”
He looked like he wanted to believe me, but I didn’t know if he was strong enough to go up against Damien. “It’s just a dance, Damien, it doesn’t mean anything.”
My heart crumbled at his words. I had been so excited to think that he might like me, but his words made it perfectly clear that he was just after a harmless dance.
Damien kept stepping to Phillip until he was right up in his face. “Then dance with another girl, if she doesn’t mean anything to you. You’ll be safer for it, Jansen.”
Phillip’s eyes darted towards me. “Sorry, Fee,” he mumbled. He walked off the dance floor, leaving me in the middle of Damien and his posse. I tried again to wrench my arm away, but instead I was hauled out through the side exit.
Damien was practically dragging me down the hallway. Once we were fairly far away from the gym, Damien swung me around, slamming my back up against the lockers, and I was petrified.
He placed his hands on either side of my shoulders effectively blocking an exit. I’d never seen his stare hold so much loathing and hate before. He looked like he wanted to strangle me.
It was a full two minutes before he spoke, “You’re going to stay away from Jansen or…”
“What?! You can’t tell me who I can be friends with, Damien!”
He leaned in so close I had to tilt my head back to look at him. “You’re going to stay away from Jansen or else, if you don’t, I will make it my personal mission to let every boy in school know you’re nothing but a dirty, used up slut.”
I stood there in absolute horror as he pushed back from the lockers and walked away.
Chapter 3
But only friends do that, right?
Fiona – (16-Years-Old)~
I knew this party was a bad idea. The only reason we were here was because Vicky had heard that her newest crush was going to be here.
I very rarely went to any high school parties because odds were that Damien would be there. I got enough torture and torment from him during school hours that I didn’t need to go looking for it off the clock.
I’d like to say Vicky guilt tripped me into coming to Ryland Obermen’s party, but she didn’t. Vicky has been my best friend since kindergarten and, in all these years, her loyalty has never wavered. She missed out on a lot of school parties and functions just to sit at home with me and keep me company. So, when she wanted to come to this party, hoping to hook up with Ben Lester, I pretended to be excited about attending.
But, with all my heart and soul, I didn’t want to be here.
“Are you sure you’re okay with being here, Fee?”
I waved away her concerns. “Yeah, Vee. We’re juniors in high school. We need to start doing things like this more often.”
She grabbed my arms and jumped up and down using them as leverage. “Yay! Let’s mingle and see if he’s here yet.”
We wandered through the house and randomly chatted with people we knew. It wasn’t until we had made our way to the backyard that we found Ben. He was drinking and hanging out by the pool.
Vicky turned towards me. “Okay, he’s here. Let’s go over and talk to him.”
I wanted to say yes, so badly, but only because I felt out of my element. I really didn’t want to ruin her chances with Ben though. “You go ahead. I need to find a bathroom in this place.”
She eyed me warily, like she knew I was bullshitting her. “Are you sure? We can find the bathroom first and then go talk to Ben.”
I shook my head. “I’ll be fine, Vee.” I smacked her on her ass. “Go get your man.” I laughed for good measure. Vicky would never leave me if she knew I was feeling nervous. Never.
I waited until she was standing in front of Ben before I went in search of the bathroom. I didn’t need to use it. I was just hoping I could hide in it for a bit.