The week went by a blink of an eye. I was still surprised I survived my first awful week. I didn't interact with Carter and his friends since my encounter with Vaughn and that was a win. Maybe these rich and problematic boys got bored. My only and remaining problem was Billie.

I still didn't understand her sick obsession with me. She would often say snarky comments whenever she saw me and she occasionally pushed me or bumped into me. It was just childish. Her bitchy friends would just go along with whatever she said so they where just as bad. I didn't want to get into a fight in my first week so I always let it go but they couldn't misunderstood my shyness with weakness. I had claws too. I was like a bomb... you didn't know when it was going to explode until it exploded right into your face.

I also didn't get new and scary messages so it confirmed my thoughts, it was just a prank.

" Are you... gonna wear this ? To a party? I mean it's... acceptable but you know..." Lila said while chewing her thumb as she tried to hide a laugh. She convinced me to go to a party, I really wasn't in the mood to go for multiple reasons but we were talking about Lila. She was quite convincing when she begged with her puppy eyes.

My grandma didn't put a fight on it and it freaking surprised me. She probably wanted me to have fun and live the best life I could so there I was standing in front of my big mirror.

I stared at my cute outfit. Denim shorts and red T-shirt. Acceptable?

"Don't you like it? " I frowned, Lila was wearing a black crop top with white and green patterns. She looked like a goddess who was ready to crush some innocent hearts. Her long brown hair was tied up in a high ponytail. I eyed her black heels with a red sole before explaining:

"It's exactly the outfit for a party... I don't want to draw any attention to myself, there are so many sleazy people at parties like this." After what happened that day with Vaughn I just didn't want to be socialising with people who could potentially be like him. I knew it was my high school experience so I was supposed to have fun and not care about negative people like him but still. I wouldn't take the chance.

"Maybe I could just go to the next one?"I thought to myself.

I didn't drink but Lila did and so did every one else probably, they would be drinking alcohol like it was fresh water and they were in the middle of a desert.

" You know we could stay here and watch The Society....yeah! We can order pizza too! " I turned my gaze full of happiness toward Lila.

"Noooopppe! I never went to a party.... nobody invited me and I really want to go to this one! PLEASE ! I promise we can leave whenever you want and I won't drink a lot ! " I knew she was lying about the not drinking much thing because she told me how much she liked to do shots, and she showed me videos of her doing that at her cousins birthday's parties. Let's just say she was kind of a party girl without actually being one. She gave me her best puppy dog eyes, I mean how could I say no to them? She would be my death.

" Ok .... you won but if I'm not feeling comfortable we leave without protesting ! " I pointed my finger at her while putting my Vans old skool on and she nodded quickly.

We screamed a goodbye at my grandma and entered Lila's expensive red car. A Porsche 911 Gt3 Rs. Lila came from a healthy family but she didn't let the money blind her because was still sweet, kind and mostly honest. I was lucky for crossing her path. In a way she reminded me of Carla.

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We arrived at our destination and my jaw instantly dropped. It was breathtaking. It wasn't a "house" it was a damn mansion with plenty of expensive cars parked here and there. I asked Lila if we were in the wrong place and she chuckled. She was obviously used to this kind of luxury but I wasn't.

Lila almost jumped out of her car before glueing my hand into hers, she almost ran toward the entrance. I took a side note to ask her how she could ran with high heels...

The music busted out from high speakers as soon as we entered the mansion, at least they had good music. A strong smell of sweat, alcohol and herbs attacked me and I watched as people danced against each other, some of them drinking while others played beer pong.

was get lost in the middle of a thousand people. I still recognized a few familiar faces from school.

" LILA WAIT... who owns this house ? " I shouted, my eyes examining its surroundings.

" It's Sawyer's!!! Shit I need to go to the WC! Can you stay here please Elle? " She requested after approaching her face to mine so we could hear each other.

I stopped dead on my tracks. Sawyer. No! I should have asked for more information before agreeing coming there. For an entire week I tried my best not to approach them and here I was... in the house of one of the best friends of Carter.

Lila excused herself and left me in the middle of sweaty bodies. I didn't want to meet him or his friends, it wasn't in my plan to do such.

Just as another song started to play "d12 devils night" someone bumped into me and I almost fell on the floor.

" FUCKKKK... Sorryyyy miss ?! " A black haired guy muttered, a cigarette hanging between lips thick lips. He ate my body with his dilated and he interrogated: " I'm Jacob and who are you, you beautiful creature? "

I rolled my eyes. This Jacob was the type of guy I was actually trying to avoid. I tried to bypass him but he caught my wrist violently. Then placed his tattooed arm on my shoulders. I could barely breathe with the thick air and his tight hold.

" Do you want a drink... shit I forgot your fucking name... damn. " A devilish laugh escaped him.

You don't remember my name because you never asked, Einstein.

"I'm Elle and I don't drink. Sorry but I have to go... someone is waiting for me. " I answered looking for Lila. Suddenly he stuck his body on mine and started dancing. His big hand on my hips became more and more provocative.

" You're hot, Elle. We could have some fun together." Jacob replied before kissing me on my neck and his hand started coming down and tired to enter my pants. I snapped. A violent slap hit his face and I ran. He started yelling awful things at me but I didn't care. All I wanted was to find Lila and get out of this damn house. I walked upstairs and entered in a bedroom, I really needed some time to clear my thoughts and calm my racing heart. However when I stepped in I noticed that I wasn't alone...

"The fuck are you doing? Get the fuck out bitch!" Billie shouted at me with her fists clenched at her side and an horrid scowl on her face.

Carter was on a king size bed with Billie on his lap. She was trying to hide a little bag on her fist but I recognized some sort of white powder.

" I... I'm sorry. I didn't know anyone was in here..." It was the only thing I managed to say while Carter eyed me up and down with his penetrating and beautiful gaze. He was wearing a black T-shirt with black pants and his hair was disheveled.

" BITCH... Get out before I make you, and trust me you won't love that."A mad Billie repeated and Carter pushed her from his lap and she fell on the floor. She looked at him in shock, undoubtedly not expecting that reaction.

" Actually Becky I think it's you who should leave. I'm down with your boring face. Leave... and don't fucking come back." Carter articulated with a teary Billie on the ground. I hated Billie but how could he treat someone like that?

"Does this whore know you are..." She didn't finish her sentence because an enraged Carter held her jaw tightly, making her groan in pain. After a few seconds Billie finally stood up and left holding her jaw. I was about to do the same when Carter closed the door and hid the key on his back pocket.

Great. Now I was alone with my enemy.

" I'm so-rry I should... have knocked before walking in. I... I was looking for a fr-friend" My breaths were hatched and I stared at my shoes, not wanting to be lost in his dark and flawless eyes.

"Elle... right? You know I think you're here because you KNEW I was here. Did you think I was fucking her so you wanted to see it? " Carter tsked and walked slowly toward me, only stopping a few inches from me.

" It turns you on..." He jabbed with a vicious smile on his face. Wow. Did he really think I was spying on him and only wanted to see them fucking? I really underestimated his ego because it was bigger than what I had imagined. I tried to say something but he positioned his finger on my mouth before I could find a good comeback.

" She was right? You're a whore? How much should I pay to have you? Or will you ride me for free?" He moved closer, our noses daring to touch.

"Open the door!" I kept my gaze on the floor while hoping he was just playing and would let me leave. He was just trying to scare me and it was perfectly working but I didn't want to let him see that.

" How many people have you fucked?" His big hand was now wrapped around my throat and a tear welled up my cheek.

" D...don't hurt me. Please!" I was shaking in fear. He gently squeezed my throat and licked the adventurous tear. I stiffed in shock.

" You're a fucking whore who sucks dicks for free ? " He muttered, his eyes studying carefully my face.

" i'm a v... virgin, please just stop, I don't want to do this." Something hard touched my belly and I dropped my gaze. What the fuck? He was hard, fear turned him on for sure.

He suddenly backed off and walked toward the big bed and lightened a joint before taking a quick drag. I watched at my surroundings hoping to find something to protect me.

" Do you know who I am, Elle? " He requested and inhaled another drag.

" Carter Knight? " I coughed, I hated cigarettes, joints and company.

"Good... come sit with me. I'm not gonna eat you. Only if you want me to. " He patted on the bed and devoured my body with his gaze, making me feel naked.

"Why would I ?" I uttered.

"You see... I wanna know more about the curious girl who heard us at the drugstore."