Rachel and Chloe had ended it almost a month ago.

They both hated it.

Rachel needed a distraction.

Chloe looked out for her though.

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He remembers seeing the fiery girl at his vortex party.

How willingly she took the tube of powder.

How alive it made her.

He wants it again, even if she doesn't.

A Roofie. They call it a date-rape drug. Often leads to sexual assault. A little pill, typically slipped into a drink. It dissolves into the champagne quickly, already gone by the time Rachel raises the glass to her lips.

Nathan's signature smirk only grows wider once it is completely gone. Rachel would never see it coming. He glances up to the stage, and watches Victoria and her minions.

He feels Rachel begin to slip away to the ground, ever-so slightly. He pulls the girl closer to him, so as to lower suspicion. As the speech progresses, the drugs work their way into Rachel's system even more. He turns her for a spin, and her now completely-thrown off orientation makes her lose her balance against him. "Are you alright?" He asks even though he knows the answer.

When she responds, it is obvious she is unable to function properly at this point. "Ye-yeah. I just need some fresh air." Her words slur together, and her eyes remain unfocused. There we go. And so he leads her out. He doesn't see the worried glances between Chloe and Steph. Rachel stumbles throughout the halls. Her feet drag and catch on different objects, trying to walk properly but finding she cannot. She runs into a wall and holds onto it tightly, for it is helping her regain her senses.

What is HAPPENING to me?

She is lost. She tries to remember the events leading up to this, but finds herself unable. Suddenly she is pulled away from the wall again. Gripped at the waist, Nathan begins dragging her to his dorm. At this point the two girls are making their way out of the party. He guides Rachel through the dorm room to the bed, gently pushing her now almost completely unconcious form onto the bed. He begins to take his jacket off, for it restricts his movements more than he would like. Rachel's inviting black dress is next.

Chloe and Steph make their way through the school dorms, trying to remember which room was Nathan's. Nathan has Rachel down to her underwear, lying on a hotel bed, completely unable to fight back. Somehow, she does, though. Rachel begins to squirm around. But Nathan is experienced. He knows how to handle this. He delivers a couple crushing blows, some to her face, some to her abdomen, until she stops moving all together, now officially unconscious. He knows they will bruise, as evident by some blood already leaking out of a cut above her eye and mouth, and he knows that now she has evidence. In this moment, however, where he has all the dominance and power he could ever ask for, he cannot find it in him to care.

He takes his time, completely unaware of the fact that the two girls who had been following him and were making their way to his dorm. Nathan Prescott is not a nice guy. That much has become evident. And Rachel will feel it the next day, when he begins to roughly grope and feel her up all across her limp and unresponding body.