"Mac is finally going to deflower that little freshman tonight" That dialogue between two of Mac's friends uprose a rage in me that I never knew I possessed. "Where ARE they?" I jerked around wildly and seized the speaker with a renewed anger. "Upstairs" they shouted over the music.
I kicked off my high-heels from hell and raced up the stairs in a heartbeat. When I reached the upper level of Mac's loft, I was faced with three doors, all shut.
I pressed my ear to the far left door-silence. I moved on to the next one- I could hear someone vomiting. I launched myself over to the last door and listened. "Stop, I'm too little" the voice was unmistakably my sister's. I clenched a fist but didn't want to intercept yet, so gathering all my willpower, I stayed glued to the door.
"Shhh, I'm going to fuck you and you're going to like it" I heard a baritone voice growl, Mac, and then I heard the bed ram into the wall and a vulnerable whimper follow. Fuck. I bust into the bedroom without warning and caught that animal raping my little sister.
Her terrified eyes froze on mine and I knew I had to act quickly since I still had the element of surprise to my advantage. My heart was pounding and my body was shaking but I lunged for the vase on top of Mac's dresser and used as much force as I could muster to smash it against the back of his head.
But I couldn't-I wouldn't stop there, my hands closed around his neck and I could feel the life draining out of him as he struggled against my crushing grip. "Marina STOP!" my sister cried out but I didn't.
I was selfish. I wanted Mila to be safe and didn't even think of anyone else I was hurting by taking this man's life. I let go and pushed his naked, lifeless body off of Mila who looked horrified. She wouldn't even look at me. I was a monster, a murderer- I jumped.
Out of nowhere, a young man kneeled over Mac's body (scaring the living shit out of me). He had been in the room the whole time. What the actual fuck?
This was a nightmare. "Arrest me" I thrust my wrists over him. He looked up- confused but for a moment I forget the sequence of events that had preceded this because the most beautiful face was looking back up at me.
I've never been a fan of pretty boys or the whole deal how girls actually drool over them but the amount of saliva in my mouth at the moment had more weight to it... He had dark hair that fell into his face, elegant features- high cheekbones; thick, long lashes; full lips and deep blue eyes but broad shoulders. "Woah, you can see me?" he asked in a British accent, raised an eyebrow and stood up in one, fluid motion.
When he stood, I recognized him as the loner texting, only the words coming out of his mouth didn't make sense, I can't believe after this beyond infernal day; I have to get rid of this idiot.
"Shut up. Listen, I'm losing it, I don't know what to do, I actually killed a human being and you... you witnessed it-" "Shhh, humans are overrated anyway" he smiled patronizingly and I rolled my eyes in agitation.
"Marina, are you talking to yourself?" my sister's trembling voice asked from behind me. What? What was Mila talking about? I shot the mysterious boy a quizzical look and searched into his azure eyes but he flashed me a wicked grin.
Recollecting all the patience I had left, I turned back to my sister who I just noticed was sitting naked on the bed; in the same room as this stranger! I sprung at him to cover his eyes but with uncanny reflexes, he blocked my body with a lamp from the bedside table which collided with my forehead. I went tumbling backwards. He knocked me out with a force that left me breathless. Ow. Darkness.