Warning: contains mention of rape and such.

Before Sophia knew it, it was Friday, and she was preparing herself for the end of the year prom with Elizabeth. She didn't want to overdo it, but Elizabeth insisted on doing her make-up and hair, even though Sophia wasn't planning on doing anything special with it. She told herself that she just wasn't in the mood to argue, but she knew deep down very well that Elizabeth was the first person she couldn't win from. Because if Elizabeth Jones wanted something, she got it, and if that meant playing dirty, then she would do it. But to any out stander she was just like an angel; kind of like Sophia herself.

"Soph, if you move one last time I swear I'll-"

"Okay, okay, easy. I just wasn't sitting comfortable, because, well, I've been sitting like this for the last half an hour," Sophia cut in, glaring half-heartedly at the blond through the mirror.

"I'm almost done," Elizabeth mumbled as she bit her lip in concentration. "Are you finally going to tell my why you changed your mind on going and who your date is?"

"Why should I tell you?" Sophia said, smirking. Elizabeth stuck her tongue out at Sophia before going back to her hair.

"Because he's going to pick you up between now and fifteen minutes and I want to know who I should be expecting." Elizabeth put another pin in Sophia's hair and stepped back, looking over her work. "Come on Soph, I've done your hair and make-up, you at least owe me the name of the guy you're going with."

Sophia turned around in the chair to face Elizabeth. "You know that you practically forced me to be your make-up doll, right?"

"But you look so pretty right now!" Elizabeth went to stand beside Sophia, turning her back to the mirror. "See, you look amazing."

Sophia tilted her head, looking herself over. As she really began looking at herself, she had to admit, she really did look pretty. Her long, black hair was curled elegantly, flowing in waves down her shoulders while the front locks were pulled back and pinned there with a clip. Her lips were just a bit redder then their usual color, but it was soft and had a natural look. On her cheeks were a slight blush, and her eyes were darkened just the slightest bit, causing the green in them to really stand out.

Her green eyes; the same her mother had. They were glistering in the light of the light; bright and beautiful. But Sophia felt ashamed for having them. She wasn't her mother, she wasn't some beautiful, goodhearted mother who would never turn her back to people who needed her, who cared about her. Her mother wasn't scared, wasn't lonely, wasn't a coward who ran from everything that she was afraid of. Her mother was brave, loved and loving, the most amazing woman Sophia had ever known.

And then there were the tips of her ears that peaked out from under her hair. Her father's hair, her father's ears. The man who would die for his family, would give up everything, would break every law, for his wife and daughter. But only to have his daughter shame him after his death. He was a caring man with a big heart who didn't deserve to die so soon.

So Sophia looked down, away from the mirror, because no matter how beautiful she may looked, behind every glister, every smile, was a lie no one knew about. The lie of a beautiful girl, who was anything but beautiful inside. A beautiful girl with a broken heart and soul. A beautiful girl who was alone and weak, even though appearing strong. Because at some point, you just can't go on anymore, and you're too weak to do anything about it.

"Sophia, you look gorgeous," Elizabeth said softly, as if trying to convince her. She met her eyes through the mirror, smiling slightly.

"Yeah, I am," Sophia mumbled, hoping she sounded convincing. She was gladly saved from having to say anything else when Elsa called for them from downstairs.

"Elizabeth! Sophia! Your dates are here!"

"Mom! Too loud!" Elizabeth called back, causing Sophia to laugh a bit. The blond turned back to her, smiling. "Come on, we can't keep them waiting."

Sophia nodded, stood from her chair, and followed Elizabeth down stairs. She smiled when she saw Caligo standing by the door, dressed in a nice suit, and his hair neatly combed to one side. He was smiling at her as well, taking her hand as to help her down the last step.

"You look amazing," he said, bowing forward, and kissed the back of her hand. Sophia looked away, blushing slightly.

"Thank you."

Still, she didn't feel beautiful.

"You two take good care of my girls or I'll make sure you'll regret this day for the rest of your life," Liam said from behind her. Sophia jumped slightly, not having noticed that he had come to stand behind her next to his wife.

"Don't worry sir, they're in good hands," Peter said, who Sophia only had noticed when he had spoken up.

"Good," Liam said with a stiff nod, looking intimidating at the boys, but winking at Sophia and Elizabeth. Sophia already loved Liam for his overprotectiveness over her; she had really missed a father figure in her life.

After Elizabeth and Sophia had said their goodbyes, the boys led them out of the house. Caligo led Sophia to a fancy car which looked very expensive, while Peter led Elizabeth to a more believable looking car for a high-school student.

"Oh Soph! You two go on ahead," Elizabeth called just when Caligo opened the car door for her. "we have to… uh… pick someone up! So, we'll meet you at school, okay?"

"Okay," Sophia called back. She didn't think much of it as she stepped into the car, and Caligo closed the door for her. He went to sit in the driver's seat and started the engine.

"In other words, they're going to drink in or have some 'fun' before they arrive," Caligo said as he drove them out of their parking spot.

"Sorry, what?" Sophia said a bit absently, not having listened.

"Never mind," he said, smiling at her and placing his hand on her tight. Sophia wasn't really paying attention as she looked out the window, thinking that it was just a sweet gesture to reassure her that everything was going to be fine and this was going to be fun, so she didn't think twice about how high up it had gotten when they had arrived.

"Felix you motherfucker, what are you still doing here!?"

Felix jumped up from where he was seated on the couch when Elizabeth stormed into his apartment. His quiet, lonely apartment, that was even to quiet when the TV was on the highest volume. Felix relaxed again the moment he realized it was her, and went back to looking at the TV.

"What are you talking about, Lizzy?" he said bored, pretending as if he was focused on the TV. But who was he kidding?

"First of all, don't call me Lizzy," Elizabeth said irritated. It was true, Elizabeth hated to be called Lizzy, it was why Felix liked calling her that so much. "Second, Sophia is going to the prom."

"I know," he said, sinking further into the couch, his arms crossed over his chest. "but why are you telling me this? Want to rub in how miserable I failed?"

Elizabeth stomped over to him, standing between him and the TV. Felix sighed, looking up at her with tired eyes. Her arms were crossed over the elegant dress that she was wearing, her eyes fixed in a glare on him.

"She's going with Caligo."

"So?" he snarled, already tired of this conversation. Yes, he had failed. He had gone too fast and pushed her away, and now he had lost her forever. He was well aware of that, no need to rub salt into the wound.

"We both know that guy is bad news; I don't trust him, and I'm scared that he's going to try something on Sophia tonight. She isn't herself right now, and he might use that to his advantage," Elizabeth said, no longer sounding angry but actually concerned.

"Dude, you're in love with Sophia, why aren't you protecting her?" Peter's voice came suddenly, starling Felix enough to make him sit up.

"Why are you here?" Felix asked, ignoring what he had said.

"I'm with Elizabeth," he said, walking further into the room, arms crossed while fixing Felix with a hard glare. "but even a blind guy would have noticed how Sophia had changed after you started interfering in her life. Her laugh had been happier, and she smiled more often. It was why I suddenly started liking her. But now, ever since what happened between you two, she hasn't smiled once as bright as she had done last week."

"So what?" Felix snapped, pretending as if he didn't care, which was one of the biggest lies he had ever tried to let himself and other believe. But some part of him was still happy at hearing this, for some strange reason. So he wasn't the only one who noticed it, it wasn't just his hoping or wishful thinking. "Sophia doesn't want me, she had made that pretty clear by kissing the damned guy. If she wants to be with him, who am I to stop her."

Felix stood from his seat on the couch, and stormed off to his bedroom. His bedroom. His own. The one he shared with no one but his thoughts. The one that still had a faint smell of another person who was never going to return to it again.

"Felix! She's in danger!" Elizabeth called after him, but he ignored her. Well, ignoring her was one thing, his thoughts, however, wasn't as easy.

At one point, Sophia had finally spotter Elizabeth in the crowd, and had made her way over to her and Peter. Caligo was right behind her, being a sweet gentlemen as always. She wouldn't expect less from him, especially after she started feeling a bit dizzy. He had offered to get her another drink, but it hadn't helped much. He had suggested going outside, getting some fresh air, and as they were walking they spotted the two.

"Hey, where are you going?" Elizabeth shouted over the loud music. Caligo had his arm around Sophia's waist, holding her steady. So sweet.

"I'm feeling a bit dizzy so we're going outside for a moment to get some fresh air," she explained, leaned against Caligo just a bit more, smiling carelessly.

"Yeah, come on, we don't want you fainting on the dancefloor now, do we?" Caligo said, and started guiding her through the crowd again. Sophia giggled softly, letting him practically push her through.

She didn't hear or see Elizabeth's or Peter's reaction as they walked on. Suddenly everything looked so beautiful; the lights in the room, the dancing teens, the flashes of white, yellow, blue, purple, you name it. It was so pretty.

And outside; the moon was so bright, and it calmed her. The cold wind that brushed passed her heated skin also felt really nice. That was another thing that started bothering her; it was suddenly so hot inside. It felt like she was on fire, but that was absurd. She can't catch on fire from only lamps.

Right?

Has anyone ever tested that?

"Hey, Caligie," she said as he led her further and further from the school. "can you catch on fire from a lamp?"

Caligo chuckled darkly, but Sophia didn't really notice his sudden change. "You really were as easy as I thought."

Sophia frowned. "What do you mean eas-"

She was cut off when Caligo pushed her roughly against a wall, but all Sophia could do was giggle at his roughness. Her giggle was stopped by Caligo who pressed his lips firmly against hers, pressing his entire body flush against hers. Suddenly all the amusement was gone and Sophia's body was filled with lust, need, and desire.

All Sophia felt was a buzzing feeling, urging her to have Caligo's body against hers, as close as possible, and damn it, this wasn't close enough. She started pulling at his jacket, just wanting it off him already, but he stopped her hands with his own, only to guide them down his body, before placing his hands on her again.

He pushed her firmer against the wall, his right hand sliding down her tight, pulling it up so he could step further between her. Sophia's hands were busing themselves with his belt while she left him pull up her dress.

She wasn't thinking clearly, but even then, she knew something was wrong. So she pulled away from his lips, who immediately moved to her neck. He sucked at her skin, making her moan whenever he was at a sensitive spot, but still something in the back of her head kept nagging that something was wrong.

But what was wrong?

She really didn't know why she felt wrong. Was this wrong? No. Why would this be wrong? Her body was begging her to go through with this, so why was her mind being such an annoying bitch?

Sophia sucked in a sharp breath when she felt Caligo's hand going too far on the inside of her tight. That was what was wrong. But the moment she realized this, her body felt weaker than ever, and she couldn't move anymore. Her mind was slowly clearing itself again, but this time her muscles seemed to be dizzy as they suddenly went limp.

Caligo chuckled, even darker than before, as he caught her body, and began laying her down on the rough and hard asphalt. He placed himself over her, the sweet boy she once knew completely gone the moment she looked into his eyes.

"Look at you, all helpless," he taunted, his hand roaming her body. "You know what I like the most about this drug? First, it makes you so desperate and full of lust, but then your body goes limp, and you realize how far you've sunken. Made it myself."

Sophia wanted to cry and scream for help, but even her mouth was unable to move or produce even the slightest sound. She could only glare at him, but her fear was slowly taking over. She was tired, weak, afraid, and no one was going to help her. Even if she could scream, no one would hear her, he had led her too far away for anyone to hear her call.

"You should have listened to Felix," he continued, sitting up so that he could continue what she had started on his pants. "He would have protected you, would have loved you, cared for you, but you've pushed him away and broken his heart. He'll never save you again."

Sophia closed her eyes, knowing that every word he said was true, and that what happened next was what she deserved for everything she had done to Felix. There was no use in fighting a battle you can't win, so why would she even try? This was what her life had led up to, and as every agony slow second passed by, she couldn't be more ashamed of who she had become.

She wasn't beautiful, she never had been.

A mess didn't even come close.

A/N: Well, here you have the next chapter. Bit of a cliffhanger, I know, and a bit of drama... but that keeps it interesting, right? I've been planning this for quite some time, actually. Did anyone see it coming?

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