Maya P.O.V.

2 and a half years ago

"Please come to my party", Lindsey wined, she pouted her lip out just a little.

I smiled, "Fine."

She hugged me, "You definitely have to come early."

"Why", I questioned.

I had feelings for Lindsey, but she was the hardest person to understand. One day, I am all she can think about. The next, she doesn't want to be seen with me. I haven't come out to my parents either, but it isn't because I'm not sure of who I am. I didn't want to show up at this luxurious party and have her blow me off for another boy. That's what always seemed to happen, though.

"I want you to help me set up", she pulled me into a corner and kissed me.

Typical, we had to be hidden for her to show any affection towards me. It was getting old, and I think deep down she realized I was sick of trying. Lindsey would never come out, because she was too scared of what everyone else thought. Her feelings didn't matter to her, everyone else's did. That's why at the party, I plan to break up with her.

Later that day

There were two of us early for Lindsey's party, some boy with brown hair and me. I hadn't ever seen the boy before, but it was typical for her to have someone else around when we were together. She thought her dad would never get any ideas about us if a guy was around. I'm sure this boy was acting the part of her boyfriend tonight.

"Who is he", I questioned, pointing in the boys direction.

Lindsey doesn't give a direct answer, "Just the kid of one of my dad's friends."

I don't ask any other questions, even though I know why he's here. He was good looking, but you could tell he was full of himself.

"Ben", he said, extending his hand in my direction.

I take it, "Maya."

"Do you go to school with Lindsey", he questioned, and he actually seemed interested.

"Yeah, but my dad is also in the military", I answered, curiosity overtook me.

I wasn't interested in him, not at all, but something about him interested me. He seemed genuinely interested in every word I said, but that could just be an act.

"Are you Lindsey's date for tonight", I questioned, a small grin appeared on my face.

He laughed, it was a deep laugh.

"I guess you could say that. It's more like my dad wants me to give her a chance", he said.

I couldn't help but laugh, "It seems like her dad is always trying to set her up with a new guy."

He grinned, "What about you?"

"My dad doesn't set me up with anyone. I'm pretty sure he'd be happy if I was single forever", I said, and I was completely oblivious to the fact he was flirting with me.

Lindsey wasn't oblivious, though. Little did I know, her blood was boiling with jealousy. Something she hadn't felt before, because I wasn't the outgoing type. I hardly talked to anyone at school.

Lindsey handed me a drink, "I'm assuming you like Ben."

"I'm done", I said, and I handed her back the drink.

Little did I know, that drink was spiked, and I would end up drinking it a few hours later. Lindsey was persistent, even though I did end things between us. I didn't feel the effects of the drink right away, it took a second. But all I remember from that night is Lindsey asking me to help her set up for the party.

3rd person P.O.V.

"Are you okay", Ben asked.

Maya couldn't make out what he was saying, she felt dizzy. The world was spinning, and it wouldn't stop. She felt someone grab her arm and lead her to a bedroom. Someone handed her a glass of water, but Maya couldn't make out their face. The voice was familiar, though. She was pretty sure it was Lindsey, and Lindsey kept apologizing. Maya felt herself slipping away, but she tried so hard to stay with it.

"Shit", Lindsey said, as Maya finally slipped away.

Ben looked at her bewildered, "What did you do?"

"I just didn't want her near you", she said, and she had the same bewildered look on her face that Ben had.

"Just stay with her", Lindsey said, and she left the room.

Ben was left staring at a passed out Maya, and he had no idea what to do. Maybe he should call the cops, but that would just end up with a lot of questions he couldn't answer.

Earlier that night, Ben had asked Maya to dance multiple times, but she had turned him down every single time. The sting of rejection was still felt, and anger built up inside him as he stared at her. Ben didn't get turned down, but that changed the day he met Maya. His egotistical brain couldn't handle it. Maybe that's why he ended up doing what he did that night, but either way it wasn't acceptable.

No, Ben did not lay a hand on Maya, but he didn't stop the guy who walked into the bedroom that night. He didn't stop the guy as he began to take off Maya's clothes, and he definitely didn't stop the guy as he did unspeakable things to her. Ben stood in the closet and didn't make a noise. His anger turned to guilt and disgust. When this guy left the room, Ben went into the bathroom and vomited.

Maya didn't question anything when she woke up the next morning, because she woke up in Lindsey's bedroom. Yes, she was partially clothed, but the lingering smell of perfume kept her calm. Maya just assumed that she had slept with Lindsey, because all she remembered was Lindsey inviting her to her party.

Ben thought he could live with this new found guilt if he never saw Maya again, but he did. The day Ben saw Maya at school, he couldn't sleep anymore. He replayed every moment of that night countless times, and that was why Ben went out of his way to send Maya back to her old home. He didn't care about Emily or even Lindsey, Ben couldn't live with the guilt he felt every time he saw Maya.

Present Day

"I can't remember much from that night, but something always feels off when I think about it", I say to the psychiatrist.

Dr. Brown nods, "What do you remember?"

I think for a second, "Lindsey asked me to help set up for her party. I remember getting there, kind of."

"Just really think for a second, try to remember anything you can", she says.

I dig deep into my mind, and I try to remember anything I can.

"Part of me remembers meeting Ben, but I'm not one hundred percent sure it was him", I say, and I feel empty.

Not remembering everything makes me upset, because I do feel like something odd happened. Every time I try to question Lindsey, she avoids the conversation. The only person who might know more is Ben, and I don't know how that conversation would go.

I was going to keep Ben out of the next chapter, but I've decided to have him in for one more chapter. I haven't decided how that conversation between the two will go yet. This was a hard chapter for me to write, but I think it turned out better than I planned. Hopefully you guys enjoy it as well.