A.N: Hello my fellow readers! Thank you for the comments, and I am so sorry that this story seems to be trudging along. I'm trying to pick up the pace, but work and college is flippin' hard!
Anyways, this next thing you're going to read from me (not the story) is not going to be very nice. I am a nice person, but sometimes, people just make me REALLY angry. And this person is one of them. So I'll let you read a review I got from this person and what my response is to it:
morden
2006-09-01
ch 1, anon.
This is a ripoff from a Usagi/Seiya fic who the author ripoff from a stupid Disney movie.
First off, I'd like to say that this person is an idiot. For one thing, I've talked to the author of the Usa/Seiya fanfic, and she said it was perfectly fine that I had a 'similar' (and if you even READ mine, you would see that our story is completely different. Actually… I really wouldn't know that because I still have not read her story, therefore it's original) story and this person morden would very well have known that if they read any of my previous author notes.
Secondly, if this person ever watched the 'stupid Disney movie' which was titled," My Date With the President's Daughter" (something like that), they would know that the author of the Usa/Seiya story did not 'ripoff' (Which you spelt that wrong by the way) of the movie because if you even WATCHED the movie, you would know that the plotline is completely different. For one, there was no bodyguard. The President's Daughter in the movie met a guy at the mall, randomly, and they got into all kinds of mishap, therefore, there is no rip-off, because there was no bodyguard, which makes her story completely different and original, as is mine.
THIRDLY, thanks for having enough balls to log-in. Not.
Okay! Now that I got THAT off my chest! The story begins!
But wait! Another reviewer asked if I made up all of the gadgets and stuff myself, and I'll proudly answer 'yes' to that: D
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Chapter 9: The Party
When Darien walked into Serena's room, he didn't see her lying on her bed, reading a book as she usually did; instead, he found her lying next to the door, on the ground and curled up in a ball.
Oh my god… Darien thought as he saw her. "Serena," he said under his breath, rushing over to her," Are you all right?"
She didn't move her body, but she nodded her head slowly, not looking at him… refusing to look at him.
This morning when she woke-up, it took her a few seconds to figure out why she was lying on the ground. As she thought through the haze of sleep, she suddenly remembered her mother's tears and her father's tired face. She felt like crying again, but no tears made their way to the surface because she had exhausted herself from crying all last night. She curled herself into a tight ball, and stayed that way.
Darien kneeled down beside her and looked down at her, but her eyes never once flickered up to meet his, nor did she move or make a sound. Darien slowly reached his hand out to pull a couple of strands of hair off her face, but then dropped his hand midway to its destination. Looking at her like this made his heart ache, a feeling he hadn't had in awhile. He was familiar with the sting in his heart, because every time he looked upon a photograph of his father, he'd feel it; piercing and strong.
"What's wrong," he asked her softly, almost in a whisper. He saw her eyelashes blink together, but she didn't answer him. She just lie there, still as a stone. "Serena… please talk to me," he said as he bent down further to try and catch her blue eyes; the blue eyes that he came to adore.
There was a pause of silence before Serena finally spoke. "I don't want to be me, anymore," she whispered quietly, taking a deep breathe to control her emotions.
"What do you mean?" Darien asked, his eyes full of questions and concern.
"I," Serena began again," would give anything right now to not be me."
Darien tilted his head and tried once more to look into her eyes, but she wouldn't. He gave a sigh and frowned. Fine.. he thought after awhile. He shifted off his knees to sit down, and then scooted down a little before lying down on the ground next to Serena. When he turned to look at her, he finally got to see her cerulean blue eyes.
Serena stared blankly at him for awhile before asking," What are you doing?"
Darien shrugged, making sure to not break eye contact with her. "It didn't look like you were going to get up anytime soon, so I just thought I'd come down to you. Oh, let me add that marble floors are not very comfortable," He said, shifting a little on his back. Another moment of silence passed between them, and Darien squinted at her with concern. "Tell me what's wrong."
Serena was still lying sideways and curled up as she stared into his alarmingly, beautiful dark blue orbs. She instantly felt better when he looked into her eyes. "What's wrong is my family," Serena began," My dad is working so hard he's not even sleeping; my mother is lonely and worried… and Sam… God, I forgot about Sam," she said biting her lip guiltily and blinking away from Darien's strong gaze. "Last night while we were walking down the hallway together, I looked at him and it was if I noticed him for the first time. He's grown some more, his hair's longer… Where have I been? I'm a terrible person! I don't notice my little brother, I haven't paid any attention to either of my parents and I'm always getting mad at my father for not spending time with us when I'm doing the same thing. I don't want this life, I hate it."
Serena looked down, away from Darien's beckoning eyes once she finished. She had a lot more to say, but she stopped.
"You know you can't keep sulking about your new life, Serena," Darien's deep, soothing voice advised. "Take the good with the bad. Yes, your father is tired, but you also have to remember that his choices voice all of America. This North Korea war threat's going to pass eventually, and everything will fall back into place. Next time you go shopping, take your mom… or do something with her to let her know that she's not forgotten. You and Sam both have busy schedules, so I'm sure your mom understands, but just take some time out of your busy lives to appease hers. With Sam, that's simple, just talk to him from time to time and show up to his games and encourage him, that's all a teenage boy needs. You've got the world at your fingertips, Serena… your life is not bad."
Serena's eyes lifted to his again and she stared into them for what seemed like hours. The space between her and him was a respectable distance, and Serena found herself yearning to close the gap and rest her head on his comfortable looking chest. "Thank you," Serena whispered, smiling slightly for the first time.
Darien raised his eyebrows," For what?"
"For talking to me," she answered, her wide-eyes looking a little livelier.
Darien smiled and said," No problem," before standing up and dusting himself off, and offering her a hand, which she took. He pulled her up easily and she stumbled dizzily into his arms, which wrapped around her tiny waist without haste.
"Whoa," Darien said as he made sure she had her balance.
Serena had her eyes closed to adjust to the spinning in her head. "Sorry," she said, her eyes still tightly closed," I think I stood up too quickly… kinda dizzy."
Darien nodded and let her go slowly before taking her arm and helping her steer to her bed to sit. "How long have you been lying over there, anyway?"
Serena opened her eyes and shrugged. "I'm not sure… sometime after dinner."
"Since after dinner?" Darien repeated, looking incredulous.
Serena looked embarrassedly at the ground. "I didn't have enough strength to make it to the bed. I had a breakdown so I just fell down wherever," she confessed, half mumbling the entire time.
Darien ran a hand through his ebony hair. "I know I'm not exactly your best friend'," he said," but you could always talk to me, Serena. I mean… I live like 3 feet away from your room. You don't have to feel embarrassed or anything, sometimes it's better to talk through things and let it all out rather than keep it bottled up in you. Or if you don't want to actually see me, then you could always talk to me through that earpiece and microphone set."
Why is he being so nice? Serena thought confusedly as she took in everything he just offered.
"Okay?" Darien asked, looking for a promise.
Serena looked up at him and met his gaze and nodded with a smile. "Okay."
Soon after, Darien left to go back to his room for her to get ready. While he was away, the only thing her mind would let her think of was how right it felt when she was in his arms, even if it was just for a split-second.
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The party was at Matthew Abshire's house, which is about twenty minutes away from the White House. Ken had made sure that the house was searched through before he would let his daughter step foot into a party.
Outside the house was a line of teenagers awaiting to enter. Every single person was there for one of two reasons. The first reason is to just be there, and the other is to catch a glimpse of Serena Bryant, which so many kids only saw on television or magazines.
Before anyone got to enter, there were guards that went through their things and body checked them. The guards each signed a contract saying they would only be on the outside premises and always 20 feet away from the house unless there was an emergency. The only two allowed in were, of course, Andrew and Darien.
Serena arrived around eight, dressed in a simple black dress that clung to her every curve. Her hair was down and in beautiful cascade curls. She definitely stood out in a crowd.
Darien and Andrew dressed in regular comfort clothes with some kind of jacket thrown on top. Andrew and Darien also stood out in the crowd. They were possibly the two most handsome men any girl had ever seen in person; Darien with dark blue eyes and riveting black hair, and Andrew with his blonde messy locks and bright blue eyes.
As they walked in together, they went straight past the crowd, ignoring some of Serena's screaming fans.
Darien frowned as he turned to look at Andrew. "I thought this was a school party," he said to Andrew.
Andrew grinned and shook his head," If there's a 'celebrity' attending an 'easy-to-get-to' place, you know there's gonna be kids coming to the party from out of state."
Darien made a face of annoyance as they trailed behind Serena. Attending a high school party is already annoying… now I'm attending a party with screaming fans.
The house was huge, as expected. As they walked through the doors, there were already about a hundred kids dancing around in a dark, spacious living-room.
Holy hell, Darien thought as he looked around. The place was already packed with kids and there were about another two hundred more lined up outside.
The living-room was cleared of all furniture to make room as a dance floor. There seemed to be a DJ in the corner and bright strobe lights flashing around.
Darien rolled his eyes when he spotted the DJ. Rich kids, he thought as he made his way deeper into the house, following Serena and Andrew. As they made their way into the kitchen, Darien spotted three large kegs with a bunch of kids gathered around, waiting their turn to get a drink. "Okay… how did that," Darien pointed at the keg," get in here when the house was searched?"
Andrew and Serena shrugged, but then someone behind them answered. "Easy," a boy with brown hair and blue eyes said," My brother is twenty-one. It's legal."
Darien took it that this was Matt Abshire.
"Welcome to my humble abode," Matt bowed his head. "You all have fun, and try not to break anything," he said as he shuffled out, playing host.
Serena looked at the keg with interest, but then turned away and walked out of the kitchen, forcing Andrew and Darien to follow.
Just as they exited, Mina and Lita came waltzing over towards Serena.
"Hey," Mina grinned happily," I'm so glad you came."
Serena smiled back at her friend. "I told you I would," Serena practically had to yell over the loud music.
Mina reached out and grabbed Serena, yelling," Come on! Let's go dance," laughing as she tugged Lita and Serena to follow her.
"Oh god," Serena said as she rolled her eyes and followed Mina onto the dance floor with thrashing kids.
Darien and Andrew stayed back but made sure Serena was easy to spot and not too far away. As they stood there, talking amongst themselves, a couple of teenage girls, provocatively dressed in skimpy dresses, came up to Andrew and Darien.
One of the girls had dark brown hair with brown eyes. She wore a tight red dress that showed a little too much cleavage, not to mention it was extremely short. The other girl was blonde with green eyes, wearing a pink sparkly dress that was strapless and also very short.
"Hey," the brunette said, her eyes looking both Andrew and Darien up and down with an approving smile.
Darien and Andrew both greeted her back out of courtesy.
The brunette looked at Darien and licked her lips subconsciously. "You wanna dance?" she said loudly.
Andrew looked at Darien, trying not to smile as he crossed his arms and waited for him to say something.
Darien looked a little bit taken aback. "Uh… no, thanks."
The girl pouted and her blonde haired friend stepped up to the plate, this time asking Andrew. "How about you?" she asked. "You wanna dance?"
Andrew looked amused as he shook his head. "No."
The two girls looked utterly miserable as they ambled away from Andrew and Darien.
When they were gone, Andrew and Darien looked at each other and shook their heads, smiling. It didn't take long for another group of girls to come up to them and ask them to dance again, which they both reclined politely.
"Geez," Darien said as he leaned his back against the wall.
Andrew laughed. "You gotta give them props for having enough courage to ask," Andrew pointed out.
Darien grinned and nodded as he cast a gaze around the dance floor before his eyes landed on Serena. She was laughing as Mina twirled her around. God, she's beautiful, Darien thought to himself as he watched how her hips swayed sexily as she danced. Her arms would move gracefully from time-to-time, and she would sometimes move her head to make her hair come around. She looked sexy without even trying too. As Darien watched her move, Ethan came up out of nowhere and wrapped his arms around her from behind and started to dance, making her spin around to look at him in shock. When she realized it was him, she smiled and started to dance with him instead. Darien turned his head away.
Andrew seemed to have been watching her too, because he shook his head and said," I don't like that guy."
Darien looked at him. "Why?"
Andrew shrugged. "He just rubs me the wrong me."
"Yeah," Darien replied as he glanced again in their direction, suddenly feeling envious that Ethan got to dance with her and hold her. As Darien kept his eyes on them, he saw that Ethan was starting to get bolder, placing his hands on the small of Serena's back and pulling her close to him, almost grinding against her. Darien noticed the uncomfortable look on Serena's face, and a moment later she started to push against Ethan's chest. He let her go, but looked annoyed as she yelled something at him and stalked away towards Darien and Andrew.
Darien pushed himself off the wall and waited for her. Her face looked angry as she made her way to him.
"I hate it when he does that," Serena said to herself, but loud enough for Andrew and Darien to hear.
Darien looked past Serena, to Ethan and saw that he had left the dance floor already. When he looked back at Serena, she had her arms folded, looking angrily down the hallway at nothing in particular. "Are you okay?" he asked.
Serena looked up at him and nodded, giving him a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm thirsty though," she said, turning around and looking towards the kitchen. "Do you two want anything?"
Darien and Andrew looked at each other uneasily. "No… but-"
"I'm not going to drink," she said as she walked away, reading their minds.
Darien and Andrew looked sheepish as she went into the kitchen
"Should we follow?" Andrew asked, looking a little worried.
Darien shook his head and took out the tracker for the first time that night, and turned it on.
Andrew's jaw dropped when he saw it. He loved gadgets. "Where did you get that?"
Darien looked at the screen and saw a red dot Serena moving around in the kitchen and surrounded by blue dots.
"I'm guessing that's her," Andrew pointed to the floating red dot. Darien answered with a nod. "That's so cool," Andrew said, smiling and shaking his head.
Darien grinned and turned it off, thinking it wasn't necessary right now; plus, Serena could be coming back soon.
After awhile, Darien began to wonder where she was… it shouldn't take ten minutes or more to get a drink.
He pressed a finger over the Secret Service logo pin, and waited for the beeping noises. "Where are you?" Darien asked, knowing she could hear him now.
It took awhile, but she answered," I'm around. Don't worry, Darien. It's a party, you don't have to follow me everywhere."
"Serena… I have to be able to see you," Darien said seriously, a hint of irritation in his voice.
There was a pause. "If that's the case, then find me because I'm not going to tell you where I am every single minute… and I don't like you scolding at me through this earphone!"
Darien skimmed the crowd, nodding his head to tell Andrew to go look for her. Andrew nodded in response and headed off. "I am not scolding you, I am just trying to do my job, which you're making it really difficult to do right now."
"That's what I do, Darien, if you haven't already figured that out. Now, if I need anything, I'll make sure to talk to you… but I don't like this earphone, it's like you're in my head. So, I'm gonna take it out."
"Don't do it," he warned, but was amused. The President knew his daughter well, having told Darien she'd probably take it out.
"Buh bye," she said one last time before beeping out.
Darien chuckled and shook his head as he pulled out his tracker. "Fine by me," he said as he turned it on. He looked at the screen and saw that she was somewhere in the dining area. Three blue dots were surrounding her, and off to the far right corner, was a green dot, which was Darien. He smirked and pressed on his microphone to activate hers. Now, he could hear what she was saying, and who she was around.
"Great party, huh?" Darien heard a familiar voice, thinking it belonged to Raye's.
"Yeah, it's fun," he heard Serena's sweet voice answer back.
"So, where's Ethan?" Raye's voice came on again.
Serena gave an exasperated sigh and said," I don't know. He's probably mad at me."
Another girl's voice came on, and Darien knew it was Mina's. "He's always mad at you or vice versa. What did he do this time?"
"When we were dancing he was trying to… like… grind on me. It's a little too close for comfort," Serena remarked.
Darien turned off the microphone when he felt she was in safe hands around her friends. Having these gadgets came in handy, but he also felt like he was invading her privacy. A moment later, a beeping noise emanated into the earpiece, but it was from Andrew.
"Found her," Andrew said loudly. "She's in the dining-room with her friends. I'm out of her view though."
"K, thanks," Darien replied, already knowing where she was and who she was with.
After about five minutes of standing off to the corner and staring aimlessly across the sea of unfamiliar faces, Andrew came back on the earpiece.
"She's talking to her boyfriend now," Andrew warned Darien.
"Got it," Darien said as he pushed the button to turn on Serena's mic.
Darien heard a deep voice, which was obviously Ethan's. "I don't understand why you've been so distant lately."
Serena sighed dramatically as she answered," I am not being distant, I've just been busy."
"Ever since your new bodyguard came, you've been acting different around me," Darien could hear the anger in Ethan's voice.
"Don't be ridiculous," Serena snapped.
"Then why is he still here, Serena? I thought you were going to get rid of him."
Serena gave an exasperated groan. "Because he is, okay? Now, will you stop interrogating me?"
"No," Ethan responded defiantly," I want to know what's going on between you and that bodyguard of yours."
"Nothing is going on between us, Ethan! He's just my bodyguard, would you give it up already?"
There was a pause before Ethan said," I see the way you look at him," in a tone that was so filled with jealousy, Darien could catch it through the microphone.
"Yeah? And how do I look at him?"
"Like how you used to look at me," Ethan replied, his voice softer.
Darien turned off her microphone for the second time. It was too personal. He pressed the pin to communicate with Andrew.
"You still watching them?" Darien asked.
"Yup," Andrew replied with a bored voice. "Looks like they're having a heated argument… surprise, surprise."
Darien laughed and told Andrew to keep an eye on them and if anything went wrong, call him.
As he leaned up against the wall again, he heard Serena's voice, loud and clear, saying," He's just my bodyguard…"
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About an hour and a half into their arrival, the house was completely packed with teenagers, and the kegs were already more than halfway empty. Some kids were drunkenly jumping about; others were passed out on the couch or randomly on the ground. Several couples were in darkened corners making-out, and others were a little farther along.
Sometime into the hour, Andrew returned by Darien's side to complain about Serena, Ethan, and her friends. Apparently Serena got fed up with Ethan so she stalked away from him to join her guard of friends. Ethan didn't try to come after her so instead, he adjourned into the kitchen to get a drink.
When Serena and her friends waltzed back into the dancing crowd, Andrew walked back to Darien as they both took their stance to watch out for her once again.
As Darien watched Serena dance gracefully with her friends, he noticed that Raye had broken from them and was now heading towards Andrew and himself.
Her long dark, usually straight, hair was not in sexy curls. She wore a red dress that fitted her form perfectly, accentuating her tiny waist. She smiled sweetly at Andrew and Darien as her unique violet eyes twinkled.
"You guys have to dance," Raye said with a grin as she looked from Darien to Andrew.
Andrew glanced quickly at Darien as a look of complete dread washed over his face. "Um… I don't dance," he said seriously.
Raye's playful smile broadened. "Everybody can dance… besides, this is a party! You're supposed to be having fun," she proclaimed.
Darien chuckled and shook his head. "This is a high school party, and we are doing our job."
"But," Raye said, her eyebrows arching up," wouldn't your 'job' be a lot more fun if you were dancing with a group of girls?"
Andrew turned slightly towards Darien and jokingly said," You know… she has a point."
Darien just shot a sarcastic look. "Seriously, Raye… it'd be weird."
"Why?" She asked, truly not understanding.
"It just would be, all right?" Darien answered, crossing his arms over his chest.
Raye didn't back down, however. Instead, she rolled her eyes and grabbed each of the boy's hands and pulled them forcibly into the crowd before either Andrew or Darien knew what was going on.
"Wha-" Andrew gasped as he was tugged into the bobbing sea of bodies.
"Hey!" Darien yelled, being a little taken aback at Raye's strength.
Once they were embedded in the crowd, they both just stood there as they kept getting bumped into by teenagers.
Raye and the girls were laughing, all except Serena, who was just smiling.
"Come on," Lita said as she reached for Andrew's hand, jumping about making his arm go up and down.
Raye giggled as she took Andrew's other hand and moved about. Andrew looked like he had just been yelled at by his mother, not knowing what to do but oblige to the girls as they twirled and moved around him.
Mina watched for a minute, but was dancing with her crush, Alan Stroud.
That left, Serena with Darien.
They stood awkwardly next to each other as they watched Andrew being harassed by two girls. Darien turned his head to look at Serena quickly and bobbed his head to the side and said," I should probably… go back over there," he said, but not loud enough for Serena to hear.
"What?" she yelled, tilting her head to the side.
Darien sighed and leaned down so she could hear him. Just as he was by her face, a teenage boy accidentally bumped into Darien, making him lose his balance and fall haphazardly onto Serena, and making her stumble backward and land on the floor with Darien on top.
Serena gave a little shriek out of surprise. She closed her eyes tightly as she fell harshly to the ground, seconds later she felt a heavy form collapse on top of hers too. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Darien was on top of her, his hands on either side of her head. She breathed in sharply when she realized the proximity between them.
Darien looked a little surprised at first, his eyes wide with shock. How do we always end up like this? He thought aggravatingly as he bounced off of her quickly and offered her a hand.
Serena took his offered hand as he pulled her up with ease. She could have sworn he was blushing.
"Sorry," Darien mumbled," someone bumped into me."
Serena smiled weakly and nodded, glancing away from him. "I-it's okay," she said back quickly, feeling jittery and nervous.
Darien stood there for a few seconds and pointed over to the corner where he had been before, signaling to her that he would be heading over there again.
She just nodded and waved.
When he turned around to leave, Serena exhaled, feeling like she'd been holding her breath the entire time he was there.
"What was that?" Mina asked with a huge grin plastered across her pretty face.
Serena blushed. "What was what?"
"You two were in a very compromising position on the ground just a minute ago," Mina explained with a smug expression.
"It was an accident," Serena argued. An accident that seems to happen quite a lot… not that I mind…
Mina just rolled her eyes and nodded with a sarcastic expression. "Yeah, whatever," she said as Alan came up to her to whisk her away again.
Serena frowned at what Mina said and walked away in the opposite direction of where she knew Darien would be. When she glanced back, she saw that Andrew was surrounded by a group of maniacal girls, trying to dance with him.
As she slowly moved through the crowd, all she could think about was Darien. Okay… he's all I EVER think about now… she told herself as she steered towards the kitchen.
As Serena was about to step into the kitchen, a group of girls squealed and ran over to her to ask her for an autograph. She smiled sweetly and nodded.
While Serena was signing something, someone behind her tapped on her. She turned around abruptly to find herself facing Matt Abshire, the host of the party.
"Oh, excuse me," Serena said as she handed back the paper to the group of girls who stared at her handwriting like it was something to be worshipped.
"Hey, Serena," Matt greeted with a warm smile. "Um… there's a problem…. About your boyfriend."
Boyfriend? Oh right… I have one. Serena thought inwardly. "What about him?"
Matt looked sheepish," Well, he's been throwing up in the bathroom for like the past fifteen minutes, I was just wondering if-"
"Don't worry," Serena said as she started to walk away," I'll go handle it."
Matt smiled and thanked her as he scurried away to go take care of something else.
Serena sighed heavily as she walked around the kitchen and into a long dark hallway. I have no idea where the bathroom is!
The music and the loudness became muffled the further she walked down the hallway. She wasn't alone, there were a lot of people in the hallway as well, but most of them were preoccupied with a 'someone' else.
Serena saw her first door, so she opened it quickly, only to see a flash of two naked bodies before a girl gasped. "Oh… sorry," Serena flushed and closed the door. God… how embarrassing… she mused.
Right across from the room, was another door, but it was closed. I'd better knock this time, she told herself as she neared the door.
KNOCK-KNOCK
She heard someone coughing inside before the door latched and opened, revealing a very pale Ethan.
"Oh…. Are you okay?" Serena asked as she stepped inside, feeling a rush of worry. He looked so sick…
He smiled groggily and nodded his head, his green eyes looking tired. "I'm f-fine," he said as he closed the bathroom door, stumbling around a bit. His brown hair was pointing in all kinds of directions, having run his hands through it over and over again.
"Ethan," Serena said in a serious, worried voice," are you drunk?"
He shook his head as he began swaying to-and-fro. "No… c-course not! I only had like," he looked down at his fingers, trying to figure out how many cups he had," five or six drinks," he slurred.
Serena's eyes grew wide. "What? I leave you for about an hour and you drank six cups of alcohol?"
"Come o-on, Serena. You left me, what else was there to do?" he said as he tilted over to the side and stumbled a little before regaining his balance.
"So you're blaming me?" Serena asked, looking angry but bemused at the same time. She crossed her arms across her chest and took a step towards him, making him take a few wobbly steps backwards.
He shook his head roughly," I would never," he said, his voice squeaking as he spoke.
Serena just looked at him as he swayed around. He was completely out of it, and it was a definite turn-off.
"I feel sick," Ethan blurted as he stuck his hand on the wall to help the spinning in his head.
"I wonder why," Serena said sarcastically as she began to move over to get out of the bathroom. "Look, Matt doesn't want you throwing-up everywhere so hurry up and get out, okay? I'll call a cab for you or something," she said as she reached for the doorknob, only to have Ethan place his hands roughly on top of hers to stop her.
Serena looked up at him and found that his face was extremely close to hers. His breath reeked of alcohol, and his eyes were a little blood shot.
"Where are you going?" he asked, almost falling on top of her.
Serena let go of the doorknob and backed away from him a little to get the stench of his breath out of her face. "To call a cab," she repeated herself.
Ethan shook his head again and went towards her, trapping her between the wall and him by placing both of his arms on either side of her face. "You're not going any…where," he said, his voice dropping low and his eyes hardening.
"Ethan, come on, you're drunk," Serena tried to persuade him.
"I'm not t-that drunk," he said, rolling his eyes ineffectively. "I wanna know w-why you never do stuff with me…."
Serena frowned, pressing herself into the wall to try to distance the two of them. "I do things with you all the time."
"Not like that… other stuff," he mumbled.
"What 'other' stuff?" Serena pressed, starting to get a little more than annoyed.
Ethan ran a hand clumsily through his hair. "You know… w-we've been together for a year… or almost a y-year or whatever, and you still won't do anything w-with me."
"That's because I don't want too," Serena snapped, pushing herself off the wall now to try and plow through him. It didn't' work. Ethan, though being drunk, was still extremely strong. He pushed her back to the wall forcibly, making her bump her head. Serena gasped in shock.
He looked down at her, his eyes dark with anger. "I-it's that bodyguards of yours, isn't it?" he snarled.
"What is wrong with you? Let me go," Serena said, trying to leave again, only to have Ethan push his body onto hers and press her harder into the wall.
"You'll fuck him, but you won't me," he said, his voice strong and harsh.
Serena's eyes flickered with fear. She had never heard him talk like this before…
His right hand left the side of her head and traveled down the length of body. He was too close and pushing her too hard into the wall for her to move anything.
Serena felt his hands roam over her breast, down her side, and down her leg, stopping at the hem of her pretty black dress. She looked up at him in terror. "W-why are you doing this?" She whispered.
His eyes lifted to meet hers, his hands pausing right underneath the hem, on her upper thigh. "I want you, Serena," he whispered harshly, moving his hands now to her inner thigh, and making her breath hitch.
Serena could feel tears begin to burn her eyes as she felt his hands violate her. She was scared, and she didn't know what to do. "Stop," she said shakily, her voice weak.
Right as she told him to stop, one of his fingers brushed lightly over the fabric of her underwear She gasped in surprise as she felt her tears finally spill over.
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Where is she? Darien thought frantically as he pressed a pin to communicate with Andrew.
"Yeah?" Andrew yelled loudly into the microphone.
"Where is Serena?" Darien asked, his eyes searching desperately for her.
"I thought she was with you," Andrew replied.
"Damnit… go find her!" Darien yelled and beeped out, pulling out the tracker. He turned it on and looked quickly for her red dot. It showed that she was alone with someone in the bathroom. Darien's eyebrows knit together as he pressed the tracker to activate her microphone camera….
That's when he saw Ethan, and heard her scream over the microphone.
Then…..
He ran.