I know I said lst update that this would be up in about three weeks. That clearly didn't happen. I was really busy with school. Busy and stressed which left absolutely no time for me to work on this. So this time I will not give an update guess because with the rate things are going I don't know when its going to be.

Anyways, I think you guys are gonna enjoy this chapter. A lot of things are finally going to be made sense of. This chapter takes place three months before the last scene of chapter 11.

Chapter 12 - Elyon's Summer Party

3 months earlier

The music was pounding loudly into Cornelia's ears, even though it was in the other room. She felt like she was at a concert where you couldn't even hear the person next to you. And she couldn't. It took Elyon three tries to get through to Cornelia before she ended up shouting in her friends ear. "Cedric looks super pissed!"

Cornelia shook her head and shouted back, "I feel so bad."

"It was for the best." Elyon consoled.

"I was so fed up with him!"

Elyon stood still and quiet for a moment, "You know what! You're getting drunk tonight. It'll numb the pain!" She explained, handing Cornelia a cup filled with the smell of Vodka and some kind of pop. "I'll be the driver tonight."

Cornelia offered a smile, taking the drink gratefully, "Thanks." She knew how much Elyon hated being stuck as the designated driver, so it meant a lot to know she was giving up a night of really partying for her. Cornelia downed the cup in less than a minute and moved onto her second. That disappeared quickly as well. It must have been a short ten minutes later when Elyon led Cornelia to a couch.

"I'll be right back, okay?" Elyon's voice sounded louder than it should have, and Cornelia wasn't sober enough to guess that it was because of all the alcohol she had taken in. She nodded her head up and down twice, and Elyon disappeared in the group of partygoers.

Cornelia sat by herself, leaning her head back onto the headrest and craving another drink. She tried to stand but felt herself spin so she plopped back onto the couch. On the coffee table, she spotted a red cup like the one she held earlier and reached for it. It belonged to someone and she wasn't sure who. She didn't care; she poured the drink down her throat and let out a sigh before leaning back onto the rest. She had never had a strong stomach. Just one drink had her acting crazy, and tonight she had a total of three. Cornelia knew this was really going to take its toll on her in the morning, but after the break-up she suffered earlier that day, she felt nothing could be much worse.

He wanted to hurt her. No girl had ever ended a relationship with him. Girls would kill just to be with him and she had the nerve to think that she could end it with him? And without ever giving him any sex? No. He was not going to accept this. It was ridiculous. He had to hurt her to help himself. And it wasn't going to be in the same way he hurt her before. He wasn't just going to betray her trust or let her come crawling back in her usual degrading way. No, this time was different. He was going to make sure she was hurt physically and scarred emotionally. The party couldn't have been a better time for it all to happen. With Drake's help to get Elyon distracted and away from Cornelia, Cedric could move in. It was almost funny for him to watch her get more and more drunk by the minute, and when she was finally laying on the couch struggling just to keep her eyes open, Cedric knew it was time.

"Wanna have some fun?" He asked his two friends, who he knew would be thrilled with the idea he had in mind. Together, the three of them propped Cornelia up and headed towards the staircase. He wasn't even worried of being caught. At all of the parties like this, everyone would be too drunk to even remember Cornelia being dragged away by three guys, one being her very furious ex-boyfriend.

When Robert and Angelo set her onto the bed, Cedric sent them away, being sure they closed the door behind them. Cedric stepped to the door and turned the lock before making his move on Cornelia. He lifted her off the bed and heard her mumble something he couldn't understand. Not that he cared what she said anyways.

"You think you can get away with this?" Cedric spat the words into her ear. "Breaking up with me? Well, you're going to pay for it, Cornelia Hale." He brought his lips to her hungrily and kissed her hard. The sense of power he now had over her thrilled him, and he pulled away for a second before diving in for more. To feel her weak struggle to pull away pleased him, and he spun her body around. With a great amount of force he shoved her against the wall and her head banged onto the wood. "You think you can screw up everything?" He came close to her and yelled it into her ear.

Roughly, he put his arms around her and dragged her across the room. After throwing her onto the bed, he crawled on himself and reached for the side zipper of her dress. Yes, he thought. This was definitely the perfect revenge.

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Her ears were ringing and her head was throbbing. Her first thought was what time it was, then more worried thoughts were brought into perspective. She hurt. Her head hurt and her entire body was sore. Where was she, for that matter? It only took a second after her last thought before she realized she wasn't wearing any clothes. In a panic, she turned her head to either side of the room, and noticed her bright blue dress thrown on the floor next to the bed. Instantly she felt her stomach drop and a lump rise into her throat. She was alone. In a bedroom. Naked. And hurting. She knew this only meant one thing. She could hardly hold back the tears when a knock on the door made her jump.

"Cornelia! Are you in there?" She heard Elyon call through the door. She opened her mouth to reply; to scream for help, but she stopped herself and asked herself a question. How was Elyon going to react to this? What if word got out. It would be humiliating enough telling your best friend but if the entire school found out she would be thrown into the most embarrassing situation of her life. She made a poor attempt to draw in a smooth breath and made her decision. "Yeah…I-I'll be right out." Even she noticed how shaky her voice was.

"Are you alright?" Elyon's voice called through, sounding concerned.

"Y-Yeah." Cornelia forced herself to say. She scrambled off the bed and pulled on her clothes as quickly as she could. Before pulling open the door she breathed in one last time to calm herself. She wiped the tears away from under her eyes with her hands and reached for the knob on the door. Before stepping out into the hallway to meet Elyon she made a promise to herself. She would never tell anyone about this night.

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Present

Caleb was positive he was right. He knew he was right, but he was too sensible to just burst into Cedric's territory with the little proof he had. This tiny ounce of doubt brought him to Elyon's front door, which he pounded on until the girl pulled it open with an aggravated expression on her face.

"Do you not have patience?" she asked with an edge to her voice. Clearly she wasn't a fan of Caleb being on her front steps.

Caleb ignored her comment and got straight to his point. "This is about your party at the end of junior year."

"No, you weren't invited." Elyon said sarcastically, and was already turning the door shut. Caleb was quick to react and placed his foot in the way. Elyon let out a lungful of air and let the door still. She raised her eyebrows and waited for him to continue.

"Cedric was there." Caleb stated. "And he and Cornelia had just broken up. How angry was he?"

Elyon knitted her eyebrows together, frustrated, "I don't know. They just broke up so…pretty mad."

"How mad?" Caleb demanded a better answer.

"Why does it matter? It's been three months since-"

"Elyon!"

Elyon jumped at the power in Caleb's voice. There must have been something in how serious he was acting because her annoyance was replaced with a look of concern. "He was really pissed." She answered slowly. "Really, really pissed. But why do you need to know so badly?"

She didn't get an answer because Caleb was already halfway to his car. Elyon's words were all he needed as a conclusion. It was thanks to Cedric carrying his skateboard around the mall that Caleb would know exactly where to find them.

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Cornelia laid on her bed with her face stuffed into her pillow. Her iPod was plugged into its doc and she was listening to her favorite songs to mellow herself to sleep. It was halfway through the second song that she was half-asleep, and at the end of the third song when she was startled out of the calm sense by her phone ringing.

"God, Cornelia. Get a new guy." Elyon's voice was demanding.

"What are you talking about?" Cornelia asked. She rolled onto her back and sat up with a lazy slouch. All she wanted was to take a nap and Elyon was keeping her from that to complain about Caleb again.

"Ugh, it was so weird Corny," Her friend started. Cornelia yawned and rubbed her eyes. "He showed up at my front door."

It was this that caught Cornelia's attention. What would Caleb be doing at Elyon's front door? "Why?" She tried not to sound too eager for an answer.

"He was asking about Cedric. And my party at the end of junior year."

Cornelia frowned, "Why would he care about-" then she stopped, as the thought slowly fell on her. The party. It was that party Caleb was asking about. He was the only one besides Will who knew what happened to her that day. And as for why Caleb would be asking about Cedric; she had just broken up with him. What if…no. There was no way. But Caleb wouldn't have dared going near Elyon's house unless he knew something. Unless he had figured something out and needed conclusions. It was true. The horrible, terrible thought was true. And now she was faced with something even worse. She had to find Caleb before he got to Cedric.

"Corny, are you there?"

"Did Caleb say where he was going?" Cornelia questioned frantically. She was already tearing out her room and flying as quickly as she could down the stairs.

"No, he just-"

"Listen, I'll call you later. I need to find Caleb."

But-"

Cornelia snapped her phone shut, then flipped it open again. She scrolled through her contacts until she found the name she was looking for. She tried calling Caleb twice but there was no answer either time. She settled on her second bet and dialled Will's number.

"Hello?"

"Will, it's Cornelia." She was in her car now, turning the key in the ignition. "Where are you?" "At Matt's." Will giggled.

Cornelia let out a breath. Knowing Matt was with Will made things seem a lot better. Having two girls work to save Caleb wouldn't be the most successful rescue. "I need you to meet me at the skate park. Caleb's in trouble." Cedric was always at the skate park. Even when they were dating he would blow her off to practice his stupid tricks. If Caleb was with Cedric like she thought he would be, they would be there.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Will's giggles ceased and her voice was only filled with concern.

"He found out that it was Cedric. Who raped me." It hurt to say the words, but she had to face the truth at some point, and it had to be soon.

"Holy crap." Will said on the other line. Cornelia heard Will pull the phone away from her ear and begin explaining what was happening to Matt.

"Please hurry Will." Cornelia was already halfway there. When she closed her phone for the last time, she pushed down on the gas, racing against time.

Yep! A cliffhanger! Here's your peek at the next one:

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"The odds were stacked against you. It was a stupid move, Caleb."

He merely shrugged with his smirk still attached to his face. He tilted his head up so he was looking her in the eye. In the most honest and caring voice she had ever heard, he sincerely recited the lines from the play; the turning point in Meg's and Hercules' relationship. "People do crazy things when they're in love."

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