A/N: A little warning, the shit is going to hit the fan in this chapter. When I started this story I had two scenes in my head, one was the first chapter and the second was, what was supposed to be this chapter and included Christian losing control and dragging Ana into his playroom. Let's just say after I had written half of the chapter I felt disgusted with Christian, couldn't bring myself to write anymore and couldn't see any possible way to ever get them together, so I decided take a different direction.

I had some of you asking if I was going to write Christian's POV and yes, next chapter will be from Christian's POV.

There is one guest reviewer who really dislikes Ana in this story and thinks her characterization is off kilter and she is all over the place, because she has panic attacks, but still can be badass in other scenes. - Yes, I agree it seems a little off. The thing is as I have never experienced panic attacks, I have to rely on what I do know about them. While I was in school around the age of 15 I've met my best friend, she appeared to be really badass and wouldn't take crap from anyone. What I didn't know when I met her was that she suffered from panic attacks. You would have never guessed that she was suffering from panic attacks if you'd met her back then. She would argue with teachers about her grades, give speeches in front of the entire school or tell bullies where to go, but simple things like standing in line at the register could make her have panic attacks. With therapy she eventually stopped having panic attacks, but the one thing she would always say about them and still does, is that the thing that scared her the most about them was not the moment when she had a panic attack, but the fact that they came so randomly, so she had no way to just avoid certain situations to get over them. So when I decided that Ana would suffer from panic attacks in this story I pretty much used my best friend as inspiration for Ana's character. I'm sorry that you dislike the way I have pictured Ana in this story, but I can promise you she will get better as the story progresses and won't seem all over the place anymore...

Now on to chapter 7...

Ana

The last two weeks have been so heavenly calm that I could relax for the first time since I have come home after my time in Europe. Most likely this is due to the fact that I have devoted all my time into decorating and re-furnishing my apartment. I have also spent a lot of time with my sister, Mia and Kate. And of course, I haven't seen Christian or Elena in the last two weeks. Cooper called a couple of times offering his help with the move, but I told him I need some time to cool off, and as long as he believes what other people tell him about me more than what I tell him, it will be best for us not to hang out. I guess that has hurt him, but he has hurt me too when he chose to believe Christian and not me.

Elliot was a great help in the last two weeks. We hang out a lot lately as he is still pissed at Christian and Cooper; and he also helped me to get my apartment ready. Everything went so smoothly, that three days ago I could move in and I had Mia, Kate, Anya, her best friend Niki and Elliot all stay over here the first night after my move. We had tones of pizza, ice cream and other unhealthy food, watched horror movies all night and ended up falling asleep in front of the TV. It was one of the best days I had in a long while and we want to repeat that as soon as possible.

Another thing that really makes me breathe a little easier is that I only had one panic attack in the last two weeks. It was the morning after my confrontation with Elena. I came downstairs and my mom pulled me aside, asking me if I knew how to get the video from the CCTV, as she wanted to watch how Elena fell into the pool. I could barely tell her that I would go get it, before I ran into the next bathroom and had to throw up.

I didn't even think about the fact that we have a CCTV in the pool area. But since my parents are rich and my dad is a control freak, he has CCTV at all possible ways that someone could get into the house, including the indoor pool as it has a side door to the back yard. I went into the monitor room and had to look through many different files on the computer, but in the end I found the right one, made a copy on my USB flash drive and deleted the file. I told my mom the file was already deleted, as usually the files are only stored for 24 hours and get deleted automatically after that.

I kept a copy because maybe one day I can show it to Christian. At the moment I am light-years away from wanting to convince him that I am not a slut nor a liar, but maybe one day I want to and then I can show him that it was Elena who started all of this. As per Carrick's wish I am no longer involved in bringing Elena down. I'm not sure what Carrick's PI has found, but it must be some serious shit. Carrick only mentioned human trafficking and that I have to stay away from Elena at all cost. I almost panicked hearing this, but Carrick assured me that Christian doesn't seem to know what she is doing.

I guess that is a good thing, but then again, even while he behaved like a complete and utter asshole to me since my return, I could never picture Christian being part of anything like this. I just hope that Carrick will find a way to get Elena behind bars without her trying to drag Christian down with her. Being associated with something like this could easily ruin his reputation and in turn is company. I don't think he would survive losing everything he has worked so hard for in the last 8 years. I almost regret getting Carrick involved in this, but in the end, it is best it is him who uncovers the depths of Elena Lincoln's depravity than the FBI or someone else. At least he can try to keep Christian's name out of it and I am sure there are enough other things left without the fact that she has seduced Christian, that will ensure that she will spend the rest of her miserable existence behind bars.

I hope this all ends soon, the sooner Christian is free of her the better. Maybe then he will realise that in reality she is the liar. As I think about this, I feel myself getting restless. I look at my watch and it is just 7 in the morning. I decide to change into my jogging outfit and go for a run to clear my thoughts. I'm usually not a fan of jogging, especially on a typical rainy Seattle morning, but today I just need to get out and not just use the gym for a workout. Once outside I set my I-pod to shuffle and take off in the direction of Pike Place Market.

After my morning run I am so hungry, I decide rather than to go home and cook something, I'll just eat at Lola's a nice breakfast restaurant near Escala on 4th Avenue. I know that those delicious eggs Benedict I have ordered probably have more calories than I lost on my run, but I'm just in the mood for a heavy breakfast.

When I return to Escala, I see the black Audi SUV leave the garage and know that Christian is in it. He always goes to Grey House around this time and I am glad I didn't run into him. To be honest, I have avoided running into Christian and so far I don't think he even knows that I am now living at Escala, too and I would like to keep it that way for a while. So, I avoid leaving Escala or returning around the times he usually leaves and returns. I know he will find out at some point, but I would like it if it was by a time he already knows that I didn't lie, because otherwise I expect him to go bat shit crazy on me, and that is the last thing I need right now.

Back home I go through some of the things that I still have to do for my parents anniversary and my piano teacher and vocal coach Richard shows up around noon for our daily lesson. By now I'm good enough to follow through with my surprise and according to my teacher I have a real talent. But honestly, I can sing and play about five songs which is not much in my opinion and I'm not sure if I am going to take anymore lessons after I have surprised my parents.

Later that day I meet with Kate and Anya at Neiman's, so we can all pick out our dresses for the anniversary party. Since our parents forced us to wear all the same dresses as kids for events like this, we shop together now just to make sure no one has the same dress, because we all hated wearing the same. Mia already has her dress and has send us a picture, so we know what not to buy.

Anya quickly finds a dress and Kate being Kate buys six new dresses. I on the other hand just can't find the right one. I wander absent mindedly through the store until my gaze gets caught by a beautiful evening gown. And I know right away why I stop and stare at the dress. The color of the dress reminds me of Christian's eyes. Before I can change my mind I ask if the dress is available in my size and moments later I'm in the changing room. I love the dress, it is perfect. I leave the changing room and Kate and Anya gasp when they see me.

"Oh my gosh, you have to buy this dress, it's perfect Ana. This is so your dress, you look like a fairy." Anya gushes and Kate is nodding her head all excited.

"Okay, okay, calm down, both of you. I'll buy it." I giggle and after we buy shoes and some jewelry to match our outfits Anya and Kate head home, while I have to buy some groceries. I arrive home at half past 7 in the evening and get into the elevator. Just when the doors are about to close two people are getting in with me and I cringe when I see that it is Christian and Ros Baily, the COO of his company.

"Ana, wow I haven't seen you in a long time. How are you? Are you here to visit Christian?" Ros asks the moment the elevator doors close and she recognizes me.

"Hi Ros, I'm fine, you? And no, I'm not visiting Christian, I live here." I tell her and she looks at me wide-eyed, while I do not dare to look at Christian.

"With Christian?"

"What? No! I bought an apartment on the 16th floor, I moved in 3 days ago" I answer and inwardly I will the elevator to ride up fast. This is probably the most uncomfortable elevator ride of my life.

"Oh, I see. Well, it was great to see you again" she says and to my great relief the elevator finally stops at my floor and I hurry out as if the freaking thing was on fire. Though I can still hear Ros ask Christian if she said something wrong because I didn't even say goodbye.

In my apartment I just drop my shopping bags, walk straight into the kitchen and pour myself a glass of chilled white wine to calm my nerves. Once I have relaxed I make myself a salad with chicken breast for dinner and enjoy my meal while listening to some classical music. After that I decide to take a long hot bath.

15 minutes later the tub is filled with my favorite rose bubble bath. I have music playing in the background, another glass of white wine and I'm just about to get into my tub when I hear someone knock against the door. Great, I decide to ignore whoever it is, but then I hear it.

"Anastasia open the fucking door! I know you are home!"

Just fucking great. It's Christian and he sounds pissed. I hurry naked into my bedroom and put the dress I was wearing today back on before I hurry to the door, still hearing Christian knocking against it.

I open and he glares down at me. "Did you think I would leave if you would just ignore me?" he snaps.

"No, I was just about to get into the tub and I'm not in the habit of opening my door naked." I snap back pissed by his tone.

"Why are you here, why did you move to Escala?" he asks just a bit more calm.

"Come in, I think my neighbors won't appreciate hearing us talk in the hallway." I let him in and lead him into the kitchen.

"Do you want a glass of wine?" I ask, because frankly I need one and it would be rude not to offer him a drink too.

"Yes, please" he mutters sits down on one of the bar stools by the breakfast bar and looks around.

"Nice place, I like the colors."

"Thanks, Elliot helped me redecorating and moving." I explain, take both glasses to the breakfast bar and sit down next to him, turning on the bar stool so I'm facing him.

"Are you fucking him now, too?" he asks and I have to close my eyes and count to ten to suppress the urge to empty my glass of wine in his face.

"No, I am not. In fact, I haven't fucked anyone in my entire life and that probably makes me the only 22 years old virgin in Seattle." I snap bitterly and he shakes his head as if he is disappointed.

"You know Ana, it's one thing to fuck around, but if you have to do it then you should at least not lie about it."

"Oh my god, are you serious? You are such a hypocrite Christian and for someone who prides himself with the ability of being good in reading people you are doing a piss poor job at it, so if you only came here to insult me then I want you to leave now. Because this is my home and I don't have to listen to your shit in here, get out!"

"I did not come here to insult you" he growls and pushes to his feet while running both hands through his hair.

"Then why are you here? What do you want from me, Christian?" I yell at him and get up aswell.

"You want to know what I want from you? Fuck Ana! I show you what I want from you!" he yells back and as he steps forward I'm afraid he is going to hit me, but just like the day I returned from Europe he grabs me and seals my lips with his.

Oh no, not again! And I know after all he has done I should push him away and tell him to go to hell, but it feels like I have lost all common sense, because instead of doing that, I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers glide into his hair and my body presses against his shamelessly.

I don't know what it is, his hands which are gliding all over me, his tongue which pushes into my mouth tasting and teasing me or the fact that I have clearly lost my mind, but I want him. Even after all he has done since I came back, I want him and I want him now. And before I can even think about what this means I find myself on the floor with him on top of me and somewhere in my completely overwhelmed state I think I hear the sound of a zipper. I feel his erection pushing against my entrance and freeze. No, not like this, I think and break free from our kiss.

"Christian wait I've never... " and then it's too late. I screw my eyes shut and whimper as the pain inside me slowly spreads through my entire body. I can feel hot tears run down my cheeks and slowly open my eyes as the pain subsides. Well, this was not how I envisioned to lose my virginity, but at least now he knows the truth. I look into Christian's eyes and see that he is white as a ghost, his eyes wide in shock and after a second he starts to mutter the word 'No' over and over again.

"You ... I ... I didn't ... I would never have ... I ... oh my god" he stutters and I wince as he pulls out of me jumps to his feet and before I can even comprehend what is happening he is at the door. Oh no, he can't leave. Not like this, I don't want him to leave.

"Christian please" I beg and for a second he hesitates, but then he is out of the door and I am alone in my apartment. I just sit there with my arms wrapped around my knees staring at the door that Christian has closed behind him.

I understand that he was shocked, but even after all that has happened between us in the last two weeks this hurts me the most. He knows the truth now and he still left me here all alone. If I ever needed more proof that Christian doesn't care about me at all, now I have it. I guess this was the closest I will ever be to him and funny enough it was the fact that I am not a liar or a slut which has ruined everything. And with that thought in my mind I rest my head on my knees and finally succumb to my tears...

The next chapter should be up this weekend and it will be Christian's POV. I'm still not happy with this chapter, but at least it is not as terrible as the first version and there is still hope for A&C to get a HEA, though Christian now has to pull out the big guns in terms of groveling to get Ana to forgive him... so, let me know what you think, even if you absolutely hated it...