Brandon's grubby hands roamed her body. She was fully clothed but she felt naked with his every touch. Her heart was thumping against her chest, fast, and he could obviously hear it. That's probably why he was smiling. Michael was yelling and shouting, his face full of rage, but he was held down by the silver bracelets that grasped his wrists. Shane was also yelling and shouting with tears slowly gliding down his face. Claire looked so shocked at what was happening. She was crying her eyes out at what she was seeing. Eve gasped when Brandon's hand slipped into her trousers and started to rub. She started breathing heavily but mostly out of panic. Her eyes began to sting and tears started falling from her eyes.
"Stop," Eve whispered. "Please."
Brandon looked up, right into her eyes and his smile dropped when he saw her crying. She must have looked so helpless. When she looked at him she swore that she saw something human in him. Just for a second, pure concern, as if he realised he was hurting her. They looked at each other for minutes. Michael and Shane stopped yelling, and Claire was calming down. Brandon dragged his hand out of her trousers, pushed away from the wall and looked away from her. He pushed the three hidden buttons on the fireplace again, making the silver bracelets go back down in the arm rests. As soon as they were off his wrists, Michael launched at Brandon and lifted his arm for a punch but Brandon caught it in mid-air, not moving from his spot.
"Go," Brandon said. "Go, now."
They all looked at each other then at him, surprised. He growled then shouted "Now!"
They quickly walked out but not before Eve saw a picture of her in the hallway. It was photo of her and Brandon with their arms around each other's shoulders. It was before Eve found out who he was and before all the things he did to her. Eve looked back at him as he turned around and looked at her. "I'm sorry," He whispered. She could just about hear him but smiled and walked out.