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Chapter V | Anastasia's POV
Christian is leaving and I can't lie and say that I didn't enjoy his company, because I did. It was nice having someone to chill with and talk to. But that was probably a one time thing and will never happen again.
''So, I'll see you tomorrow?'' He says while waiting outside the doorstep.
''Prob will, prob wont.''
He scowls at me, ''well I hope I will.''
''Yeahh... Now I prob won't come on purpose'' I say, giving him an innocent smile.
''What ever... So, uh good night Ana...'' He says awkwardly.
''Uh, yeah night...''
He's standing there awkwardly. Why is he still here and why won't he leave? Oh god... Don't tell me he's expecting a kiss or something!
''K bye.'' I say while I abruptly slam the door in his face. Phew that was a close one. Did he really think I would kiss him? I have to laugh..
I burst out in a fit of giggles and I bend down and put my hands on my knees. I can't breathe. I look up and I see my mom looking at me like I'm some psychopath.
Just then the door behind me opens revealing a confused and shocked Ray. Their expressions make me laugh more.
''Ummm Ana, are you alright? Why are you laughing?'' He looks at my mom with a terrified expression and whispers ''why is she laughing?''
My mom shrugs. ''Honey have you been doing drugs?''
My laughing comes to a halt. ''No, what? What are you..? What? Uh, no! Of course not!'' Do they know? Oh my god, what!
They both look at each other with a shocked expression due to my outburst.
''Uh okaaaay...'' They say simultaneously.
I walk to the staircase, and fake yawn. ''I'm really tired you guys, so I'm just gonna go to bed, alright?''
They nod slowly as if they're still unsure about my answer.
''Uh, k bye.'' I say then I run up the stairs to my room and close the door and breathe a sigh of relief.
I haven't noticed how tired I actually am until I jump on my bed and bury my face in my pillow. I immediately doze off.
Ana...
I hear someone whispering my name, it's not a familiar voice...
Ana wake up...
I open my eyes, and I see nothing... I swear I heard someone whispering my name... I must be so out of it.
I get up and go to the bathroom, to wet my face and decide that I'm gonna go for a walk. I walk downstairs and open the front door, and it's dark but right now I don't care.
I've walked a couple miles already but I feel like walking isn't helping anymore so I start to run. I turn a corner and accidentally bumped into somebody. A hot dude with brown hair and blue eyes. My lord..
''Woah, hey you alright?'' He asks. I don't answer because when I look at the ground, I see a small zip lock bag with white powder. Cocaine.
''You're gonna snort coke?'' I ask him. He looks taken back by my question but quickly recovers.
''Are you a cop?'' His eyebrow quirks up.
I have to laugh at his question... ''No, I'm not... Though if I was, I would've found you even more suspicious if you asked me that question.''
He smirks, ''Name's Drew and yes I am... It's my first time actually.''
''Alessa... Can I have a line?'' Alessa? I don't know anyone by that name! I don't even know why I said it... it just came out!
He frowns and looks unsure, ''Uh I- I don't think—''
''Please...'' I back him up into a wall. ''You don't mind sharing do you?'' I say in a sexy seductive voice.
He shakes his head. ''We can go to my place? My parents are almost never home..''
Looking him up and down, I smile and say ''sure''
He looks around and takes my hand. I feel so dazed, almost like I'm not myself...
I hear something, like someone stepped on glass. I turn around and I see no one.
Drew unlocks his door. ''Where's your bedroom?'' I ask. What the fuck has come over me?
He points to a door at the end of the hallway. I pull his arm and lead him too the room. Once I open the door, I pull in him and push him on the bed.
I straddle him and we're both breathing heavily. I lower my face to kiss him and he grabs my ass and moans. He's feeling all over me and I want to stop but I can't.
He flipped us so that I'm now under him. He cups my breasts and squeezes. He lifts me up so that I'm sitting and he grabs the hem of my shirt and takes it off of me.
He unhooks my bra while kissing on my neck and then starts to suck and lick my nipples.
I unbutton his pants and he pulls them down, he wastes no time pulling his boxers down as well. He does the same for me and he thrusts into me. He's the only one moaning, and feeling good.
I stare at the ceiling... and it all comes back to me...
''Go on Brad, have a go with the little bitch, I got my fill of her'' Logan says.
''Alright bro, give me a minute.'' Brad starts taking his clothes off.
I don't want this, I only wanted Logan! Why is he doing this to me!
I don't even get a chance to scream because he covers my mouth and thrusts his member in me. Tears. So many tears are being shed, and they're just laughing at me.
''This.. is.. all.. you're.. gonna.. be.. good for'' He grunts. ''For fucking..''
I'm whimpering. Please stop... I don't want this... It hurts...
I look at Logan and I see that he's filming the whole thing. My vision is blurring more because my eyes are getting more watery. Please Logan... Make him stop this...
He's laughing, they're both laughing...
I'm brought back by hearing Drew, ''Alessa? Alessa you okay?'' There goes that name again... He wipes a tear I never knew I shed.
I nod, ''I'm fine.. Can we do a line now?''
He looks at me with a worried expression.. Oh please, as if you really care. ''Yeah, sure.. I'm not sure how this whole snorting process goes though, so I need you to help me...''
''Go get a mirror'' I tell him, and he goes in, what I assume is him parent's room and gets a mirror. Perfect size.
I empty the little bag filled with cocaine on a mirror, ''got a credit card?'' He nods then hands me the card.
I use the credit care to make two neat little lines that are as thick as a straw, on the mirror. I take out a $20 bill and roll it up tightly.
Holding one nostril closed, I put my head down to the mirror and put one end of the rolled up bill and I put the other end slightly below the line of cocaine and I slide the bill across the line while I sniff it all up.
Numb.. I feel numb. I fall back on the pillow and stare at the ceiling again. ''Your turn'' I whisper.
I hear him throw it away in the trash next to the bed. He lays next to me, I feel him staring at me.
''Why do you do it?'' He asks.
''What?'' I reply confused by his question.
''Cocaine... Why do you do it?''
I feel my eyes getting heavy. ''Cocaine isn't cocaine. It's a tormented soul's aspirin.'' I whisper breathlessly, before it all goes black.