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I squeeze my eyes closed, trying not to think about what just happened. Trying to think aboutanythingother than Dorion.
But I can’t.
He touched me. He kissed my skin. He raped me.
And there’s not a damn thing I could do about it in the moment. I can’t believe I froze.
I should have screamed. I should have just taken a chance that the bodyguard could get in the room and haul Dorion off of me faster than he could end me with the switchblade.
Would he have taken it that far? Would he have risked prison just so he could get his dick wet?
My tears blend with the water as I stand and sob through the pain. My heart hurts. My legs hurt. Everything hurts.
That’s something I wouldn’t wish upon my worst enemy. How could Geani find it in herself to do this to me?
I turn off the faucet and step out, pulling a towel from the rack on the wall. I brush my teeth to get the taste of the champagne out of my mouth and walk into my bedroom.
I find myself standing in the center of my room. Water dripping from my hair onto the floor in a puddle at my feet. I’m still frozen. I can’t seem to come out of this nightmare. Tonight was supposed to be the night that proved I was worth Tommy’s time and effort. That I deserved to be the star of the club.
People wanted to see me.
Oh fuck.
I press a hand to my face. “Fuck. Fuck.”
Tommy said I had multiple requests for VIP rooms. And I left. I didn’t even say anything to anyone.
But what would I say? What would I tell them?
I don’t even want to check my phone. I don’t have it in me to talk to anyone. If they want me bad enough, they’ll come here and find me. Send a carrier pigeon for all I fucking care. I can’t bounce back from this. Not right away.
My blankets hug my naked body while I press my face into my pillow and continue to cry. I need to let it all out. Let out the pain and agony that Dorion caused me. Let out the pity I feel for myself for letting Geani get the upper hand.
The tears sting my eyes and I try to think of happier thoughts. Hugs from Spencer. The happier days I had with Nick.
Anything to settle my mind.
And before I know it, I’m asleep.
I wake up to the sound of an alarm going off on my phone. I’m groggy and feel sick to my stomach, but I manage to get up and rush over to turn it off.
“Why did I set an alarm?” I ask myself with one eye open as the blinding screen comes to life.
I turn it off and set the phone back down on my dresser. Then, realizing I haven’t checked it for hours, I pick it back up and open the screen.
The nausea sets in even harder.
Twelve text messages. Fourteen phone calls. Two voicemails.
What. The. Fuck.
I start with the texts. Leeah, Amanda, Megan, Tommy, and Vanessa have all texted me. Even a number I don’t recognize.
I start with the texts from Leeah. She seems like the one to be the least violent with my disappearance.
Where the fuck are you? Are we doing a VIP room?
Apparently I was wrong. Over to Amanda, who left three texts.
