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Daniel is no different than them. If anything, he should be offered the leadership of my anti-fan club.
Yes, he’s a man now, but he’s still the boy who punched my heart and stomped all over it as if my feelings meant nothing.
He’s still the boy who gave me malevolent butterflies and caused my heart to be dangerously wild by merely existing.
He’s still the one person I can’t forget, no matter how much I attempt to.
“Can you please let me go?” I don’t know how the hell I sound calm when a wildfire is erupting inside me.
“Why?” His voice drops to an almost sinister edge. “Are you uncomfortable?”
“Yes. Surely you know this is sexual harassment.”
Daniel lowers his head so he can speak near my ear in a whisper-like range. “You of all people shouldn’t be talking about sexual harassment when you put a date rape drug in my drink.”
I go still, cold sweat breaking down my back and across my forehead.
This is the first time he’s shown an inkling of recognizing me. Ever since yesterday, I’d started to question myself and think that maybe he’d truly erased me from his life.
I thought that maybe I’d become invisible again and that I was only existing as a punching bag he could take his jerk attitude out on.
But no.
He remembers.
No clue why that fills me with equal parts dread and relief.
But that doesn’t matter right now, because his words echo inside me like a hungry beast.
“Is that what you think? That I put a date rape drug in your drink?”
“It’s a fact, not a mere thought. That night, you put a drug in a drink and I happened to take it, but you didn’t stop me.”
“You didn’t give me the chance to. Besides, that was ecstasy, which has the purpose of making someone feel good. It’s not a date rape drug, and I took one myself.”
I have no idea why I’m explaining this to him. I shouldn’t. I wouldn’t usually, because it’s useless. Daniel takes everyone’s word as fact except for mine.
I get it, he labeled me a liar, manipulator, and backstabber when we were kids, but it doesn’t hurt any less to know that whatever I have to say holds no value to him.
He tightens his hold on my elbow until it turns painful. “Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why did you take the drug? Was it so you and Christopher could have a good time? Did I happen to ruin your fucking plan, Nicole?”
A full-body shudder overtakes me, partly because of the way he said my name when it’s only been an impersonalMs. Adlerup until now. But mostly, it’s due to the fact that I’m going through a shock reaction.
I recognize it, even though it’s simmering in the dark corners I spent years burying and hiding from everyone’s reach.
So how come one insinuation from Daniel, one sentence, and the feeling is banging on the surface, trying to claw it open?
The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end and my breathing sharpens, moving in sync with the flutters in my stomach.
All I can smell is weed, strong and potent, and it’s mixed with cigarettes and the stench of musk.
I’m going to throw up.
Shit. Shit.
