Changing

chapter 25

Loud music pumped through my body as I emerged through the crowd of sweaty, dancing teenagers. My headache was gone and I was in the zone. I looked around trying to spot Isaac among the mob, but I couldn't see him. Sighing, I shook my head and walked out the front to get away from all the madness inside. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and looked to see if I have any messages from Isaac. Nothing. Should I just text him? No, I don't wanna come off needy and annoying. Give him time. I mean it's not like he isn't gonna be here. It's his house party. I shoved past a couple devouring each other's faces and sat on the steps of his porch. After 5 minutes of sitting, flicking through my phone and looking for Isaac, I decided to get up and walk around. Maybe I might find him wondering around somewhere. I stood up and walked further down the steps. Walking around to the backyard of his house, I was thinking about if Harry was gonna miraculously jump out from somewhere and ruin my night. I looked around, trying to spot his brown curls. But I could see them anywhere. Hallelujah, I screamed inside of my head. Not concentrating on where I was going, I walked into somebody. "Oh god, I'm sorry I didn't see where I was going" I apologised quickly, looking to see who I had walked into. No. Friken. Way. "Heeeey Lexi, so glad you came" Isaac yelled over the music. "Isaac" I yelled back. "Thanks for inviting me" I smiled at him and he laughed. "Wanna drink" He asked, taking my wrist and leading me inside. I didn't picture Isaac as a drinker. "Um....sure" I replied. His grasp on my wrist was really tight but I tried to ignore it. We got inside and he poured me some vodka. "Here" he pushed the drink into my hands, as if I had to drink it. "Thanks". I don't know why but I feel really uncomfortable right now. Isaac isn't really acting the way he would at school. I took a sip of my drink. "Lexi, you look so hot tonight" Isaac smirked, looking me up and down. "Umm... thanks" I said uncertainly. Isaac grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him. I pushed off his chest. "Isaac, what are you doing" I yelled, shocked. "Sorry Lex, I could help myself". Okay, there is something very different about Isaac tonight and I don't like it. Not one bit. "Isaac, are you okay" I asked, quite concerned. He stared at me for about 5 seconds then nodded. "Never been better, love". Love? Something wasn't right. I have never seen this side of Isaac. I nodded uncertainly, looking around the room for an excuse to leave. "Lex, come with me". Before I even realised what was happening, Isaac grabbed my arm and pulled me through the crowds of teenagers, scattered throughout his house. His grip around my wrist was extremely tight and I could feel it cutting my blood circulation off. He pulled me up his stairs, down a very long hall way, decorated with very modern art hanging along the walls. We finally stopped outside of a door. Isaac turned the handle and push the door open, revealing a large room. I assumed it was his room. It was blue and white themed. The bed cover was a light shade of blue and white, zig-zagging across the sheets. On either side of the bed was 2 white bed side tables, both holding blue lamps on either one and one holding an alarm clock. There was a white desk, bookshelf and a dresser with a mirror on top. It was very classy and very appealing. "Is this your room" I asked, admiring a piece of art on his wall. "I guess you could say that" he shrugged, making me turn and stare at him in confusion. "What do you mean?". "Doesn't matter" he shot back, leaving me speechless. This isn't Isaac. This isn't the sweet boy that kept apologising for bumping into me. I just stared at him. "Why are we even up here" I asked him. He didn't reply. I turned around to ask him again. He was standing right behind me, biting his lip, clearly checking me out. "Has anyone ever told you how hot you look in those jeans" he smirked, making me feel really sick inside. "I..Isaac, what are you d...doing" I stuttered, taken back by his sudden boost in confidence. "It's okay Lexi, I won't hurt you". He gently placed his hands on my hips, his mouth next to my ear. "I'm just going to make you feel really good". That's enough!!! I pushed Isaac's chest hard, making him stumble backwards. "I don't know what you are trying to achieve Isaac, but it's not working. You are acting like an idiot and you are making me feel really uncomfortable." I spat at him, heading towards the door. Suddenly, I felt Isaac's 2 large hands connect to my hips and push me into the wall beside the door. I screamed out in pain as he applied so my pressure to my hips, I could feel them bruising. "ISAAC STOP!!" I screamed. "HELP ME SOMEONE PLEASE" I yelled out, praying someone would hear my calls. Isaac tried to kiss me multiple times but I put my arms up in front of my face. He let go of my hips and pinned my arms against the wall, which now allowed him full access to my lips. He started to attack my lips. I tried screaming out again and again, waiting for someone to hear my cries. Isaac grinder his body against mine whilst I was trying to escape his tight grip on my arms. Crying and screaming, yet no one heard my calls. My whole body shut down and I couldn't move. I felt really sick and sore. Tears rolling down my cheeks as I tried to scream out once more. Then I felt Isaac's body rip away from mine. I fell to the floor, sobbing. I looked up to see Isaac's helpless body laying on the bed as someone punched him over and over again. My arms were shaking and I couldn't breathe. I just laid on the floor, slowly closing my eyes as I felt really sleepy and so sore. All of a sudden, someone picked me up bridal style and rushed me out of the room, down the stairs and out of the house. This persons body was warm and cosy and I felt safe in their arms. Who even is this person that honestly just saved my life. I managed to open my eyes to see who it was. O.M.G. It was Harry.