Fated

29. Inappropriate!

                                                                          JANE POV

Being dragged away from Christian made me uncomfortable. I'm so used to his presence around me. Though he's bossy. I feel secured in his presence. Great pulled me to the crowd. "Have fun." He says and sway his hips on the beat of music. I forced a smile and sway light. As the people in the crowd danced. I was being pushed. "Come on Jane. You are not enjoying yourself." Great says in my ear. "Dance. Have fun." He says and take my hand to make me dance. I turn to look towards Christian. He is looking at me. Our eyes met. A sense of security feels my heart knowing that he's looking at me. 

I dance a bit. Great is a great dancer. His dances moves are so great. I tried to copy him. In the middle of dance, I feel a hand on my back. I turned to look. A guy was dancing behind me. "Sorry." He says and pull his hand away. I distance myself away from him.

The music changes. The crowd cheers loudly. I stand on the spot. A Thai song blasts from the speakers. People around me starts to cheer loudly and jump around. Due to the push and pull, I'm sunk deep inside the crowd. It becomes hot. I tried to move only to be pulled inside the crowd. 

Out of nowhere, a hand wraps around my waist. I push away the hand and turn to look at his owner. A man with colorful hair look at me. A wicked smirk on his face. I step away from him. He grabs my hand and pulls me towards him. A strong smell of alcohol hits my nose. He's drunk. I pulled away from his grip. His grip on my hand is tight.

I turn to look for Christian. Due to crowd, I'm unable to find him. I feel panic. My heart stands to pound hard. The guy puts his hand on my shoulder. He slowly moves his hand down my hand then to waist. I feel so uncomfortable in his touch. He says something in foreign language, which I don't understand. As panic feels my heart. The guy pulls me towards him. As his hand moves to my back and goes lower and lower. I feel excruciate. 

The next thing which I did was the best I could think of. I kicked him as hard as I can. He yells loudly and loosens his grip on my hand. I ran away. Pushing through the crowd to find Christian. I come out of the crowd to the spot where I last saw him. He's not here. Neither do Mark nor Great. I move here and there I couldn't find him. Where are you Christian? Panic rises inside me. I walk around the club trying to find him. I tremble in fear. A shiver runs down my spine. My hands sweats. My body turn cold. My breathing unstable. My legs start to wobble. Tears start to form in my eyes. I've to find him. Where is he?

As I look for Christian, I bump into that guy who misbehave with me, earlier. He says something in language which is not Thai and grab my hand. I tried to free away from him. His grip tighten. Tears start to fall down from my eyes. Christian, where are you? I tried to push him away. Which agitate him. He starts to behave inappropriately. Touching my shoulder and hand. The guy pulls me to room.

I hold on to the door frame, not wanting to go inside with him. I shout for help, no one can hear it because of loud music. The guy keeps on pulling me while I grip the door frame tightly. He starts to pull me strongly, the grip on the frame start to loose. No. Please. Someone save me. I continue to yell.

As I'm struggling not to loose the grip. I must defend myself. Remember the video for the defense. Gathering all my strength and energy, I kick that person on his thighs. He stumbles and fell on ground. Taking the cue, I ran outside. I can't stay here. I need to get out from here. I run towards the exit. Pushing everyone who came in the way. I'm at the door ready to exist, when a hand grabs me. That guy again? Fear runs through my body. I tried hard to break free from the grip. I turn around. I couldn't see the face as my eyes are blurry due to tears.

"Jane. What's wrong with you?" Christian voices falls to my ears. I wipe my tears and look at him. It's Christian. It's really him. Without wasting any second. I crash him. My hand tightly wrapped around his torso. I cry in his hug. "Jane. What's wrong?" He asks in concern.

"Christian, please take me away." I say whilst crying.

"Okay." He says, "Wipe your tears. We'll head back." He says. Breaks the hug. Wipe my tears. His arm over my shoulder while we walk out of the club. 

After we reach hotel's room, I went inside the bathroom, I can't face him. I feel so down. I stood inside the shower, turn on the shower. The water falls on me. Removing the traces of the club. Purifying my body. Thinking about it sends shiver throughout my body. It a relief that I kicked him, twice. The memory flashes in my mind, when I couldn't find Christian. The feeling of panic rises again in my heart. My heart palpitation.

Thud. Thud. Thud. 

I find it difficult to breathe. My body trembles. My legs lost their balance as I stumble on the ground. Tears start to fall. 

The feeling of abandonment hits me again. I'm all alone, again. 

My lungs can't fill the oxygen, it requires. I can't breathe properly. 

The night of accident hits my mind. I'm lying on the road covered with blood. Seeing my parents entering the ambulance leaving me alone on the road. My vision getting blurry as I passed out.

"Jane. Are you okay?" Christian knocks the door. I hug my knees over my chest as the water run over me. "Jane." He calls my name again. I can't even utter a word. My mind sucking me inside my deepest fear. 

"Jane. Jane." I can hear my name in the background. I sit under the water as the fear and trauma spreads inside my heart. Shutting me down.

"Jane, if you don't open the door. I'm gonna barge in." I hear him. But can't do anything. My brain not allowing my body to react. As if my body is divided into two.