Oakhill Cottage

Fifteen

Stella

"Hey, Sam." I force a smile.

Sam steps beside me and wraps his arm around my waist. He notices Dylan before him. "I don't think we've been introduced." He offers his hand. "I'm Sam."

"Dylan." He shakes his hand. "Your the new boyfriend, huh? Stell has told me about you."

Sam glances at me questionably.

"Dylan is my ex boyfriend and now is a member with the house." I softly inform him.

He frowns at Dylan, then at Theo. "Did you know this when you accepted him?"

"Actually, no." Theo answers with his eyes on Dylan.

"Look," Dylan begins. "I Didn't know she was a Doll Mate here, I swear." He chuckles.

Look at these guys, arguing with each other like a pack of wolves. It's giving me a headache.

I roll my eyes and say, "Excuse me, I'll be back." I slip through the men and head for the stairs.

Tonight was too much for me to handle. Too many men, too many feelings, so much drama. It's a mess. I'm so glad I'll be leaving soon.

I head into the bathroom and grab an Asprin from the medicine cabinet. I look at my reflection with a sigh.

Can this night be over yet?

I open the door and begin walking down the hall when I'm suddenly tackled from my right onto the floor. I shriek as he crashes onto me. My back hurts from the fall, causing me to hiss.

I notice Max on top of me, frowning at me while he pins me down. "Where'd you get that dress?" He growls.

Breathlessly, I answer, "I-I found it in the empty room upstairs."

My heart rate increases. My hands are numb. My body is frozen with shock.

Flashes of being attacked by those two men surface my memory. I squint my eyes shut.

"And who said you could wear that?" He asks furiously. I can smell the alcohol on his breath.

"I-I-I'm sorry. I can t-take it off." I offer through breaths.

"Damn straight you will." He growls and claws at my skin. His nails slice me as he wrestles with me.

I attempt to fight back by squirming and kicking him. Nothing works. He's too strong.

"That's her dress!" He growls before throwing a punch on my lip.

I yelp from the awful pain, my body falling limp from the sudden impact.

He pulls his knife out and cuts the the chest of the dress, digging into my skin at the same time.

I shriek from the burning pain. "You're hurting me!" I cry out.

"You shouldn't be wearing her dress." He slurs.

"I'm sorry." I begin to cry. Tears run down my cheeks.

"Stop that!" He smacks me hard against the face. "Fucking whore!" He roars.

"Please let me go!" I beg from beneath him.

Suddenly, Max is hauled off of me and onto the ground.

"What the fuck?" Max shouts from the floor angrily.

"Seriously?" Theo snaps with his arms folded. "What is wrong with you?"

"She's wearing her clothes." He scowls as he climbs to his feet.