Unexpected Love

Part 8

Y/N POV
Carter leads me up the steps and down a long hallway. I didn't really have a good feeling about this, but I decided to go along with it. He turns a right, then points to the door that's hanging open, revealing a sink. "It's right there," he flashes a smile and walks back down the hallway. I walk into the bathroom and shut the door uneasily, making sure to lock it. I look in the mirror and fix my hair, then touch up the makeup I applied before unlocking the door and stepping out of the bathroom. As I turn the corner, Carter comes out of nowhere and pushes me against the wall, holding my wrists above my head. He begins to kiss my neck, sucking and biting on the skin. I try to push him away, but he's way stronger than me, and is using all of his body weight to press against me. "Carter, stop!" He quickly removes one of his hands from my wrist to cover my mouth, and I take the opportunity to use my free hand to slap him. "I like the feisty ones," he smirks stepping closer toward me. I push him away, then dash for the stairs, not bothering to look back. Just as I place my foot on the step Carter grabs my arm, pulling me back into his chest. "Don't tell Thomas about this," he whispers into my neck, sending chills through my entire body. "Why shouldn't I?" I whisper a little more loudly than I expected to. "Because, he came here to have a good time. Do you really want to ruin that for him?" He grabs hold of my lower jaw and forces me to look up at him, so we are making direct eye contact. "Do you?" He smirks, then pushes me back against the wall, and slowly walks down the stairs. My eyes swell with tears, but I realize Carter is right. I can't tell Thomas what happened. I promise myself that if he tries something else again, I will tell Thomas, no matter what. I quickly blink back the tears, and wipe under my eyes. I make my way down the stairs, and walk towards Thomas. "Are you okay, love?" His eyes widen at the sight of me, which almost causes me to lose my cool. "I'm fine," I give a believable smile, then grab his hand. He walk hand in hand to the kitchen, where Carter stands with his arm around some brunette. He begins kissing her, and moves his left hand down toward her butt, squeezing it. "Don't mind him, he's an asshole," Thomas whispers into my ear. I give a small giggle, which sounded pretty believable. "Thomas, my man!" Carter shouts as he sees Thomas. "Hey," Thomas says, an annoyed look covering his face. "Let me show you where the real party's at." Carter motions for Thomas to follow him out the back door into his yard, revealing a DJ and a banquet of food. "Carter, I need to talk to you," Thomas grabs his arm and jerks him away, leaving me alone. I see Thomas whispering into his ear, but their backs are turned so I can't see their faces.
Thomas's POV
"So is everything planned?" I whisper to Carter. "Yeah, everything's good." He smiles then walks away toward y/n, with me following behind. "What were you two talking about?" She flashes a smile and we rejoin hands. "Oh you know, guy stuff." We both laugh as I pull her onto the dance floor. I look over at Carter, and he gives a thumbs up.