Worthless (Darkmore series, 1)

Party gone wrong - Alex

We're at the party, and the house is insanely big. I didn't know houses this big existed, it's almost like a mansion. I lost Leo and his friends almost as soon as I walked in. I tried to make myself more into the party, going onto the dance floor, or where most of the people are and dance. Most people are rubbing up against each other, moving their heads to the side, jumping up and down and dancing to the music. Well, not like I have someone to dance with, so I lean against the wall with a red plastic cup. I tried to look around for Leo and his friends, no luck.

Jordan did get me a dress, it's short, a little longer then my fingertips. It has no sleeves, my breasts barely big enough to hold it up. It shows the sides of my skin, a red mark peeking out. I used a butt load of cover-up on my arms and legs. I guess if you use a shit load of it, it actually can cover your scars. I spent the whole fifteen minutes in the car putting it on, plus the five minute stop at the gas station for me to change. I should put more on, my cuts and cars faintly show. Like a zit that needs more makeup. 

I lean against the wall, watching everyone dance. One guy keeps looking at me, I smile the first few times, but then it gets creepy. Sooner or later, I head upstairs, and it takes a few minutes for me to get around everyone dancing. I hope that I'll find Leo or Colin. I don't hate Jordan, I just get a weird feeling around him. He's also uncomfortable to be around, and highly inappropriate. Making a lot of sex jokes, and having a dirty mind. Too immature for my liking. 

I find an empty bedroom, everything in here is white. The most colorful thing is a painting, that doesn't look to be anything in particular. Like a bunch of lines, and the space in between them is painted different colors. The blankets are messed up, the bed isn't set. The white blanket is half way on the ground, half on the bed. I think two people had 'fun' in here, as Jordan would call it.

I pull out my phone from my chest, the only thing I have to keep me occupied. I have some cover up make up in my bra, too. I don't bother to put it on. I open up my texts from Leo, the last one was a few days ago when he asked if his friends could stay over. I felt like a mom. Knowing either Leo won't hear his phone from the loud music, making the house shake, or he doesn't even have his phone, I almost decide not to text him. I don't really know what to say, but my fingers move.

Alexandra: Hey :)

I don't know why I put hey, or a smiley face. I guess to show that I was having fun, which I'm not. Well, I'm not having a horrible night, either, so I guess I should be a little more happy. I want to hang out with him, even if he doesn't want me there, I think I'd rather be with him getting neglected then be in a room alone. Well, I like the space I have all to myself, but I kinda miss Leo. I wonder if he just ditched me, left me alone on purpose. 

Jordan got exited when we all first walked in, and pushed through the crowd of people. Colin and Leo started going after him, but I couldn't keep up. Neither looked back to see if I was still following them, but I wasn't angry at the time. Now, I kinda feel lonely, which is something I haven't really felt before. Normally I'd like being alone, when I lied to Leo and told him I had to work after hours, I felt bad. But it was when I wanted to be alone. Other times, I wanted Leo to talk to when I was depressed. He was there. He was always there. Now I want him here with me, just to goof around or to be quiet, as long as he was in the room with me.

The door opens, and for whatever reason, I expected it to be two people making out and coming for the bed. It's five guys, all wearing the same black suit and pants. "Get her," One says, and two of them come towards me. I stumble backwards, and one puts a rag over my mouth. The other one puts my hands behind my back, and throws me on the bed. I feel my eyes start to close, and darkness taking over. The last thing I feel, is my dress being lifted up.

***

I don't know who is on top of me, his hips rubbing against mine. I'm numb, I can't do anything. I was drugged with that rag. I can just feel him inside of me, it's like what my dad did to me. I know they are taking turns, all of the guys, and they have their cell phones out, too. Filming me getting raped by their friends. I'm making muffled noises, my eyes closed, my face buried half way into the pillow. It's hard to tell if I'm moaning, but my mouth is barely open. I can't move anything. I try to cast a spell, do something with my mind. I can only get the ash tray on the table next to the bed to shake, no matter how hard I try. Tears prickle my eyes, the hell of what happened when I was only fourteen, I'm living through it all over again. 

I hear their laughter, their encouragement. "Go faster!" One shouts, and he does. My eyes shut tight, hoping they'll just kill me already. My vision gets more clear, not everything is blurry anymore. More fuzzy, but I can see a mark on ones wrist, he's closest to me. 

A red R, with an F behind it. 

The logo for The Red Fang.

I'm sure Red Fang wouldn't just be going to a party. I'm sure they know I'm a witch, and I'm sure their planning on killing me, and everyone else at this party. Just at this moment, I want to die. I want them to kill me, but I want to protect Leo. I need to make sure he stays alive, and I can't do that if I'm long dead. 

The door opens slowly, I can't see who it is. "Hey, hey! What the hell do you think your doing?" He shouts. Pushing off the guy on me. It sounds like Colin, but it's too muffled to tell. I close my legs together, closing my eyes now that it's finally over. Finally. After about an hour. It's over. 

A sharp pain gets my chest, and it drags all the way down to my stomach. A knife, I think it is. I scream in pain, the only sound I can make, I put my hands to my opened abdomen. They did come here to kill me. I hear running footsteps, multiple, the men who filmed me and took turns on their sex.

No one is in for a moment, then people start to fill in. I can barely get the words out of my mouth. I think half of them are calling 911. Someone gets a blanket, putting it on my stomach after removing my hand. It stings to the touch. I don't know who it is, but it's not Leo, the face I was wanting to see.

"We've got to take her to the hospital," A girl says, the room is filled with murmurs. I shake my head, I'm bleeding too damn much, I won't make it down the stairs even if someone carried me. Someone pushes through the crowd quickly, peoples faces looking pissed.

The guy who hovered over me, the guy who put the blanket on me, is pulled away by the shoulder. Leo's face comes into view, his hand warm on my cheek. "Oh my god," He puts his face right over mine, his hot breath on my lips. "Alex," He shakes his head, putting his forehead to mine. All I can manage is a smile.

"I'm glad I got to see you," I whisper, blood running  down my mouth, but I smile, it's the only thing I can manage. I'm fading. I feel it in my brain. "Red Fang," I mouth the words to him, and I'm sure he got the message from just those words. 

"Don't say that," Tears fill his eyes. My heart aches for him, and I hate seeing him cry. I don't want it to be the last thing I remember. "Don't you dare say that."

"Can I say I love you?" One of his tears fall on my cheek. 

"No," He sucks in his lips. "You can say it any other time, you can say it later, okay?" He pleads, his hand on my cheek. "Please don't go,"

People pull him away, the paramedics. I want to tell them to leave me alone, and I want to die hearing Leo's voice. I know I won't make it. I close my eyes, wishing to die just this once. Leo tries to get back to me, but he is being pushed out of the room like everyone else is. I'm gently put on a stretcher, carried out of the room. Leo's hand brushes mine before my eyes close into an everlasting darkness. 

Author's note: This is the last Alex chapter. Cri.

Hope to see you in the next one ;3

Yes, there is another chapter. And another book :D