Living With The Bad Boy

3|| A night full of surprises

Hello, loves! Shannon here, the author.

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I stepped out of the steamy shower and ringed out my hair.

"god, I needed that." I sighed as I splashed cool water on my face. Then I grabbed a towel off the rack and rapped it around my damp, bare body.

I walked out of the bathroom and went over to my unpacked suitcase. I hadn't had time to unpack because right after Austin left my room, I wanted to take a hot shower.

I proceeded to pull out a loose t-shirt and some shorts. Then I pulled out my undergarments. Everything was wrinkled, obviously, considering I crumbled them all up in little wads before throwing them into my luggage. But Before I got the chance to do anything, I was interrupted.

"Hey, I- woah" I quickly spun myself around to see Austin standing in my door frame with a half smirk creeping onto his face. I pulled the towel impossibly closer around my body and gulped not knowing what to do. Never in my life, had I been put into a situation like this. I felt my palms get sweaty for the second time today. But this time, it wasn't out of nervousness. It was out of pure embarrassment. I was literally panicking. Obviously, within the first few hours of being here, something was bound to go wrong. My life literally, sucks.

"I came In here to tell you that supper would be done in ten minuets, but what do I get? A naked girl with only a towel covering her bare skin." He bit his lip before he turned and closed the door. I heard it lock and I felt my breathing start to get heavy. He turned back to me, this time, with a full on smirk. I felt my face start to blush.

I'm about to get raped
I'm about to get raped
I'm about to get raped!

He started taking slow steps towards me, and with each one, I took a step back. I felt as if my life was being flashed before my eyes. Each time he took a step, I saw a flashback from my childhood.

Soon, my back was completely up against the wall. He was still walking towards me, and when he finally got to me, I felt my heart skip a beat.

"I'm going to enjoy you living here." He whispered into my ear and I jumped a little trying not to scream. He leaned in close to me while lowering his arm. I felt him tugging at the bottom of my towel and was taken aback.

"H-hey! S-stop!" I tried to move away from him but he had me cornered. "L-leave me a-alone." I stuttered looking down trying to hold back tears. I wasn't enjoying this at all. But him on the other hand, certainly was.

He chuckled a little before he picked up my chin so I would face him. "Goodbye Ella."

Ugh! He can't even remember my name.

He dropped my chin and slowly walked over to my bed. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I really didn't care as long as he wasn't near me. After a few seconds of him doing whatever he was doing, he slowly walked towards my door. Before he exited though, he looked back at me and winked.

I slid down the wall until I hit the ground. I rubbed my hand over my face as I replayed the memory in my head.

"I'm going to enjoy you living here."

What the crap did that mean? I shook my head, clearing my mind. I didn't want to watch that terrible vision in my head one more time. I had already lived it. Why re watch it? Things happen. And after they do, you move on. I learned this from my life at my house with my family. My parents would yell at me and I would automatically assume that something was wrong with me. The thing was, I could never fix anything. I learned to deal with my flaws and move on.