A Little Cup Of Chaos~Complete~

Chapter 22

It was early in the morning and we were driving home from our date. I guess at some point we just fell asleep, I didn't mind at all.

I clear my throat, knowing this question was going to have to be asked sooner or later.

" What are we James?"

I see his grip tighten on the wheel so I rest my hand on the side of his leg. " What do you think Finley?" He asks a bit more calm.

"You can't answer a question with a question."

He laughs, " it's you're call I know what I want. Do you?"

" That was another question James."

"Really?" He looks at me innocently. I hit him in the arm, "idiot."

And that was the end of the long awaited conversation.
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" When did he ask you?"

"Was he a good kisser?"

"What kind of food did he pack?"

"Was it super romantic?"

My friend were firing me questions about my date, a bit too eager I think. "He was a great kisser, he was super romantic and the food was great."

They all sigh lightly, we were currently at Katie's 'house'. That was the biggest understatement of the year.

Let me rephrase, we were currently at Katie's mansion on a makeshift bed out of a lot and I mean ALOT of pillows and blankets. Katie just shrugged and said she'll get the maids to help us clean it up.

Belle curls up into the mound of blankets.

"You can't sleep yet!"

"What do you think you're doing?"

We start yelling at her, also throwing pillows in her direction to keep her awake.

"Just let me- mm" She doesn't even finish her sentence.

We had to wake her up so we do the next best thing. "Katie is that glass of water cold?" An evil grin appears on each of our faces. "Who's gonna do the honours?" By this point we were whispering which didn't make sense considering we were trying to wake her up.

Abby shoots her hand straight up.

We all get quiet as she tilts the glass more and more, the water getting closer to the edge. As soon as the cold water makes contact with her face belle shoots straight up. And sees Abby.

"You little- aaaaaaagh"

She gets up from the makeshift bed to chase Abby.

"Run!" We yell, so she does just that.

One little problem, Abby is clumsy.

She falls onto a big fancy chair, that knocks over a really expensive looking lamp.

The whole room goes silent expect for belle trying to contain her laugh. Abby looks to Katie with worry plastered all over her face. She shrugs, "il get a new one."

Abby relaxes a bit, before literally getting jumped on by belle.

"Get off of me you oaf!"

Belle stops for a second.

"What's an oaf?"

I roll my eyes, "she's just saying that you're fat and big." She turns to Abby with a bigger grin. "You're dead Abaigeal!"

"Crap."

The two run out of the room, me and the other three laugh as the pounding of the footsteps get farther and farther away.

This place was so huge, I was worried they would get lost.
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"Goodnight."

Belle tells me, before her breathing gets heavy and she starts lightly snoring.

I was the last one awake.

I close my eyes to also drift off into the long awaited darkness.

Not long after I fall asleep.

I hear footsteps, not mine. But someone else's. I was in the alley all those nights ago.

My heart rate picked up, I start walking faster too scared to look back.

Suddenly, I feel 2 hands wrap around me.

One on my mouth and the other around my stomach.

I kick and scream, it was no use the guy was to big. I feel him push me up against the wall, my head hitting it a bit harder then I would've liked.

My eyes widen at the man in front of me.

"You." I spit hatefully.

He only grins and moves his hand from my mouth and puts it under my chin.

He leans in, I could smell the alcohol on his breath. His other hand now pushing me against the wall and tries to find its way under my shirt.

He leans into my ear, " you should've just danced with me sweetheart." He starts planting light kisses on my cheek bone, his hands lightly let go of me.

I couldn't react, what-what was happening?

But I snap out of it, this wasn't a situation I wanted to be in.

His grips loosens a bit, I take this opportunity to knee him right where the sun doesn't shine.

He growls in disgust, but before I could run he grabs me again.

"Bitch." His hand settles on my cheek and hard.

I feel my face beginning to sting.

"I'm not the bitch here."

Shut up!

My inner voice was yelling at me, my remark clearly making him angrier. He doesn't say anything, and takes a step back.

For a second I thought he was going to leave, but instead brings his fist up before hitting me right on the nose.

I yelp in pain before crumpling onto the ground.

I begin crying, my face burning.

He grins turns on his heel  and runs away.

I wake up gasping for air, my hands were shaking and silent tears were running down my face.

I grab my sweater and put it on, then I find my phone.

I call the only person I could think off.

"Hello?" James voice was deeper then usual.

I breath in deeply, I feel it waver from the crying. "It's Finley."

"What happened?" His voice was laced with concern.

"I- I had a bad dream." I felt stupid saying it but it scared me. I didn't stop the tears from coming.

"Just hang on okay?"

"What are you doing?"

The line clicks dead.

What the hell?
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Bonjour!!!! I liked that. The book might soon be coming to an end....... I have ideas for more books in the future though!!! Love all of you, votes and comments are greatly appreciated:p