Ca-trust-rophic ✔

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"Hey, Macy, something has happened to your best friend Claudia," Liam said urgently, and my heart skipped a beat in fear.

"Claudia? What happened to her?" I immediately let go of Angelina and stumbled on the uneven heap of sand, almost running towards Liam.

"She fell and hurt herself pretty bad," he panted, probably because of running all the way from the parking lot to where I had been.

"Take me where she is," I demanded, and just glanced back at Angelina who immediately looked alert, starting to walk beside me.

But Liam stopped her. "You can't come with us... I mean, your sister is searching for you."

"I'll find her later," Angelina snapped, "right now we need to go see Macy's best friend."

"What your sister has to say is important, too," Liam snapped back, and I clicked my tongue impatiently, stepping between the two when I sensed a fight starting.

"Not now," I said with a hint of finality in my tone. "Angelina, it's okay if you don't accompany me. I'll be fine. And Liam, I don't care what your problem with Angelina is, but right now, my only priority is my best friend's health. So stop quarrelling and wasting time, and tell me where the hell Claudia is."

Liam's jaw twitched for a second, before he led the way silently, not sparing me a single glance.

A few minutes later, we were in the corner of the parking lot, which was practically a dark place as the sun had finally set and the place had no lighting.

"Claudia?" I called out, straining my ears in the hope of hearing her respond. "Liam, where is she?"

I revolved on the same spot, realizing that Liam had vanished.

Did I lose him?

Suddenly, I felt a hand covering my mouth, and I instantly started struggling until I felt myself being slammed against a car.

I whipped around in shock, seeing Liam's body hovering over me, a crazy look in his eyes as he held my wrists tightly. I tried to fight his grip, but I was feeling strangely weak, any swift movement making me dizzy.

"What are you doing?!" I shouted, but my words sounded gibberish.

The next few things happened very quickly.

I was pulled up and held against a car, feeling Liam's hands travelling all over my body, groping my boobs and slipping his hands under my dress. I felt like screaming and flapping him off of me, wanting to kick him away from me, but all I could do was twitch weakly as he did whatever he wanted to do with me.

I could do nothing.

Maybe it was entirely my fault, I thought, as I sensed someone taking a picture - all I saw was a flash go off a few times, and I felt like crying inside.

I had accepted that drink from Liam; I let him drug me. I trusted him too quickly.

I let my love for my best friend cloud rational thinking.

I let myself be taken advantage of, and assaulted... it was all my fault.

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I felt like crying when I wrote this :'(

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