Dangerous Love (REWRITTING THE WHOLE BOOK)

Chapter 3

ENJOY! I know I did when writting this. Vote comment fan did what you gotta do!

The picture on the side is Cecelia's dress for the party!

&& Excuse my bad grammer i was in a hurry to publish it but i'll edit it soon!

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I opened my eyes for to see a flash of light pass through my window but before I could think of anything about it my world spun and twisted and dipped all around me. I shut my eyes tight before I thought of puking. My forehead didn't feel like it was being pounded with a hammer like it usually does if I had a little too much to drink but never the less my temples felt like it was going to explode. Grabbing a nearby pillow I pressed it against my ear. If my migraine is this bad after having my eyes open for a second I could just imagine how fun today was going to be. 


I drifted off to sleep and back so many times I lost count. The migraine was almost gone by the time the morning sun shun through my window hitting my dresser mirror and reflecting it on my face. I coward back into the shelter of my covers and drifted slowly into a dreamless sleep.


Creaking in the hall woke me up along with a two voices arguing outside my bedroom door. Clenching my covers I yanked it back over my head crawling to a ball. The migraine was gone now replaced by a small ache on my temples. The voices lowered and soon it was pitch quite in the hall, in my...


Room?


But how? I don't remember walking up the two flights of stairs, hell I don't even remember getting up here let alone what time I passed out. My body felt warm under the covers and luckily I didn't feel any exposed skin down there or another person's legs. Which means good news. I lay there flat on my back staring up at the ceiling. My brain racked for any clues to how I got here. Nothing.


Nada.


Zipo.


Zero my friend.


I laid in bed for what seemed like hours. Second day living here and I already don't remember what happened the night before, way to go Cecelia. Sighing I picked out everything I did the day before, hopefully things will make sense soon.. College, car ride, my own car's arrival, exploring the house and dinner.


My memory stops when I finish cleaning the dishes, shaking my head, I lift my head form the covers and looked around. No naked guys around so no drinking. Or maybe yes drinking I just don't remember.


Frustrated I uncovered my body, I was still in the same cloths I was in last night and my head wasn't banging with a hangover. 


A soft knock brings me out of my scenarios.


"Finally up I see." Mia pokes her head in, "Feeling better?" She asked walking in with a tray full with buttered toast, apple and something that looks like orange juice.


"Better than ever.." I trail off trying to remember how I got up her, "Did someone give me a ruff or something last night?"


I don't know why that made Mia laugh, I on the other hand was dead serious.

"You know, I'm starting to wonder if I got date-rapped last night!"


"Oh.." Her voice trailed off catching my expression, "You're serious." Her face takes on a serious look of her own. She quickly broke away from my eyes staring at something on my shoulder.


"Eat first." She shoved the tray onto my lap pushing some of the cover under the tray, "You don't have any classes do you?"


Do I? "Depends on the day."


"Tuesday." She gave me a weak smile but it didn't fully reach her eyes, something that only happens if she's worried about something, and in this case I'm guessing someone. 


"Perfect, I don't have class until 3." I said picking at the dry tasteless toast she brought me. I wasn't up for faking it so I just moved the tray further away from me, "Don't tell me Christian tried to cook?"


"Uhh.. you only have an hour left." Mia ignored my question but the mention of Christians name brought a more genuine small to her face. eyes looked wary like she's been up all night.


I didn't pay much attention to it after hearing what came out of her mouth.


"WHAT?" I exclaimed shoving the tray away from me. "I couldn't have been sleep for that long... are you sure I wasn't ruffed last night?"


Her smile returned but it didn't her eyes, something that doesn't happen often. She shook her head moving the tray over to my night stand.


"Why in God's name did I just wake up?" Mia's smile vanished just as soon as it came, she didn't say anything didn't even move after that. She just sat on the mini seat at the foot of my bed watching my movements.


I didn't say much after that, rushing into the bathroom I took a quick cold shower to wake me up that lasted all but five minutes.


I haven't woken up this late since... well since forever and despise everything else it feels good to wake up so late. Groaning I rush across the room into the closet grabbing whatever denim jeans and t-shirt I can get my hands on. Changing as fast as possibly I slip into my undies and bra along with my loss shirt and fitting denim jeans. Tucking the shirt in the front and looping my belt around it to make it a little presentably I rush out of the closet grabbing my bag and..


Keys. Where are those damn keys. 


"Here." Mia runs back in my room tossing my keys at me. I gave her a quick hug muttering thanks and ran down the stairs. 


Lucky for me I didn't take long in the shower so now I only have 20 minutes to get to my afternoon seminar. Slipping into my Russ slippers I half walked half ran to my car -which I tell you, it isn't as easy as it sounds. I threw my bag in the back and started the car. Another bonus is that the University is only a couple miles away, maybe three if my estimation is correct.


Windows down, music blasting I let the hot Florida air whip my hair around. I didn't think much about what could've happened last night, I knew Mia is keeping something from me that parts for sure.


I sparred with only five minutes until class start. By the time I found a seat in the back I was out of breath. Huffing I pulled out my seminar notebook and pencil, leaning back in my chair I rested my head against the cold wall behind me.


A strong smell drifted to my nose, it smelled awfully a lot like a certain playboy I know. The spicy mango scent came stronger indicting he was getting closer. Not only did I have class and a seminar with him every Monday but now Tuesdays? Plus I have to see him at home. 


Groaning I slipped deeper into my seat hoping the screen of my laptop covers me, it did but he still came over and dropped his things and sat in the seat beside mine.


"Roomie." he nodded toward me but other than that he didn't say much. He took out his supplies jotting down a few spare notes on the board before the professor erased it.


"Class, it'll only take 30 minutes. I have better places to be." The old woman said swiping some loos hair from her forehead. Her frail body limped over to the stand jotting some notes down and she kicked off to one of the boringest lectures I have ever heard.


She ranted about politics and how it has a major doing in the justice department. She even named off all the council men and women who have good and bad effluence. From the corner of my eye I watched Blake jotting down some stuff. 


Images of him of last night came to mind. He looked so relax and calm, I think he was even humming something... Blake humming a lullaby. How realistic. I shook the thought out of my mind and focused back on the old woman.


"That's it." She gambled some other things that didn't sound so nice and walked out of the class with her bag and keys. 


"Isn't she pleasant." Black said from beside me.


"hmmm." I nodded and packed my things into my bag swinging it over my shoulder. A hand gripped my shoulder stopping me from leaving. 


"Are you feeling better?" Blake asked concern evident in his voice.


"Of cour-.." I paused mid-word. Why would he be asking me that? His expression yelled out he knows what happened last night. Something I dont even know and I think I hinted a little bit of...worry. I'm starting to think I teally did get date raped. Shit.