Obstacles [on hold]

Caution

"Hey you look gorgeous," Ian whispered as he released me from the hug.

"Ian," Tanner greeted as he placed his arms around my shoulder.

"Tanner," Ian greeted, nodding in acknowledgement "Welcome to my party, make yourselves at home!" He continued as he walked away.

"What the hell? Do you know Ian?" Teresa asks me as she looks at his retreating back.

"Last time I checked, we never talked before." I answer, shocked at what just happened too.

"Watch out and be careful, I don't like him." Tori warned.

"Yeah I will, thanks guys." I said as we walked together to get some drinks. All of us got sodas as we were underaged for alcohol and "good girls" while Tanner just didn't feel like drinking so he just drank water.

Soon, Nayla and Teresa went to I quote, "Find the man of my dreams" , leaving Tori and I alone since Tanner went to find his football team.

"Hey Kathy, I'm gonna go to the toilet for a bit." Tori says as shouted above the blaring music.

"Yeah sure. I'll be here." I replied as she walked off to find a bathroom.

A second later, Ian suddenly appeared in front of me, telling me to following him as he wanted to show me something important. I refused at first, but he grabbed me by the arm and guided me up into a fancy room through his maze like house and shut the door.

"What... Is it?" I asked as my head started to hurt. Shit. I bet it was the soda. It tasted weird, must have been laced with I don't know what.

"I'm not sure if you heard, but you do know I hate losing."

He waited for me to reply but I just looked at him blankly, trying to comprehend what he was saying. He sighed before continuing.

"Today, I lost to your boyfriend's team. I'm very, very, very unhappy." He walked towards me, making me walk backwards in order to keep my distance from him.

"So I want him to learn his lesson. Even though he may have won this round, he won't be able to beat me anymore of course. It was just for practice, I went easy on him." Something made me wanna laugh but I kept it in. Is he seriously getting angry over that match?

"Right now, what I want him to know is. Never to mess with me. As his captain, he should let me win" what the hell? He's a sadist, if he sucks at playing then just accept it. "So as a punishment, I'll show him what it's like, to lose his girlfriend." I wanted to correct him, but I stayed silent. "I may have lost in football, but I'll never lose in getting a girl." He whispered as he leaned forward, as I tried to move away from him, my legs hit the end of the bed and gave way, making me fall on to it.

"Wh-What d-do you w-want?" I stuttered as I suddenly got aware that I was in a room alone with him and no one would be able to hear me even if I scream because of the loud music.

In one swift motion, he grabbed both of my hands and pinned them against the bed, getting on top of me. No... NO! Someone! Help! I struggled to get him off me, but he was too strong. Plus, the spiked drink drained all my strength and I felt tired. My mouth somehow couldn't move and I couldn't scream, couldn't speak. What's happening to me? And at this time?