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Prologue.

Prologue.

Elliot Anderson

My stomach felt queasy and unsettled as I approached the massive front door of the mansion. I paused at the last step and took a few deep breaths attempting to calm my anxiety before the door swung open, almost knocking me off my feet.

I let out a yelp as I started to wobble in my fancy heels. I was going to crumble already and I hadn't even set foot over the doorstep.

"Woah, careful babe" A hand wrapped around my waist and held my petite figure.

I let out a breath of relief and a small giggle "Thank you so much" I lifted my head and only a centimetre away from my lips was a cute blonde boy. His icy blue eyes stared straight at me, almost as if he was looking right into my soul.

I coughed awkwardly and unwrapped him from me."Sorry but I best be going, I have to find my cousin"

I tried squeezing past him but just as I was about to make my escape he grabbed my shoulder and spun me around again.

"Who's you're cousin, doll face? I'll help you find him" He smiled sweetly at me.

"His name is Wesley Carpenter, you won't know him" I replied as I turned around and started to walk away. He pulled me back again.

"Darling. As a matter of fact,I do" He took my hand and guided me up the huge winding stairs until we came to a door which I assumed was a bedroom or some sort.

My stomach was doing flips now. Something didn't feel right. He turned the knob of the door and pushed it open, there was no one else inside.

"Uh, where's Wesley?" I started breathing heavier and ripped my hand out of his grasp. I wasn't fast enough though as he forcefully grabbed my arm again and dragged me into the room. He threw me onto the bed and locked the door.

Tears started streaming down my face ruining my perfectly done makeup. How could I be so stupid and naive. I came to this party to cheer myself up and I'm going to end up a rape victim.

He was getting closer and closer to me and I was full on sobbing now. He started to take my shirt off and my weak attempt to stop him failed miserably. I screamed for someone to help and for him to stop but he took no notice of it.

"Stop fucking screaming or I'll slap you, fat bitch" He pulled my hair and I screamed even louder, hoping at least someone would hear me. A few seconds later there was banging on the door and someone managed to shove their way in.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" A girls voice shouted "Get the fuck out of here now or I'll call the cops"

The boy scrambled to find his own shirt that he had taken off in the process and when he did he ran out of that room as fast as he could. The girl placed her drink on the bedside table and took a seat beside me on the bed, she attempted to put her arm around me in comfort.

I flinched away and looked down at my palms, ashamed of myself.

"Don't worry kiddo, you're okay now" She smiled reassuringly at me as I lifted my head.

I smiled weakly at her as she took a puff of her cigarette and blew the smoke out. It looks oddly satisfying.

"Want some?" She gestured towards her cigarette "It's quite calming"

She handed it to me and instructed me how to do it as it was my first ever time. As I blew the smoke out I felt oddly relaxed. She pulled out a packet of them from her pocket and handed me it.

"Keep these and use them when you're stressed or sad, that's what helps me" She took another puff of hers and blew it out again.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I whispered.

"Because you remind of a younger version of myself" She sighed.

"But I'm nothing like you" I looked at her ripped black jeans, a revealing black top and a matching pair of black heels, I preferred a more colourful option.

She chuckled "Ah, I've not always been like this. Years ago I was just like you" She took a sip of her drink this time. "Then I realised being innocent and sweet gets you nowhere, you only end up hurt"

I took a deep breath, trying to pretend she wasn't speaking the truth.

"Trust me darling, it's much easier this way" I nodded towards
her to show I was listening.

"It's much better to be the one who hurts, than the one who gets hurt"

And that's how I became the person I am today.