psy·cho·path [harry styles fanfiction]

Chapter 17

CHAPTER 17 ;

Flashback

Loud music blasted through the speakers in the large gymnasium. Teens littered the dance floor. Laughter and happy vibes sifted through the air.

It made me uncomfortable.

I sat slouched in corner, my butt felt numb from sitting in the hard plastic chair all night. One hand laid crossed over my stomach and the other held a cup of red punch. People would look over at me every so often and whisper to their friends about me. It didn't even phase me when they did though, I'm used to it.

My short black dress that marcus had loaned me felt itchy on my body. I don't even understand why I had to come to this fucking awful dance anyway. Marcus gave me no explanation, he only told me I had to attend my 8th grade school dance.

"Hazel? Is that you?" A deep voice called to my right. I snapped my eyes over to a tall senior, seniors were chaperoning. He had a head full of shaggy blonde hair and dark blue eyes.

"Caleb?" I asked confused. Caleb is Marcus's son, I didn't know he was a senior here. He smiled wide his bright white teeth on full display.

"It's me. You look great tonight hazel, I'm happy to see you having so much fun." He sarcastically remarked the last part and I wanted to snap at him.

"Ha-ha. This fucking place is shit anyway. Everyone hates me." I stated, leaning back.

"Well maybe if you got up and made conversation they'd like you more." Caleb said, smiling all the while. He smiles to much.

"Yeah..No." I stated, shaking my head while he laughed.

"Let me get you some punch then." He stated, leaning down to grab the cup out of my hand even though it was perfectly full.

Well okay then.

He was back moments later. He was quick to hand the cup to me. I looked down and noticed the red was tinted a copper color. "Why is it this color?" I asked Caleb with raised brows.

Me just shrugged. "Just drink it." His brow was furrowed now and his teeth clenched.

"Okay, jeez. Don't be so snappy." I laughed and he put on a bit of a sinister smile. It reminded me of marcus's when he was about to end someones life.

I brought the cup to my lips and took a sip. It tasted sour. "No hazel, drink it all." Caleb stated dropping his hand down to help raise the cup back to my lips.

I didn't question it though.

I chugged the rest and tried to hide the distaste on my face. I handed Caleb the empty cup and a look of accomplishment made its way across his face.

"Good job baby." A smirk crossed his pale lips.

"Baby? Don't call me-" I stopped in the middle of my sentence as a sharp pain shot through my head. The tips of my fingers went numb and and the bottoms of my feet went cold. My breathing got heavier as Caleb grabbed a hold of my hips and lifted me up.

Of course no one noticed as he dragged me out of the gym.

I felt my legs go completely numb and caleb lifted me up and threw me over his shoulder. My torso was next. "Fucking hell, did you fucking drug me?" I gasped as my arms fell limp and went numb.

Cool air surrounded me as he stepped out into the outside in the night. My nose went numb.

"I knew you were going to be here tonight. That's why I told my dad to make you come." He turned into an alleyway by the school. "God I've wanted you forever hazel. You're so hot."