Chapter 4: That Just Happened

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Can't he get the hint. I am NOT interested. And what the hell does he mean by " you will soon enough." Just because he may have the perfect hair and eyes and NOPE. Nope nope nope. Not happening. Not interested, thank you very much. He thinks he can do whatever he wants, seduce any girl and what, I say no and that makes me more appealing? I have bigger problems.

After my little rant about how stubborn and full of himself he is, I go over to Gwen, and notice her swaying on her feet. She has had WAY to much to drink. Grabbing her by the hand I lead her out, while turning a deaf ear to her struggle.

" BUT I don't WANNA!" She exclaims, sounding like she was a toddler taking away her toy. She will be so embarrassed if I don't take her out before she says or does something stupid. "We were just getting to the good part too!" She pouts.

I honestly don't want to know.

The moment I walk out the door, I see a tall muscular figure. Travis. He does not stop me but he mouths four words. "You will be mine."

I don't feel like glaring or anything so I just walk out. Its not like he bothers me. And I would never actually be "his." He would just throw me away after the one night stand like everyone else. Besides, I am not going to lose my virginity to this asshole.

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We leave the party and head back to our dorm room. I think Gwen is about to pass out on me and I swear to god if that happens I am not carrying her. I lead her back to the dorm and make sure to lock the door. I don't know if I am just being paranoid or what but Travis' promise that I will be his freaks me out. I am not some plaything goddammit.

I grab a tub of vanilla ice cream from the freezer and sit on my bed watching a marathon of "Twilight" Hell yes, this is my kinda night. Well not the part with everyone getting drunk around me and a extremely hot player flirting with me. Empathize on hot.

Distracting myself on my petty "girl crush" I manage to fall asleep in the middle of the second movie.

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A buzzing sound jolts me awake, and I check my phone to see the most disturbing, creepy ass thing I've ever seen. And all in my head I wonder where the fuck he got my number.

"Goodnight Kenya. You will want me soon enough. I will be ready. You will be mine. Goodnight Beautiful. You will love me soon."

What a creep! Can he be anymore full of himself! He does not even like me! I am just a plaything.

He doesn't even like me.

Does he?

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I hope you all enjoyed chapter 4. It took longer to write and proof read but it was worth it. Who do you think I should cast as Kenya? What about Travis?

Love you all! -Riley

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