As we go inside Christian and Elliot come towards us . Christian slips his arm around my waist . I snuggle up to him . The music is too loud and I know I am going to have a headache at the end of the night . I look for Mia . I guess they were right Mia is a slut . She is grinding with a guy . ugh I bet you she isn't a virgin either . I'm a outcast ,too innocent . Kate and Elliot leave to go dance . I love what they did with the club because its teen night . there is a poster above the bar that says 'dont think about it ' I giggle. That song ends and the next starts. Christian looks down at me . "Ms.Steele so you want to dance or do you want to sit ?" I giggle "lets dance !" I drag him to the dance floor . I start swaying my hips to the beat I know I can't dance worth Crap but I came here to have fun. Christian chuckles .he pulls me close to him . we just dance and have fun . after that song Christian tells me he is going to get some water and he will be right back . I continue dancing
.I feel a pair of hands on my hips I grab them . they are hairy what the heck?!?! I turn around fast .its not Christian ."hey baby come on dance with me ."he says.he rubs his hand down my butt . I smack him in his face . he just smiles .then Christian comes and starts punching him over and over again .Blood is pouring from this guy . I grab Christian and pull him off .I start to cry . he grabs my hand and we walk outside . he pulls me into a hug and kisses my forehead. "I'm so sorry baby I don't like seeing people hurting what's mine." He says . "No I'm sorry I shouldn't of stayed out there without u and shouldn't have made a big deal about it and I shouldn't have worn this dress.I was afraid of this" I say tears run down my face . "this isn't your fault Ana . you deserve to have fun . And why did you wear the dress if you didn't want to ?" I smile up at him then look down and blush . "Kate and I thought you would like it . And make me irresistible ." he chuckled . "Ana .Ana .Ana . you are always irresistible . I know you say your ready and all Anastasia . But the truth is I'm not . I haven't done anything that wasn't kinky or shit . I'm scared ill do something wrong . Or that ill hurt u . " oh my he is scared . "Christian there is not reason to be scared . I trust you why can't you trust yourself or me ? I would tell you to stop if I didn't want to . There is nothing to be afraid of . " "I'm sorry Ana ."he says and places his lips on mine .
Mia comes running out . "Oh my gosh Ana , Christian are you alright ? Leah my friend told me what happened " "I'm fine but I never got to check and see if Christian is fine ." I say to Mia . I grab Christian hand they were all red and his knuckles are going to bruise. I kiss his knuckle . "I'm so sorry. " I say to him ."They don't hurt ." he says reassuring . "Lets go home. ." I suggest. "Do you know where Kate and Elliot is ?" He looks at me and laughs. "I call Kate and we can get a cab ." I call Kate and it goes straight to voicemail . I leave her a voicemail . then I send her a text just in case she doesnt listen to her voicemail. 'Hey Mia ,Christian , and I are taking a cab home now . Hope your having fun 😉 . ttyl ' i felt in the cab with Mia and Christian. "I'm sorry you guys for ruining the night " I say to them . "you didn't ruin anything baby ." Christian says . "Yeah it was getting boring anyway. " Mia says. "Did you all know that guy in there ?" I ask . "Yea that is Michael . I don't know much about him though ." Christian says . Mia laughs. " I know more than you wanna know just know he is a dick and shoves himself on every girl . " Christian and I look at her and she just nods yes . My goodness Mia is a whore . Most of the girls at school are though I'm just too innocent. They rest of the ride home was quiet .
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Fifty Shades Of Demons
FanfictionChristan is a sweet , handsome , troubled boy. Anastasia , a sweet , beautiful, and scared girl, that just moved here .They are juniors in highschool . Elliot , Christain's brother, is a senior . Mia is the Grey's youngest and she is in 8th grade . ...