ch. 21

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i wake up infront of the house, parked in jonah's corvette.

ryan has shaken me awake.

"azalea? this is it right?" he asks, wanting to make sure that he had the right house.

i nod and he gets out, walking around to the passenger side.

he picks me up and walks to the door, ringing the doorbell.

my head is turned inward, towards ryan's chest.

i hear the door open and someone gasp.

"what happened? what did you do to azalea?" a deeper voice asks.

i can't recognize it. i'm too tired.

i hear the two discuss words but it comes out as blur to me.

i feel the vibrations against ryan's chest.

he sets me down on the couch and two people stand there discussing something.

my eyesight clears up and i see ryan and eben talking.

"is she okay?" eben asks.

"i'm honestly not sure. she was pretty shaken up when i got to her," ryan says.

"thank you so much for bringing her here," eben says.

"and you're her boyfriend, i'm guessing?" ryan asks.

"just a friend. her boyfriend is at a radio interview in hollywood," eben informs ryan.

"you haven't heard of the boyband why don't we?" eben asks.

i see ryan's eyes widen a bit.

"her boyfriend is in why don't we?" he says in surprise.

"corbyn besson."

"oh. ok. here's my number if you need me to explain anything. she might not talk for awhile but call me when she's okay," ryan says, starting towards the door.

i hold my arm out and he sees it.

"azalea?" he asks, walking over to me.

"t-thank you," i say in a small voice.

he nods, talking his phone out to call an uber.

eben closes the door and walks toward me, sitting at my feet.

i look at him, starting to tear up even more.

"azalea honey? do you remember who did this to you?" he asks.

i say nothing, no words able to come out of my mouth.

my eyes water even more, tears pouring out.

he walks to my head, lifting it up and putting it on his thighs.

he strokes my head, calming me down.

"tell me when you're ready," he says.

i can't move.

the events come back to me.

"ahh azalea, i'm going to make you forget about corbyn. you're going to want me after this..." darian smirks.

i sob even harder and we stay in that position for an hour.

it's surprising that i haven't ran out of tears yet.

i hear the keys click and i turn my head towards eben's chest, not wanting corbyn to see me crying.

eben hushes me, patting my head.

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