Don't Forget | ✔

Twelve

Trigger Warning: contains elements of sexual abuse

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"Are you kidding me?" Arya whispered, flabbergasted.

"I thought we were going to a bar! Why the hell would you bring me here?" She almost, yelled at her colleague, Ji Ah, who, on a Saturday night, called her asking if she would like to go for drinks.

Arya agreed but what she didn't sign up was to appear at Jaden's birthday party which she was trying to avoid.

"Why not? We get free drinks! Alcohol isn't cheap you know. Moreover, it's not like we are going uninvited. Didn't you tell me he personally asked you?"

Arya's lips pursed as she folded her hands across her chest.

"You know how much of a pervert he is." Arya whispered, the incident that happened when she stayed late at the office came to her mind.

"I know but there are a lot of people around us. We'll stay together all the time. Is that okay?"

Arya was still not okay but she nodded for the sake of her colleague. As long as they stayed together nothing would go wrong. As soon as they entered the top floor of the house, loud music was the only thing that could be heard. People danced, threw each other into the pool, and the whole scene looked like a high school party hosted by a Queen Bee.

"Come on. This way!" Arya was dragged towards the bar and she settled on a stool after ordering an orange juice.

"His house is huge." Ji Ah stated.

"Well, he comes from a rich family." Arya replied looking around. She felt like she was being stared at which made her squirm in her seat

"Ji Ah, I don't feel good. Can we go?"

"Oh come on! Drink this up! You'll be fine in no time." Ji Ah handed her a tequila shot before gulping down her own. Arya watched hesitantly for a minute before shaking her head and switching to her orange juice instead.

Not even thirty-minutes later, Ji Ah was drunk and dancing among the crowd. Arya felt dizzy and nauseous as she stumbled towards the balcony to get some fresh air, away from the humidity and noise. It was giving her a headache.

The gush of cold air hit her face. It was peaceful and Arya sighed feeling a little better instantly. She walked towards the railing and looked over the beautiful neighbouring houses. They looked like the houses she had always wanted to live in as a kid. A big home with a huge porch, a front door that could fit a family of giraffes, a pool and a yard.

Taehyung's house was not any less but it was not her's. She contributed nothing towards it. One day she would save up enough to buy a house, not necessarily big, but something to call her own. She stayed for a few minutes enjoying the serenity.

When Arya turned around to go back inaide, she jumped back, letting out a gasp. Jaden was in front of her, standing too close to her liking. His lips curved into sinful smile as he gazed down at her with lust dancing in his eyes.

"You came." He stated, her head turned hazy, again.

"Happy birthday, Jaden." She wished and tried to walk past him but, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his chest.

"Stop! What are you doing?!" Arya's panicked voice came out weak. It was as though someone drained the energy out of her.

"Don't you know it's rude to wish without a gift?" He whispered, running his finger down her jaw. Arya slapped his hand away and the next second she was pinned against the wall, locked in between his arms.

Tears filled her eyes but she didn't let them fall. She didn't want to seem weak in front of the bastard. She wanted to scream for help but all that came out of her mouth was a squeak.

Arya didn't understand what was happening to her body. In her barely conscious state, she managed to kick him in the nuts causing him to roll over in pain followed by a string of curses. She rushed to the balcony doors and tried to pull them open only to realize they were locked shut.

Arya heard his evil chuckle as all the hopes around her crashed to the ground. Suddenly, she was lifted off the ground and thrown over his shoulder. Nobody was in sight. It was the other part of his house and Arya was beginning to understand it was his plan all along.

Despite her fists hitting Jaden's back, he walked somewhere with her crying figure. He threw her on a bed before caging her in between in his arms and Arya didn't fight the tears falling down.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Arya asked with hatred seeping through every word of hers.

"It's nothing personal, baby." His eyes ran over her entire body making her shudder in disgust.

"You are just so beautiful. It's a shame you have a ring on your finger already." His lips inched down to her ear as his knees pinned down her legs.

"Tell me, does he please you enough?" Arya shut her eyes, clenching her fists.

"When was the last time you reached your climax-"

"Stop it!" Arya whispered which only made Jaden chuckle amused.

"Why? Does it make you shy? Or are you perhaps still...." He leaned till his lips touched her ear lobe, "... innocent?"

As Jaden sucked down her jaw, Arya was gradually losing consciousness. She wanted to stay awake and fight till the end but her body didn't comply.

Whatever was in that orange juice took over completely. The last thing she saw was the plane white ceiling that would haunt her forever.