Feeling Safe With Danger

“Blake”, I said in disgust.
He was gleaming down at me, a wide smile.
“Hey, sexy. I was hoping to see you here. We never finished what we started.” He slurred, obviously drunk again. I shook my head, thinking back to the last party, where Blake tried to force himself on me.
“And we never will.” I snapped back.
“Oh come on Vana, don’t be like that.” He leaned in for a kiss, but I managed to push him away, which was easy because he was already off balance.
“I’m going to find the bathroom.” I whispered to Lola. She nodded and turned her focus to Damon.
I didn’t actually have to use the bathroom, but I needed a break. I walked around the house, opening random doors trying to find the darn bathroom. I was ready to give up when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. The way it sent tingles to my spine informed me that the hand belonged to Harry. I slowly spun around, moving my eyes up to meet his focus.
“Vana.” He breathed.
“What do you want?” I said, slightly irritated.
He frowned at me. “Why haven’t you answered my messages? I’ve been wanting to talk to you.”
“Well, I don’t want to talk to you. Besides, it seems you have plenty of girls to talk to.” I nodded towards the group of girls he was associated with earlier. The words I had just spoken held a hint of unintended jealousy.
“They’re just old friends. I’m not interested in them.”
“I never expected you to be interested in them, only interested in getting in their pants.”
He laughed at my comment.
I lightly groaned, as I pushed past him. He grabbed my arm before I could walk away too far.
His soft face turned hard, jaw clenched. His green eyes narrowed down on me. “Vana, you need to listen to me, its about Andrew. He’s healing and-
My eyes began to widen with fear, I stopped him before he could finish his sentence. I didn’t want him confirming my fears. “Stop! Don’t say anymore. Leave me alone. I don’t care about you or Andrew, so please go away and stop talking to me!” My raised voice turned into a yell towards the end of my sentence.
He pulled me in tighter.
“Vana, please don’t do this...”
I pushed him away after his other hand attempted to cup my chin. His lips were pulled down into a tighter frown, his eyes narrowing into mine. I had enough of him. I stormed away, out of Damon’s front door and onto the front lawn.
There were a few people scattered around outside, some getting into and out of cars, others making out around me.
I rolled my eyes at the scene before me.
I started to walk down the street, I didn’t know where I was going, but I just needed to get away.
My phone went off.

From: Lola

‘Where’d you go? I thought you were just going to the bathroom?’

I forgot about Lola. I instantly thought of lie, something I was getting good at.

From: Vana

‘I found an old friend of mine from school. She was getting bored of the party so we decided to head back to her house to watch a movie. I’ll probably be spending the night. Now you don’t have to worry about me, so have fun with Damon!’

From: Lola

‘Oh? Well stay safe! Tell me if you need anything’

I felt guilty for lying to one of my best friends, but I knew it would worry her if I told her the truth; that, in my rage towards Harry, I decided to go off on my own.
I began to think about my recent interaction with Harry. He was angry that I hadn’t replied to his texts this past week. And, he was worried about me with Andrew on the prowl and all that. Without realizing it, I began to smile to myself.
He was cute when he was worried.
“No, Vana. Snap out of it. Harry is anything but cute. He’s bad. Stop thinking about him.” I told myself, but my command didn’t work. I continued to think about him.
My thoughts were stopped when I heard a car honking. A familiar voice called out to me,
“Oh Vana! There you are, I was wondering where you went off too!”
I turned around irritated to find myself staring at a drunk Blake sitting in the passenger seat of the car, which now stopped beside me.
Blake got out and made his way towards me. His hands grabbed my head tightly, his eyes were dripping with lust. He grinned, showing almost all his teeth, before he started to lean in. I tried to release the grasp on my head, but it was no use. Despite his drunkenness, Blake managed to control his strength.

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