A/N: Just want to say thank you to @LaydeeLayX3 for your support in the last chapter. I really appreciate it. thank you :) Anyways back to the story now

I woke up to see myself on the grass.

With a man.

Kneeling beside me.

Holy cows I was getting raped.

Gathering my strength, I leaned up and punched the man squarely in the jaw, and winced. I was so weak I had probably hurt myself more than him but the main aim was achieved as he immediately scrambled away from me.

"Get away from me", I yelled as loudly as possible. "I know karate and I am not afraid to use it you good for nothing rapist."

To my surprise, rather than running away, the man laughed. Loudly.

"I am not a rapist", he said. His voice was cold, had a faint trace of a British accent and was laced with a slight hint of amusement. "You ran into the road straight into my car and if I had not held the brakes just in time, you would have been a goner."

He leaned in close to me and offered me his hand, and thats when I realized that I was still on the ground. I took his hand and he roughly dragged me off the ground. Rude much. I found myself facing him and with the full moon, the light was bright enough to take in his beauty and I almost fell over in amazement.

Holy cows he was gorgeous.

He looked like he was in his twenties with long dark hair and dark eyes, either green or black- I couldn't tell. He was dressed in a suit (seriously who wears a suit in the summer heat) and was looking at me with the coldest and most distant expression I had ever seen.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer", he says, his voice tinged with faint amusement and I blush from embarrassment and anger. I take the hand he offers me and allow him to pull me upright so that I am standing beside him.

No sooner was had I brushed the grass off my jeans, the man entered into his car and, before I could say a word, he revved the engine and drove away, leaving me stranded on the sidewalk.

Well wasn't that just perfect.

At least he could have offered to drop me off. Who leaves a teenager on the sidewalk at ten fifteen in the night? Jerk.

He was probably bad news anyway and I would do myself a favour by forgetting him. I mean dude nearly ran me over with his car. I smirk as I wonder what Audrey would say about him, laughing as I imagine her comments. Then I quickly sober up remembering her harsh words to me.

'You're trying to spoil my fun because I'm not sad and lonely like you'

'...you just aren't pretty enough to attract any guys.'

'You leave if you want to'

I know that I am not that attractive and my success rate with boys is zero, but I never expected Audrey to say those words to me and, even though I know that it is the drugs and the alcohol that made her say it all, I still can't get the words out of my head.

Suddenly I just want to be in my warm bed, listening to a Juice Wrld album on repeat. Dejectedly, I start the long walk home.

A/N: sorry if this chapter is a little short. I hope to post a longer one next time.