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SIMON

"Jesus, I am in love," I said, grabbing the bottle of wine that Caroline had brought and kept beside me. "This is the best wine ever!" I screamed at the top of my voice. I was already feeling dizzy, which I suppose was because I have been stressed out lately.

"Yeah, I know, have the bottle," Caroline said, giving me a small laugh.

"Thanks," I said, reaching out to pour another portion in the glass I was holding. "You know, when I first met you, I hated you with so much passion, ask Alex. Anytime I saw you, I always said to him 'she is such a bitch'. But now, you are not a bitch anymore. You are... uh... something better than a bitch."

"Thanks, I guess?"

"Yeah, I don't think we can work on this project today any longer, that would be tomorrow. Lord, why do I feel so weak? I should head home." I stood up. "Where should I drop this?" I asked, referring to the empty glass and wine bottle in my hand.

"I will take that." She stood up, taking it from my hand. "Just sit down, I will be right back," she said, walking away.

I sat down back on the chair and watched her walk away. My eyes were starting to drop, it was very hard to keep them open now. "Jesus, give me strength." I mumbled a little prayer. I tried to stand up but my legs wouldn't work. Well, I haven't prayed for months now, so I didn't expect the Lord to listen to me.

"Hey," Caroline said, coming back to the living room. "If you are tired, you could lay down on the couch for a bit. I will wake you up when it gets late."

"No, I don't want to bother you." I looked up at Caroline. "Christ! have you always had two heads, and three noses? Oh no, I think I am seeing things. Help me call my sister, tell her to come pick me."

"Just lay down here. Trust me, you're not bothering me." She said reassuringly.

"Wow, you are really sweet, thanks." I laid down on the couch, closing my eyes.

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Caroline's P.O.V

I watched him lay his head down. The powdered stuff that Alicia gave me worked like magic. I put the right dosage she said I should use in a non-alcoholic wine like she said. I needed to get my revenge on him, so I had to ask Alicia for help. She told me to spike his drink with this powdered stuff and then, he'd get tired and probably sleep off. Then, I can do whatever k wanted to.

"Simon." I called his name out minutes later, he didn't answer. I gave myself a small smile. The Powder stuff had finished its work on him. He was now fully unconscious and wouldn't know whatever is happening in his surroundings anymore. Good, let's see if Damon would still love him after this.

I grabbed both of his wrists and dragged him to the elevator. My grandma stays with us and because of her injured leg, my Dad installed the elevator so she won't have to climb up the stairs. This is one of the good effects of having the elevator. Good thing, cause it made it easier for me to take him up.

Minutes later, we reached my room. I I dragged him into my room and closed the door behind me. Not like anyone could enter anyway, but I just chose to close it. I laid him on my bed, after removing all his clothings and he was just in his briefs. He already had an erection, Alicia said that was one of the effects, so this just made it easier for me. I got my camera and placed it on the stand beside the bed. I took my clothes off, only putting on my underwear, and walked over to the bed. I had used make-up to make fake bruise marks on my skin already. It would help with what I was about to do. Since he had decided to not leave what was rightfully mine for me, then I'd frame him and get what I want by myself. I smiled to myself at the thought of that and mentally thanked Alicia for a plan well-done once again. Then, I walked towards the bed and almost immediately, my door barged open.

"Hey, are you guys in here?" I heard a voice say and Damon came bursting in through my doors.

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DAMON

I read Simon's text telling me he was in Caroline's house. He said they were trying to get along, maybe he had taken my advice to get to know Caroline better. I felt happy after reading his text. I had no idea why he didn't like Caroline, but I felt he was just jealous of her because she happens to be my best friend. But then, I already told him it was him I loved, so I get no reason why he should be jealous of just a friend of mine. I mean, I wasn't and never will be jealous of he and Alex. Seeing his texts saying he was at Caroline's house, I concluded that they already planned to their issues aside and become friends, even if it's just for my sake and for peace to reign also.

I was hoping we could hang out, so I would drop by to pick you up later.

I texted back and waited for him to reply but he didn't.

Simon?
Hey, are you ignoring me?
Simon!
Tell Caroline to leave you alone, answer me.

Maybe he isn't with his phone, I thought. I had prepared something for Simon and I today. I wanted to ask him to officially be my boyfriend, but he was hanging out with Caroline. I didn't want to disturb their little get to know each other session, but he not replying me after so many texts made everything weird. I knew Simon as a fast texter and quick replier of texts, so I didn't get why he chose just to not reply me on time today.

I guessed I have been a little too clingy and I felt a pang of conscience in my chest for that. Ever since that night that we made love, I always wanted to be around him to see his cute face and hear his beautiful voice but I guess it had been too much for him to handle, considering the fact that he was new to this whole thing. I had been sneaking into his room at night without his parents' knowledge. He has become like this medicine I needed to have everyday. I guess I should give him some space. Another day, then.

I drove back to my house, still with no texts from him. I then concluded that he was probably really busy with his project or he just wanted a little space for a while, so I let him be. When I arrived, I tore off my clothes and went straight to my bathroom. I was in the shower when I heard my phone ringing. Maybe it was Simon, I thought. I rushed out of the bathroom with some parts of my body still covered with foams from the soap I was taking my bath with, to pick up my phone on my bed.

"Caroline was the one keeping you busy right? Tell her to back off," I said to the phone without checking the caller, immediately I picked up.

"Uh... Damon, it is Alex." A voice that was kind of feminine sounded through the phone.

"Alex, who is...oh, Alex. Hey buddy!"

"Sorry to disturb, I tried calling Simon but it's either his phone is on silent or he he isn't with his phone. Is he there with you? Tell him to call me later."

"No. Simon isn't here with me, he is hanging out with Caroline," I said while looking at my naked form in the mirror. There was still soap on my hair and on some other areas.

"The witch!" He shouted in disbelief.

"Witch?" I asked, confusion obvious in my tone of speech. "Who is a witch?" Was he by any chance referring to Caroline?

"Caroline, she is a witch. Why is Simon hanging out with her after the way she has been treating him?"

"What do you mean by the way 'she has been treating him'?"

"She is always talking about how you are not gay and how Simon has used charms on you to blah blah blah, turn you gay. I think she is in love with you. I have to go though, I am just really confused that Simon is talking to her. Later," he said and hung up.

Simon turned me gay? Caroline in love with me?

I went to my contacts and tried calling Simon again, but he didn't pick up. It was then I thought of all possible things that could probably be wrong and why he has refused to reply my texts since then. I hoped he was fine as I tried calling his number again but still, he wasn't picking up. Then, I walked back into the shower to wash up. Minutes later, I found myself driving towards Caroline's house in a rush.

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Third person

Michael got back in his car, bloodied and still bleeding. He was boiling with anger as he kept muttering profanities as he drove. Miles later, he stopped in front of a brown house. He parked his car and got out, walking towards the door. He pounded furiously on the door.

"Who the fuck is that?" A voice shouted from inside.

"It is me, Angela. Open up!" He shouted back. Moments later, a woman with red hair opened the door. "What the hell happened to you? What are you even doing here, I thought we agreed on next week?" She said, giving way for him to walk in. There was a young teenage girl with red hair standing by.

"My wife found out about us and kicked me out and even my only good son was on their side," he said, breathing heavily. There was a teenage girl in the room whose hair was also red like her mother's. The teenager turned to go back to her room when she saw it was her mother's regular customer.

"Which of your son, the queer one?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"That thing isn't my son," he replied, referring to Kyle as a thing. " I am talking about Stiles." He walked towards the couch and sat down.

"He goes to Adams High right? That's where my daughter schools also." She turned to her daughter who was about to enter her room. "Alicia, you should know him."

"Who are you talking about, mum?" Alicia turned around, facing her mum and Michael.

"Stiles, Stiles Evans. He is Michael's son. Hold on, Michael let me go get something to wash your face up." Angela said and hurried out of the room.

"Stiles is your son?" Alicia asked in disbelief. She had known Stiles for a long while but she had no idea how his father or any of his family members looked like.

"Yeah, are you guys friends?" Michael asked her.

"Yes, we are very good friends. You could even call us best friends." Alicia said, a small smile on her face. She was glad that she was friends with Stiles and both their parents are also friends.

"Really? I have never seen you. Well, he doesn't bring too many people home, and even if he did bring, I am never around to see. But if you are his friend, warn him to stay away from the likes of his brother, I can't have the good one turn gay also."

"Yeah," she said, turning back to go to her room with a shrug. She was about to open the door, but remembering something, she turned around. She didn't know if she was to say it, but she felt that since that was his dad, he probably would help her speak to Stiles and he could leave Alex alone and focus on her. "You know, lately, Stiles has been acting strange since he met this boy."

"What do you mean by 'strange' and who is this boy you are talking about?"

"It is this gay boy in our school, his name is Alex. Lately, he has been hanging around Stiles." She paused, contemplating on whether or not to mention the day he and Alex kissing in the class to his father. She didn't know of he was going to be scolded for it, but at the same time, she still had hope that if she mentioned it to his father, he'd speak to him and try to change him. Then, she decided to tell him, although not in details. "The other day, I walked in on them and it looked like they just broke off from a kiss."

"What?!" Michael shouted as he stood up from the chair in shock. His first son was banned from home because of his sexuality and now, the second one is following his footsteps? He wouldn't allow that to happen, not when he is still alive.

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DAMON

The sight in front of me was something I couldn't believe would happen in a thousand years. Caroline and Simon were together? Simon wasn't moving though, so I rushed over to him and ignored Caroline who had broken down in tears.

"Simon, Simon, hey, princess wake up." I tapped his cheeks softly, his breathing was very slow. I turned back to Caroline, who was standing beside a pole with a camera placed on top. A guilty look appeared on her face and from what Alex said earlier, I knew Simon was right all along, she was a witch.

"What did you give him, Caroline?" I asked calmly. My mum always said in situations like this, one should always try to remain calm, and to not lose control.

"D...Damon, I didn't mean—"

"What did you give him, Caroline!"

"Damon, I d...didn't mean to..." She kept on stammering and it was hard to hear what she was saying with the way she kept crying. It was then it clicked. The bruises on her body that is clearly just make-up, the camera, Simon unconscious. She was going to frame him and say that he raped her.

"You!" I rushed towards her. "Tell me what you did to him or I swear I am going to do something I would never do to a girl."

"P...please I wanted to—"

"Just tell me Caroline, please."

"Alicia, she gave me the drug, I d...don't know what it was, I just followed the instructions."

"Drug? God, who are you? Just...call 911." I rushed over to Simon. "Please, princess wake up." I rolled him over to his side and kept watching him while Caroline dialed 911.