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I open my eyes, but shut it again. I feel very sleepy and drained.

I feel very comfortable laying in my bed and I don't feel like I want to get out.

I turn on my back and open my eyes. Something feels weird. I look around the place and this is not my room. I'm supposed to be in my room.

This is strange.

How did I get in here?

And where am I?

I get up quick, but instantly regrets it as a pain shots through my head.

"Damn it!"

I quickly run to the door as if I'm trying to escape from someone trying to kill me, which someone literally is trying to do.

When I open it and look out I realise that it's Lucifer's home, but I don't know this room.

Why would I be in this room? I'm so confuse. I look at myself. I'm wearing a blue night dress, but I don't recall putting this on.

Did I have another memory lost?

I keep thinking hard, but nothing comes to mind. The headache that shots through me earlier has faded...

...Though I feel different.

Where is Lucifer?

He must have been the one who brought me here. He also must be the one who put this on me.

Shit work. I need to go to work. No something doesn't add up. I walk back to the bed and sit. I need to properly think about this.

I take a deep breathe and exhale slowly to somehow relax myself.

The last thing I remember is going to that party last night. I remember how my darkside had taken over almost killing everyone.

My heart flutter thinking of how Lucifer believed in me enough that I could become myself again.

I remember everything he told me. Gosh what's happening to me?

I find it weird that whenever my darkside takes over I remember, except for the first time and the time I seduced Lucifer. I remember with Donald and and last night. It's also from the first time that a part of my life went missing. Everything from the day Lucifer decided to help me has been adding up.

I look around.

Why do I feel so strange. I look at my legs.

"Miss George" I look at Miss Leona. Maybe she can tell me what's going on here.

I look at the bedside table. The same bag I carried last night is there.

She walks in and sit beside me.

"How are you feeling?"

Except for the headache that's now gone...just a little strange.

"I feel alright. Where's Lucifer?"

"Speaking of, it was really weird that he wiped his car out today before leaving. I've never seen him do that before. He always has someone else do it because he never has the time" She looks in the ceiling as if she cannot believe it but shakes her head.

"Can you tell me what happened? I went to the party last night as you know, but I don't remember when I left or how I ended up in this room" Lucifer must be at work.

I just really need to know. Even though she's the house help, Lucifer barely treats her as one. She just keeps the place clean and do whatever else she likes. Like now she's sitting beside me on this bed. I also never heard Luicfer complain about her once either. Though he never complains about anything.

It hasn't been long since I've know her, but I really like her. Her vibe is different.

She looks at me sympathetically.

"Some asshole drugged you. The doctor left a few hours ago, but will be back later to finish your check up and give us some result" Drugged? How did that happened?

"Sorry for my language dear. It just makes me upset" I look at her, then look down on myself.

"Drugged? I can't remember anything" I feel my breathing becoming so heavy and now I think I'm hyperventilating.

Miss Leona stand holding my hands.

"Honey calm down" I shake my head.

"I can't...I can't"

"I should have some pills to calm you down" She runs out the room.

I feel a ton of emotions rushing down on me, stress, anxiety...but most of all fear.

If I was drugged and my body feels like this. Oh my god. Whoever drugged me raped me as well. I can feel it, I can feel the difference down there. It feels extremely tender and swollen.

"No! Shit!" I hit the bed.

And where the fuck was Lucifer when this was happening to me? I can't believe this.

He has to be the one who found me and brought me here. Who did this to me? This is not how I imagined my first time. Even if it wasn't going to be perfect, I didn't expected being drugged and frigging raped would be it. What if he has an STD?

"Oh my god"

Tears streams down my face. I also feel very lightheaded.

"Miss George" I hear Miss Leona voice says rushing through the door.

My body slumps back on the bed and darkness clouds my eyes.

***

"What is it?"

My eyes keeps being blurry as I try to open them. I hear someone's voice but I don't recognize it yet. I trying to focus more on properly getting my eyes less blurry and focus more on my hearing too.

"The treatment I gave her will help her and otherwise to calm her nerves. However, the effect it has on her body is one I've never seen before. Madam Leona said she was holding a proper conversation with her. That shouldn't be possible until at least 24hrs" Are they referring to me? What are they talking about?

I can see a man in white standing close to me. A little behind him is Lucifer with his hands in his pockets, and standing right beside Lucifer is Miss Leona.

I don't see Tina or Daniel and it saddens me.

"I found it unusual that her temperature is so normal when I first came here. Normally when that happens is either she's been treated or..." The doctor looks back at Lucifer who's staring at him. He quickly turns around to look at me with a strange look on his face.

After seeing me his expression changes.

"You're awake. Hi my name is doctor Lewis, Lucifer's personal doctor. What is your name?" He asks smiling down at me holding a folder and a pen in his hands. He looks mostly in his 30s.

The incident of earlier rushes back to my memory, but for some reason I feel totally calm. It must've been the treatment the doctor mentioned.

I glimpse something white on my hand that seems like a sort of bandage after someone's been injected.

"Christina" My word appears weak.

"Nice to meet you Christina. You're going to be alright. You're in good hands"

I look at Lucifer.

He has a sorrowful look in his eyes. He keeps showing more and more emotions.

The memory hits me again. The only thing I can do right now is cry. My body feel so relaxed, but my mind feels uneasy.

"I will see myself out" Dr Lewis says with an uncomfortable expression, takes up a bag from the floor and turn away.

"If you need me my friend just give me a call. She'll be alright in a few hours" Friend?

Lucifer nods.

"I will be downstairs. If you need me you know where I am" Miss Leona touches his shoulder, gives me a warm pitiful smile before leaving with the doctor.

Lucifer walks over to me. The looks in his eyes are just different. But I don't see anger. How can he not be angry knowing that he invited me out of the house and this happened to me?

"Aren't you going to say something?" I sniff. I need to hear his side of the story because right now I'm boiling with rage. As a matter of fact, I don't need to hear his side of the story. I will not be reasonable right now because I have all fucking right to be mad.

"I should've stayed home or stayed with my brother. I came here because you wanted to protect me and look where that got me"

"Don't say that"

"Why! Why mustn't I say it!?" He walks to the door, removes his right hand from his pocket and close it.

"Because you probably would've been dead by now" He seriously believes that. That's just shit to me right now.

Nothing he says can give me my virginity back!

"I should've taken that chance. You made a promise you couldn't keep and I hate you for it" He opens his mouth to speak but holds back.

"As usual, just shut your mouth!" He always holds back the things he wants to say. If he ever plays the fucking boss card on me, I'm going to tell him to fuck off with his job and quit plus leave this place.

"You should just relax and listen" How can he be so relaxed about this? And also telling me to relax.

"Relax? Relax!?..." I put my hand on my forehead slowly shaking it from left to right with tears streaming down my face.

"...Somebody frigging raped me did you know that? I don't know where it happened, I don't know who did it...I cannot remember and it hurts me very bad because I don't even know if he has some sort of STD" I say calmer.

"I don't even know if it was one or two men. Shit!" I'm beginning cry harder now and don't care if he's standing right there. This hurts me so deep to the core.

"I need...to be alone right now"

"This is my room" I look at him in shock. That's cold.

He looks as if he's sorry he said it. Too late.

I take my time pushing myself up. I feel really comfortable on this bed, but I'm leaving.

"I need to talk to you. What are you doing?" Didn't he just say it's his room? It clearly means I should be the one to get out.

I stand up even though I feel so weak.

"Sit the fuck down!" I lift my hand to slap him across the face, but he catches it.

"You don't get to talk to me like that, especially after what I've been through!" He shuts his eyes for couple seconds before opening them again.

"You have the right to be upset, but you want me to open up to you...When I don't you get upset and when I try to you're pushing me away. You need to figure out what the hell it is that you really want"

"Are you really making this about you right now?" I pull my hand from his grasp. Another tear slides down my cheek.

"I'm not making this about me Christina! Just because you're hurting doesn't mean you should hurt me emotionally too!" I blink a few times in shock.

Hurt him?

Emotionally?

It looks like he realizes what he said. He looks left and right quickly, then he exhales. I can see that he also clenches his jaw.

"Go" He says to me very calm without looking at me. The way he says it sounds final as if he doesn't want to talk to me anymore.

After what he just said I'm lost for words.

I walk to the door...

...I look back at him before leaving with a strange feeling in my chest.