I pace around the bedroom floor as I wait for my father to answer my phone call.

"Hello?" He asks. I know he is confused why I am calling him during work. I usually only call him when he is out of work.

"Dad, I need Chris' phone number." I speak as soon as he is finished. I have to get to the bottom of this as fast as I can. I do not have time to waste.

"What?" He asks. "Why?"

"I need it!" I shout into the phone, a bit louder than I meant to.

"Okay. Sheesh. I'll text it to you right now. Calm down, Ciara. Not everything needs to be a race with you. Relax and take it easy once and a while."

"Okay, bye. Love you." I say hanging up. I dial Chris' number and wait for him to pick up. "What the hell did you do to me?" I ask right away.

"Who is this exactly? How did you get my number?" He asks. I guess I should have introduced myself first.

"It's Ciara. Now answer the question. What did you do to me?!" I just want to know what happened at that party.

"You mean before or after we kissed?" He asks.

"Both! Wait, we kissed?" I ask, angry. I wanted answers not more questions.

"Yeah we did. It was amazing too. You totally loved it." He laughs on the other end.

I shake my head. He's lying. I know he is. He's a liar.

"What did you put in my drink?" I ask him straightforwardly. I need to know.

"Me? Nothing. Why? Was there something in it?" He asks. He actually sounds shocked at the question I am asking.

"I was drugged last night, Chris." I try to explain to him. He obviously isn't understanding me.

"Yeah, I know you were drunk. You had a lot of drinks. That doesn't make it my fault though." Chris scoffs.

"Not drunk. Drugged." I make sure my words are clearer this time.

"Oh, oh my god. Really?" He asks. "By who?"

"By you." I say firmly, though from the tone of his voice, he does sound pretty shocked that this happened. He genuinely sounds like he didn't know what was going on. That makes two of us.

"What? No! I would never!" Chris defends himself.

"What did you do to me when I was knocked out?" I ask, holding back tears.

"No-nothing. You were awake the whole time I was with you." I shake my head. I don't know if I can believe him.

"Did you do anything to me at all Chris?" I beg him to tell me. "Be honest with me. Now is not the time to lie."

"We only kissed. And we danced. I didn't do anything else to you. I promise. I would never hurt you like that." Chris continues trying to defend himself. I scoff. Yeah right. He definitely would hurt me like that if he was given the chance: which he was. "No, I'm serious Ciara. I didn't do anything to you."

"Then how did I end up in a bed? You said I was awake the whole time you were with me. At some point, I must have passed out because all I remember is waking up in that bed."

Chris sighs. "You said you didn't feel well so I took you to a bedroom backstage so you could lay down. I told you to rest your eyes and get some rest. Then I left the room." Chris explains his versions of the events that went on last night.

"You swear it wasn't you who drugged me?" I ask one more time for clarification.

"I swear, Ciara. I'm so sorry this happened. But I really can't help you get answers because I don't know them myself."

I nod my head. I guess I am done here. "Okay." I whisper into the phone and hang up.

Sitting on the side of my bed, I hang my head, wanting to collapse to the floor in a pile of emotions.

Not only did I not get the answer I was looking for but now I am left with more questions than I had before.

AN: what are your thoughts on the situation? Do you believe Chris that he wasn't the one who hurt her? Or do you think he is lying to get himself out of trouble?

QUESTION: should I do a character ask? A character ask is a q&a session where you ask questions and the characters answer them! You can ask anything you want and they will answer let me know if you would be interested!