I tried my best to push myself backwards, away from the figure as it walked closer to me. Sharp sticks and rocks pushed into my fleshy palms as the weight of my body pressed against them. As if he were mocking me, the figure inched closer and closer at a snail's pace, yet he still catches up to me.

"Please, I won't tell anyone. Just go!" I yell, hoping that somebody would hear my screams.

Silence.

As I push myself further back, I suddenly hit something hard. It must be a tree. As I turn around, my heart drops at the voice. It's the breastacular one that Blake called Luna.

"Oh sweetie, are you trying to run away?" she smirks as she steps over my body and goes to join the figure. I quickly look at her toes. She came prepared, they're covered.

"What do you guys want?!" I weep. Suddenly, the shadowy figure stepped closer and finally decided to speak.

"You already know what I want baby" it sneered. "I tried to give it to you at the party but....we all know how that worked out" he said, smirking.

"Chase" I beg. "Please..."

"Oh, so now you want to be polite to him" Luna hisses.

"I don't understand..." I whimper.

"Oh, you don't understand?" Luna mocked. "Well, let me explain it to you" she said as she crouched down until she was face to face with me on the ground.

"Next time" she begins, "don't go around rejecting other people's boyfriends" she spits.

"Wait...Chase is your boyfriend?" I reply back, confused.

"And don't you forget it" she says before grabbing and French-kissing him.

"Hold up...you're upset because I rejected him?" I ask.

"What aren't you getting?" Luna shrieks. "It's not that you rejected him, it's HOW you did it. Do you think you're BETTER than Chase? Better than me? Because you must think you're better than me if you don't want my man."

"Luna he literally tried to push himself onto m-" I try to explain before she interrupts me.

"And WHAT did you do? You got your little boyfriend, Blake, to punch him in front of EVERYBODY. You tried to embarrass him. And now we're going to make you p-"

Before she can finish, Chase steps forward. A vengeful smile is spread across his face.

"Now, Luna" he starts off. "How about we give her a chance at retribution?"

Luna looks at him, confused, before realising what he means and mirrors his eerie smile.

"What do you mean..." I ask as my face is knitted with fear.

Chase turns and crouches down to my level. He takes his thumb and strokes my chin before standing back up.

"Beg."

'W-what?" I stutter.

"He said beg!" Luna screams at me.

"No!" I scream. "I may be a nerd, but I will not beg!" I start to stand up, my leg still weak from my fall. "Now, I'm going to walk out of here and you guys are going to leave me the hell alone!" I scream again, asserting my dominance.

Luna chuckles. "Yeah right" she mocks, before pushing me back down on the ground. I yelp and whimper as my body falls to the ground for the second time. I can slowly feel the world getting darker and my eyes closing as the weakness starts to overtake me.

"Shit, has she passed out?" I hear Chase ask as panic fills his voice. Luna quickly checks on me.

"No, but she will soon" she replies back. "Carry her, I'm gonna get the truck" she continues, before running off.

Chase grunts as he picks me up and flings me over his shoulder. He starts to make his way out of the woods as I keep fading in and out of consciousness.

Suddenly, a howl echoes through the trees and I feel Chase's body freeze.

"Shit" he whispers. He starts to sprint. "Luna!" He yells. Silence.

Before he reaches the truck, a powerful figure jumps over him, knocking us both to the ground. As my eyesight starts to blur, I see faint figures fight with one another, but they don't look human. I brush it off. My mind must be playing games with me.

As my body grows weaker, I struggle to keep my eyes open. Just before I pass out, I'm scooped off the ground by a pair of strong, muscular arms. I try to look up, but my eyelids refuse and start to shut.

As I take my last breath before I pass out completely, the scent of motor oil and old books fills my nostrils. I smile gently at the comfort of the smell before I let the weakness take over my body and the world goes black.

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I shoot up awake. Where am I? I quickly look around to figure out my surroundings. Band posters. A desk covered in books. A wardrobe. A sketchpad.

I look at what I'm sitting on. Oh, it's a bed. The duvet cover is a silky black one.

I quickly stand up and make my way to the window. Wow. Velvet curtains? This guy is rich.

I look outside and see a motorcycle parked outside. It looks oddly familiar, but I can't place where I know it from. All I know is that I've never been here before. I turn back and start to look around for my coat and phone. I need to get out of here.

I find my shoes and proceed to put them on before I start to hear footsteps coming up the stairs. Instantly, my mind flashes back to Chase and Luna. It's got to be them.

I grab the table side lamp and run behind the door. I hold my breath as the door opens and a built male figure walks in wearing a white vest. Before he's able to turn around, I spring into attack mode.

"AAAaahhh!" I scream as I shut my eyes and swing the lamp.

It connects with his head and the man lets out a yell before turning around. Shit. It's Blake Griffin.

"Oh my God, BLAKE!" I scream as I drop the lamp and run into his arms. "I'm so sorry I didn't know it was you. I thought it was Chase and Luna they tri-"

"Shhh baby" Blake whispers. "It's okay" he says as he wraps me tighter in his arms. I burst into a sob as I pull him closer as my heart finally finds ease.

As he pulls off of me, he notices my tear-stained cheeks. Instinctively, he takes off his vest and dabs my tears. As he wipes them away, I eyeball his body. My eyes scan across his rippling six-pack and the thin trail of hair that leads from his belly button to the inside of his pants. I quickly divert my gaze and gulp.

"Hey" Blake says gently, as he cranes my face upwards.

"Y-yeah" I stutter back softly as I melt at the look of his eyes.

Without saying a word, he pulls my face closer and presses his lips on mine. He kisses me gently, but it soon grows firmer and my lips separate as they invite his tongue in. His tongue massages mine as my hands wrap around his neck and grip onto the back of his dark curls. He pushes me back onto the wall as he kisses me harder and his hands grip my hips and waist. As our tongues battle for dominance, moans escape our mouths.

As our kisses become harder and more passionate, Blake picks me up bridal style and carries me towards the bed. As we lay down, I wrap my legs around his waist as his hands travel around my body. I turn us over and get on top of him as I assert my dominance. A groan escapes his lips as he grips my hips harder with one hand and runs his other hand through my hair. I decide to nibble gently on his bottom lip and he lets out another moan. As I shift, I feel his member grow and gasp.

"I-is that you?" I whisper.

Blake smirks. "Yeah it is baby" he groans. "You like it?"

I blush and I hold back a smile. "Yes baby, I do" I say as I bite my lip and rub his 6 pack. Instantly, he turns me over and begins to kiss my neck. He nibbles, sucks and licks on the skin.

"Blake" I moan softly as shivers are sent running down my spine. Tingles overtake my body as I feel our body heat increase. As my fingertips brush against his skin, his tongue and lips brush against mine. My head becomes cloudy as I'm overwhelmed with pleasure.

Our passion causes us to lose track of time as we only ever looked up to gasp for air. Eventually, the only thing that breaks us apart is the sound of Blake's doorbell ringing.

"Who's that?" I ask, annoyed, as he begins to stand up.

"I don't know" he groans. "But I'm about to make them go away" he says before jogging downstairs.

Whilst I sit on his bed, I smile at the thought of our kisses and touches. As a smile spreads across my face, it's quickly snatched away from me as a familiar voice rings through the house.

"Hey Blake!" the voice shrills. The hairs on the back of my neck stick up and I leap off the bed. "Are you free right now?" My heart leaps into my throat. It can't be. That voice. Oh God no. It can't be.

It's Chasity.