This chapter is dedicated to Abiy2ush😉
EMMA'S POV
I wake up with a groan but this time not from the death machine. Squinting my eyes to block out the blinding sunlight coming from the bay window my fingers find their way to the side of my head aiming to lessen the painful banging in it.
Wait a second, bay window? I blink a few times finally opening my eyes, it takes a few seconds for them to adjust and not project blurry visions.
I ignore the throbbing ache i feel each time I move and do a quick sweep of my surrounding. An extremely spacious grey&white themed coloured room with a king size bed, several doors to where I do not know leads to and a bay window definitely isn't my room or any of the girls' room for that matter. Where the heck am I?
"Oh no!" I gasp withholding a scream by placing a palm over my mouth as possible realisation dawns on me.
Calming my nerves by taking a deep breath I reach for the covers and slowly peep under, my heart panting while my mind busies itself conducting conspiracy theories as to where I am.
"Please still be on clothes down there, please still be on clothes down there" I mumble to myself reciting a silent prayer.
"Oh God" i say already having a panic attack. I certainly do not have clothes down there save for my panties.
I jump out of the bed like it had been lit on fire wincing from the banging in my head that seems to increase by every passing second.
    Running my fingers through my hair i access my clothes, whose T-Shirt is this? Though it smells familiar I'm positive it's not mine.
I shriek in fright as one of the doors in the room pushes open and an almost naked Mason strolls in wrapped in a loosely tied towel I fear would fall off with one wrong move. Remebering the fact of me being in nothing but a T-shirt i climb back on the bed hiding under the sheets.
He doesn't acknowledge me at first rather goes back to drying his wet hair with a smaller towel.
In any other situation I would have turned crimson seeing as he's practically almost naked and I'm not going to lie my eyes lingered on his defined abs longer than necessary but the painful awareness that we might have..... I shake the thoughts out of my head shutting my eyes at the pain that followed the shake.
"First time being hungover?" Mason questions as he leaves my line of sight disappearing into another door. I know now that the first door leads to the bathroom and judging by the clothes he brings back with him from the second door, I'm going to believe it to be his closest. Why place a door on a closet except... He couldn't have a walk-in closet, could he? It wouldn't be much of a surprise judging by the size of the room. It could be someone else's house we're in, he does looks pretty capable breaking an entry.
"Take a picture it will last longer" he says dropping the towel he had been using to dry his hair on the bed facing me. I blush realising I had indeed been staring although I hadn't been focused on him rather at my jumbling thoughts. But he doesn't know that and the last thing I want is to build up his already enormous ego.
"Where am I? And why am I here with you?"
He tilts his head towards the side and I follow his direction spotting a glass of water and some ibruprofen resting on the nightstand.
His eyes doesn't leave me as I pop two tablets in my mouth downing it with the glass of water. I don't set it down instead I hold onto it lazily taking sips.
"I'm a little hurt you don't remember what happened between us last night" he says with a husky voice making me choke on the water, the coughing causing me to tear up. Last night?
"We didn't...?" I say as I set the glass down after calming down not looking him in the eye. My cheeks flame up from not being able to complete the sentence. The sound of his laughter startles me forcing me to lock eyes with him.
"From what I remember last night you were far from shy so what happened to the wild girl of the night?" He ask throwing me an amused look.
"The only thing I remember is Ty...." The words get stuck in my throat at the recollection of last night. My lips quiver as i try to hold back the tears that threatens to fall free.
I shut my eyes trying to get rid of the smirk Becky had fired me and the way he had brought her close to him as though he couldn't get enough of her.
Shutting my eyes was clearly uncalculated seeing as it had allowed free passage for the tears to escape. The last thing i remeber before it all goes blank is me accepting a drink from some guy but how did I get here? Mason!
"How could you?" My voice breaks as I fight a sob walking towards him not caring about how I looked anymore.
"I said, how could you freaking do this to me?!" I scream wincing at my own voice.
"Calm down and let me explain i was only kid...." He starts to say but I cut him off not caring about what he had to say. There is basically nothing he can say to undo what he's done.
"You took advantage of me Mason! I know you aren't the best person but I didn't think even you could be this cruel. Why did you do it huh?"
"Why did you bloody do it!?" I yell poking his chest with my fingers at each word ignoring the hurt that flashed through his eyes.
"Answer me damn it. Why did you do it? Was it to get back at me for the things I said to you?"
"Well congratulations on your little revenge all it took was ruining my life but hey, what does it matter? After all I'm just a drunk girl you took advantage of without as much as a second thought." I continue to talk as he made no move to respond.
"Get out" he says through gritted teeth.
"Excuse me?" I say voice lowered in confusion. He walks into the supposed closet and returns holding a short.
"Get Out" he repeats tossing it to me while shooting me a warning glare, making a fist with his bursted knuckles. Who did he get into a fight with? Maybe someone who had seen him taking me and had tried to help me.
His dangerously low tone leaves no room for argument as he turns around with a hard expression, his back now facing me. Knowing fully well that this might be the only opportunity I'd get to drive a knife through his back like he had done me, I still don't do anything, instead i wipe a tear from my face and I slip into his shorts.
     I ignore the feeling of disgust that arouse from wearing shorts that belongs to him seeing as I don't have much of a choice and make to run out not caring where I'm headed. He starts walking back to the closet not caring at all what I did, I make sure to hit him hard as i brush past him. First he takes advantage of me and now he throws me out of his house like a common slut, I don't think I've ever hated someone as much as I hate Mason West.
I somehow find my way down a flight of stairs, my running comes to a stop when a middle-aged woman with chestnut brown hair and friendly hazel eyes comes to stand in front of me. Maybe she's his mother although they look nothing alike. Her already warm expression softens even more when she notices my puffy red eyes and swollen cheeks.
"Can I get you a glass of wa..." I don't let her finish, scanning the apartment with my eyes. I don't pay attention to the expensive Deco instead I focus on finding the door out from this hell hole.
"Where's the door please?" I ask trying to act as confident as my emotional state would let me. I do not want her pity especially if she's in anyway related to that bastard.
Smiling warmly at me she leads me to the door. I step out of the house but not before I sight him now dressed holding a stack of papers and talking with a brown haired man i also don't know. As though he could feel my stare his eyes lock with mine those two seconds before he pulled away was the trigger I needed to break down again, this time into an even uglier cry. I could swear his features soften a bit before returning back to being cold.
"Do you need me to call a driver miss?" She says calmly as though a crying girl was a normal occurrence for her, maybe it is, who knows how many more innocent girls he has done this to.
"What I need is the police." That said I run out hugging my self as I cry my way out of...? I don't even know what part of town this is. So I just keep walking as I cried ignoring the weird stares that's thrown my direction more times than once.

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Finally reaching my destination. I raise my hand to ring the doorbell at Frey's house but I stop from the loud argument coming from the other side of the door.
I stop myself from overthinking the fact that Frey's house is usually very quiet especially so early and instead push the doorbell.
After fifteen seconds of waiting the door pushes open and Frey's angered face comes to view.
Her face immediately changes from angry to suprise and then to worry. I don't wait for her to grasp what's going on, instead I throw myself at her, holding on as hard as I could as more sobs escapes.
She doesn't bother to figure things out either, instead she wraps her arms around me patting my head tenderly.
"Hold on, you're sure it was Tyler kissing her? I mean he had his back facing you" Freya tries to confirm for the fifth time since I told her about the kiss. I don't blame her though cos if I hadn't seen it myself I wouldn't believe me too.
I decided not to tell her about what that bastard had done just yet, it's still too painful to talk about. Watching the guy you just confessed to liking kiss another girl is one thing but being rapped by your supposed friend is another.
Luckily she doesn't questions me about anything else, the kiss already enough baggage for her to handle.
"You really think I wouldn't know if it wasn't him?" I retort as i played with a throw pillow on Frey's bed.
"Okay then, maybe she might have forced herself on him. You know very well she's capable of doing that." Freya offers again joining me in playing with a throw pillow.
"As much as I'd like to believe that, trust me when I say he wasn't doing much to stop her" I say trying to cover up the hurt from being visible in my voice but Freya seem to already know because she grabs my hands and placed them on hers creating a much needed comfort.
"On the bright side you and Esmay owe me a million dollar each" I force a smile attempting to lighten the mood not wanting her to keep worrying about me.
"Come on let's get you ready for school." Freya says taking the hint as she climbs down from the bed offering me a hand.
"School?" I ask genuinely confused.
"Did the almighty Emma Johnson forget about school? That's not something you see everyday" Freya laughs clearly surprised. Stupid school but at least it's Friday just today and I'm free to curl up in my bed crying and watching as much sappy romance films as I can.
"Can I borrow your phone I need to talk to my parents and Max too?" I ask for formalities already stretching my hands. The thought of the coming weekend made me realise i still haven't spoken to mom and dad or aunty Laura and especially Max.
"Where's yours?" She asks as she picks up her phone from the nightstand handing it to me.
"I wish I knew myself" I say shrugging as i dialed Jake's number.
"Freya" he says in greeting.
"Hi Jake, it's me Emma"
"Oh hey Emma, are you calling to check up on Max?"
"Yeah, is he there?" I ask realising how much I've missed talking to my family.
"Yes, hold one second."
"Emma?" His familiar voice enough to make me tear up. God, could i be more of an emotional Trainwreck?
"Are you alright?" He ask sounding slightly worried when I remain silent.
"I'm okay, how are you? Did you have fun at the Seville's?"
"Yeah I did. Are you sure you're alright cos you sound weird?" Though he sounded worried I could still hear a bubbling excitement along with it.
"Will you quit worrying and tell me what's got you so excited" my mood rises a little bit matching his own.
"There's this girl her name's Mae who just transferred into our school........"
He continues rambling from here about how pretty and nice she is. Yes he's housed crushes on people especially ones that are older him.
One time he had a crush on his lunch lady claiming she liked him too because she gave him extra pudding at lunch.
But I've never heard him talk about any other person like this. His tone was evident that he really likes her. I couldn't deny he sounded exactly like I had when i been talking about Tyler.
"Jake and I had bro talk last night and he gave me some tips I think might...." He continues to ramble.
"Max!" I yell forcing him to stop.
"You don't know her that much, okay? So don't get your hopes up. Yes she might be super good looking and might have the most dashing smile you've ever seen and maybe she acts super nice towards you but that doesn't mean you should let your guard down cos next thing you know you're being invited to a party and you feel like everything is going alright until you......."
"Okayyy" Freya says as she drags the phone from me and starts to talk to Max herself. "Hey Max it's Freya, Emma is going to have to call you back, Kay bye" she ends the call not waiting for his reply.
"What the hell Em? You can forget about speaking to your parents in this state except you want your dad to get arrested for first degree murder." She says matter of fact giving me her signature 'You've messed up' look and I totally deserve it.
Just because it happened to me doesn't mean it'll happen to Max and I'm certainly glad about that cos what I'm feeling right now I wouldn't want even Becky to experience it.
Let's just say heartbreak, betrayal, confusion, being hungover even and to top it all up rape, isn't exactly the best feeling.
"I'm so sorry, I messed up Frey, I just don't know what I'm doing or...." I say bursting into tears and crying into my hands.
"Oh sweetie" she says hugging me tightly. We stay like this for sometime untill I pull back.
"Let's get ready for school" I say wiping my eyes.
"You're not going to school in this state, I don't know how I thought you could" she says eyeing me closely.
"I'm going" is all I say as I head for the bathroom leaving no room for argument.

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I step down from Frey's car while she remains seated.
"Remember I'm only one call away" Freya says smiling reassuringly at me.
"I'm having a strong feeling of déjà vu and I sure hope it doesn't end like it did the other time." I say, a shiver travels through me at the thoughts of last night's horrible luck sticking to me again today.
Déjà vu or not I don't think anything can beat last night.
"Last chance to not go in there, I'll drop you back at your house on my way home." Freya offers. She's not coming to school today as well.
According to what she said it's because she has things that are in dire need of her attention. I have an inkling that it has something to do with the argument from earlier but I let it slide cos she obviously didn't want to talk about it yet. I more than anyone knows how that feels like.
"Nah, got to face them to beat them right?" I say much to my comfort than hers.
After saying goodbye to her, I walk towards school head down sulking as i try to ignore as much stares and whispers fired at my direction as I could which was pretty hard with the amount that i got thrown my way.
      Why are they all staring anyways? Maybe I've got something on my face. oh well if that's the case then I don't mind at all. At least they don't know about my confession to Tyler or worse about Mason.
As I set foot into the hallway I am greeted by more stares and pointing towards my direction. I raise my head in search of the reason for the weird glances not being able to ignore them anymore.
My eyes widen and a gasp escape my mouth when my eyes land on what's pasted on every single locker in the hallway. Pictures of me laying on a bed in nothing but my underwear trapped under a guy who's definitely not Mason. What the helI happened at that party? I don't think anyone needs to remind me never to take alcohol again.
"Will you look at that, the dirty slut finally decided to show up" Becky says with a mocking smirk plastered on her face. Bree and Courtney stand next to her folding their hands Esmay style, wearing smug expressions.
"What the what?" I mutter to myself still in a complete daze. Remember when I said it couldn't get any worse? ............................... It just got worse.

(A/N): howdy! Have a great day and please ignore any errors, you can point them out if you like. You can also point out the good things okay? Let's stay positive.....Byeeee😘😘