Chapter 2 A party gone wrong

Cordelia looked up to see the person she had stumbled into. She rubbed her forehead in pain, ready to lash out at the stranger who couldn't watch where he was going.

His mean stare stopped the words in her mouth, and she found herself mumbling an apology.

"So sorry" She muttered as she watched him leave without saying a word. What a pig!

"What just happened?" Leah asked, coming towards where she stood, her hand still rubbing her head.

"I just stumbled into that guy and he couldn't even apologize" Cordelia glared at his back view as he entered another adjacent store in the mall.

"Ignore please, Cordelia. We have a more important matter at hand" Leah exclaimed, pulling her hands to check out another rail of clothes.

Cordelia sighed at her energetic friend, her anger at the guy slowly dwindling. It was going to be a long day.

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She was doing this. Those thoughts flashed through Cordelia's mind as soon as she stepped out of the Uber with Leah that evening.

She had eventually picked a dress at the store, one that was less revealing and very modest. She didn't find it comfortable when she exposed her body, which was why she had to decline most of the clothes Leah had chosen.

They both strolled to the door, the invitation on their phone. Leah had worked her magic to get her one, and she had also promised to introduce her to some influential people.

She heard the loud music immediately she entered, it was booming so loudly that she heard her earring. She wasn't a party person she hated it. But this particular party was for her brother, she had to do everything within her power to save him. Her parents would have wanted her to.

"Common! Let me introduce you to someone I know" Leah yelled over the music with the hope that Cordelia could hear her.

She held her hands and walked off to the VIP section where most of the elites would be.

Cordelia felt her hair rise on her neck, her hands getting clammy. This was it, she needed to get a big contract tonight or she wouldn't be able to save Jason, her brother.

Leah entered the room first, with Cordelia following closely behind. "You can get a drink at the bar while I speak to someone for you," Leah muttered.

The VIP section was more quiet and reserved, despite how loud the regular section was booming with music, one could only hear a sneak of it there.

Cordelia nodded her head, She stalked towards the bar to get herself a drink. "Vodka please" she informed the bartender.

She promised herself to just take a sip, she only needed the alcohol to calm her nerves and make her more confident when she met the clients.

"Why not a sex on the beach?" A deep voice rasped beside her and she lifted her gaze from the bar counter to the source of the sound.

The man looked dangerous. That was the first thing that would come to anybody's mind when they saw a man like that. He was dressed in a tuxedo just like every other man at the party, but his face had a scar, and his eyes had a tingle of challenge underneath his smirk.

Cordelia pulled up her upper eyelid, wrinkles forming between her eyebrows. The hair at the back of her neck grew erect in fear, but she hid it, mustering up the courage to tell him off.

"No, I'm not interested" She hissed.

The guy raised his hands to rub his lips like he was deep in thought, twitching his teeth as he stalked to her side of the counter where the bartender had placed her drink.

"You wouldn't say that next time" He leaned to her ear to whisper the words and Cordelia shivered in fear at his threat.

"Fuck off" She spat while scowling angrily at him. Though she was afraid, she knew better than anyone not to show it.

The stranger's lips curled into a challenging smirk before moving away from her. Cordelia breathed out in relief as she stared at his receding form.She sipped her drink in peace, waiting anxiously for Leah to call on her.

All of a sudden, she started feeling dizzy. Unsure of what was going on, she stood up from her seat. Her inability to stand up properly had her heart beating rapidly. She had only taken a glass of Vodka, that was surely not enough to get her drunk right?

The room appeared to be spinning before her eyes, as she wobbled on her feet to find the restroom. With each step she took, the ground quivered. She wasn't sure what was going on.

"Tsk Tsk Tsk" The twitching of teeth drew her attention to the person before her, even at that, she couldn't focus on his face.

"I warned you, didn't I? That you wouldn't have an opportunity to say no" It took a while for her to understand what was going on, the scary stranger from earlier had spiked her drink.

She leaned on the nearest wall, trying to find out where she was. She had staggered away from the bar absentmindedly and had walked right into a trap.

She saw his signature smirk from her blurred vision, his hands in his pocket like he was waiting for her to come to him herself. Oh! He had thought wrong.

Cordelia forced herself to turn away, panting as a result of the energy she used, she tried to run back to the room she had stepped out from, and then she saw them. Two more men, the man had come prepared.

Her limbs started becoming weak and feeble. The drug had seeped into her system, it was only a matter of time before she wouldn't be able to move them. She shouldn't have underestimated him.

Suddenly, the ground moved beneath her feet, and with her gaze now facing the floor, she was on someone's shoulder, this was it. She was going to be sexually assaulted.

She wanted to scream and cry out for help. Except her lips weren't listening to her orders anymore, the drug was making her lose her ability to take voluntary actions.

How stupid she was, she really shouldn't have come to the party. But then, her brother. Oh her poor brother! Why was her life so full of bad luck?

She heard the opening of a door, before feeling the soft material of a bed on her back. Her eyes pooled with tears, trailing steadily down her cheek. She watched them unzip her dress, and slowly take off her shoes.

Their smirk and eyes were filled with evil, it would haunt her dream for months.

She heard their mocking laughter and watched as one of them fumbled with her breast. She felt disgusted and wanted to throw up.

This was going to be her first time, She was a virgin, and this was definitely not how she pictured her first time to be like.

She coerced herself to gather all her anger and pain, channelling it into her strength until it built up to cause damage to her assaulters. She reached for the bedside lamp, her grip still a little weak, before hitting it on one of the men's heads.

She couldn't point out who she hit, her view was still blurred, but his scream of pain had her very satisfied, she was happy she caused him pain.

A hard slap on her face had her reeling backwards. Reality began to sink in, she had only hit one of them. They were fucking three!!

She felt another slap on her other cheek, then another, followed by a kick in the guts. She sputtered and coughed, pain drowning out her thoughts.

They seemed to be angry at her previous action because their rough touch became aggressive. The ripping of her expensive gown made her know that no one was coming to save her, it was the end.

"Get the fuck away from her" A mean voice thundered from the door, bringing alive a renewed Hope for her.