Chapter 4 Broken

As i approach the bar, the sound of the music grows louder and louder. The bass is so powerful i can feel it in my chest. Horny teenagers kissing and humping basically everywhere. Some are already drunk and high of their asses.

The party is going strong when i get Inside, the music thumps as strobe lights and lasers dance across the walls to the beat of the music. The room is dimly lit and filled and the dance floor

is packed with people grinding on each other. The energy and atmosphere is electric. I pull through the crowd of sweaty bodies in hope of finding Tiffany. When i realized that i had no luck, i squeezed through to the bar and got water for myself. As i knew Tiffany would be wasted at the end of the night and i would have to drive her home.

Sitting at the bar and watching people dance, my eyes land on someone in the crowded bar. He wrote blue shirt that clung to his skin, his muscles seem to flex with every movement. His hair looked messy and sexy as asual. His skin seemed to shine brighter in the dim light. He was a walking god.

Our eyes lock and i suck in a sharp breathe and stay still. His eyes seem to hypnotize me. In that moment, we've the only ones in the bar as the world had spinning and everything else faded away. All that mattered to me was this moment. Alexander smiles, if i was not sitting, I'm sure ashellthatiwouldhavedroppedtomyknees. Somethingwarmandtightformedinmyheart when I looked at him, what was he doing to me!!

Next thing i knew, Alex was walking towards me. I fumbled with my red solo cup that still contained water. I tried to look everywhere but his advancing figure. I finally rested my eyes in my feet, admiring my Jordans.

With my eyes still on my feet, a pair of shoes come into view and i could as always smell him. I knew it was him. His coconut hair wash and musky scent filled my nostrils. He smells so good.

Finnally summoning the courage to look up, i see Alex getting a drink from the bar and clung to him was a very pretty girl, who i could never compete with. She wore skimpy red dress that hugged her small curves in all the right places. She was drop dead gorgeous. Moving my eyes

away from her body to find Alex and her eating their faces out, right in front me.

My heart shattered into a million pieces. Then i came into the realisation that he was infact staring at her all along. God!, I'm such a fool. I practically ran out of the bar, needing some fresh air to clear my head.

I guess i don't deserve love after all.

"Lily!!!!,what the hell are you doing here". Fuck I'm in so much trouble.

I stood frozen, there was no escape now. Chase had caught me. I watched him march angrily towards me, his fists clenched, his jaw ticking and muttering curses under his breath.

His face was so red that it could easily pass as a ripened tomato.

"I'm going to ask you again and you better give me logical reason why you're out of the house by fucking 11pm at a bar" he spat out, standing in front of me now.

I did not know what to say and i know that regardless of what i say, the outcome would still be the same.

"You're not going to say anything, huh, You dirty whore, i know you're out here sleeping around, cheap slut", he scoffs.

"To others, we may seem to be related because we stay under the same roof, but i would never consider you my sister. Not now amd certainly not ever, Because you're just a useless, dumb, cheap slut". Chase lashed out, glaring at me.

This time i couldn't hold it in, i was crying profusely. "Get your pathetic ass home right this minute and wait for in my room", he steps closer to me, touching my hair "maybe then you could make yourself more useful", at this point he was already pulling my hair.

Chase and i were not always like this. We were so close before to the point where we told

each other everything. Of course we had our differences but it had never escalated past mere aguring. He had always been protective of me as any brother would be of his younger sister. Not until one day, when i got back home telling him about a boy i had a crush on. He snapped and told me never to bring up such topics. I obliged and talked about something else. During our conversation, chase drew closer to me, confessing his feelings to me. He told me that he loved me but not as a sister. I was too stunned to speak. I couldn't reciprocate such love and i told him instantly.

He couldn't handle the rejection and forced himself on me, i begged, cried and tried to reason with him. It was like he wasn't himself anymore, he even looked like he was possessed. All my pleading that night fell on deaf ears as he defiled me on my bed, leaving me there after threatening me to not mention it to anyone. No one would even believe me ,so he said.

That was how it begun, whenever he was mad at me or anyone at all, he would use me to

release his pent up frustration. Maybe this is why i hate myself, perhaps i hate my body so much because whenever i look at it, i can feel his dirty hands all over me.

Maybe this is why i can hardly sleep on my bed, because it reminds me so much of all I've lost.

I couldn't hold back anymore, i screamed and begged him to let go of me. "please let me go chase, I'll go home now".

"Shut up, you dirty bitch",he spat out

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER NOW, YOU PIG ", someone pulled Chase away, making me fall on the ground. Throwing punches, without giving chase a chance to fight back

I screamed, begging everything to stop. I'm pretty sure my lungs gave out at some point. My vision became blurry, i struggled to keep my eyes open but i was too weak.

The last thing i heard before passing out was," it's okay, princess, I'll take care of you". I knew that voice, i knew that musky scent anywhere.

ALEX saved me.