Helanie:
I shakily turned my head and saw him. I recognized him—his gray eyes, almost bald head with just an inch of two-toned blue and blonde hair. His tall build with a hunched posture, as if he were always ready to fight.
That disgusting face returned to my memory, and my body shuddered. But the moment he started briskly making his way toward me, I realized he was different from both Kaidan and Rayden. Rayden was more secretive, but this man—he was not.
"Name’s Zellu. I believe you’ve been looking for me," he said, breathing heavily as he reached me. He grabbed my hair in his fist, yanking me from over the table to the ground. I yelped, trying to get up, but someone kicked me from behind, and I dropped to my knees again.
I clutched my head, struggling to free my hair, but he dragged me toward the exit.
"He—" My lips were forced open when someone, who had been in the back the whole time, shoved something down my throat. I couldn’t tell what it was, but it had to be an herb.
I coughed on it while he pressed his hand over my mouth to stop me from yelling again.
When he finally let go, no matter how loudly I screamed, nobody came to help.
"HELLLPPPP!" My voice slowed when I saw the librarian slumped over her desk. I understood at that moment that these assholes must have done something to her.
"Let me go!" I finally managed to kick the guy in the knee after barely getting up, and he let go of my hair. We were outside the library.
That’s when the one in the back kicked me again, making me fall face-first. I quickly turned around, thinking I would see Kaidon—but I was wrong.
It was a guy with long black hair. The guy from that night.
These two were there that night, and they had done just as much damage as the others.
I started crawling backward, coughing nonstop. Whatever they gave me, it made me feel weird. It made me feel like—the time I had taken the Flame of Lust. But this was raw and in a heavy dose.
The black-haired guy walked up to me and knelt down, hissing, "Get started, because we’ll be recording you going around getting fucked. You know this will make everything clear about you?"
No. This cannot be true. They cannot win against me again.
I turned to the ground, placing my hands on the rough, cold surface to crawl away. But he got on top of me, each leg around my waist as he hunched down, grasping my hair in his fist and forcing my head up. My neck ached.
"We are not Rayden. You fooled him easily, hurt him, but we are nothing like him. It was a miracle you survived that night. You must be the Moon Goddess’ favorite. But you should have taken that opportunity and disappeared. But no! You decided to come back so we could finish what we left that night." His every word was filled with hatred and anger, hissing nonstop in my ear.
"This bitch should have died that night. Why did she have to come back, Romeo?" Zellu said to his friend, revealing the identity of another rapist.
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