Mistakenly Fallen

14. Am I in Hell?

Camila groaned slightly, shifting in what she could feel it over her skin was a small and confided place.

She turned around at once but instead of staying up on her bed, she fell down on the floor, immediately getting knocked out of her sleep.

Once she opened her eyes, all that she saw was too bright and blurry for her eyes.

“f**k!” she complained, shielding her eyes from the bright sun rays that pierced right through her eyes.

She felt a loud pounding in her head, as if a miniature her was standing on top of her brain and hammering it constantly. There was an excruciating sense of pain, devouring her back and her legs as well and she just couldn’t know why her body ached, as if a bulldozer had rolled all over her.

“f**k!” she screamed lowly and opened her eyes at once but the blinding sunrays, paralyzed her to the point that she was unable to even move.

Rolling back on the floor she hid her face away, not in the mood to interact with even the non living things in her room.

Her room… she realized all of sudden. In her room, the light didn’t come directly from the front but in fact from the backside of her bedpost.

Feeling the floor beneath her Camila realized that it wasn’t her fur carpeted room, but in fact she laid on a worn out, flattened old rug.

Moving her body slightly above the floor, she noticed the once white rug beneath her and felt disgusted seeing that it had turned a shade of yellow and brown.

“Eww!”

She immediately got up from the floor and stood straight, holding her head in her hands, trying to catch her balance, as she felt dizzy for once.

Slumping down on the couch right next to her, she placed her head in both of her hands and groaned in frustration of the growing pain.

She moaned a little more, until she realized that she was sitting on a couch and her room didn’t have a couch either.

“s**t!”

Looking up, she saw around the space in which she was present at that moment.

It was definitely not her room.

Long glittery beads covered each and every corner of the small living room in which she was present.

Posters of naked models, male and female hung over the main wall, next to the window from where the bright lights were coming. The couch that she was sitting on, was covered with woven blankets and Camila couldn’t tell what was going on around her.

“Am I in hell?” she spoke meekly but heard a voice reply back to her.

“Only if! I mean it smells and seems like it, but umm... no! you are still pretty much alive.”

She looked around her and couldn’t place where the sound came from but craned her neck to her left and screamed out loud when she saw Benjamin standing in the far right corner of the room, which was a small space next to what she could assume to be a designated kitchen for the apartment, as it contained a small counter stove with a microwave placed next to it.

She looked at Benjamin with confusion, as he stood wearing only a shiny blue leather underwear right in front of Camila. She roamed a single gaze over his skinny body and glory and immediately looked away, still finding it weird that he was so comfortable being almost naked in front of her.

“Eww! Why are you wearing that and what the hell is going on?”

She asked, as Benjamin, opened up the refrigerator and bent down to reveal ‘Eat Me’, in a thick orange in a caballero font.

“You need to tell us that!” she heard a female voice coo behind her and turned around to see Selena walking out of a door, what Camila could only assume to be a bedroom. She also wore a lose tank top and a pair of shorts and Camila only wondered if the two roommates were so open and casual about being nudists.

She watched as Camila walked in to another door and seeing the grey tiles on that bathroom, Camila’s urge to release herself, suddenly vanished away.

“Is this your apartment?” she asked Benjamin in a hoarse voice and he nodded, passing her a bowl of corn flakes and slumping on the couch next to Camila.

A small flat screen TV was placed right in front of the couch and Benjamin turned it on.

“You guessed it right. Usually we take turns sleeping on the couch but since you crashed at our place last night, both suffocated inside the bedroom.”

“The bedroom?” Camila wondered what Benjamin was referring to.

“Yeah, it barely fits a bed but you covered up for my shift, so we allowed you to stay for a night at our one season!”

“One season?” Camila snorted out a small laughter and looked back at Benjamin, who was definitely not impressed to see how Camila’s laughter was discerning to him.

“I am sorry!” she simply grabbed the spoon and began eating her breakfast.

“But what happened last night? Why didn’t I go back to my sorority? I remember taking your shift at the bar but I can’t seem to remember anything after that. I also remembered preparing some tequila for myself…”

“Well, we came a little late, back to the bar…” Benjamin began narrating the story of what happened.

“Because you went to the gay club on the seventeenth street, didn’t you?” Camila looked down at Benjamin’s shoulder that was covered with glitter.

“Well, since I have found a replacement for my shift, which I usually don’t, so Selena and I decided to take a little detour.” He shrugged and this time it was Camila, throwing daggering looks at him, as he simply buried his head in his bowl of breakfast.

Selena got out of the washroom and offered it to Camila.

“Don’t you want to get fresh?” she asked and Camila shook her head at her, looking through the open door of the bathroom, that created a rift of revulsion inside her mind, seeing the dirt smitten tiles of the bathroom and the corroded faucets.

“Anyways…” Benjamin attained Camila attention again. “When we came back to the bar, you were already passed on the counter. So, we just closed the bar and we didn’t know which sorority you lived in, because you were honestly, like just passed the f**k out. Selena and I had to carry you back home and even checked your pulse from time to time, making sure that you were alive…”

“Wait!” Camila felt a sense of flashback making its way in to her mind.

“I remember loud train noises, you guys took me to the subway station…” she concluded and Selena perched down right next to Camila with her bowl of cereal in her hands, creating a sandwich with her and Benjamin on Camila’s either side.

“Hey! You guys threw me down on the station’s floor.” Camila yelled at the two, realizing what they had done with her.

“We were tired from carrying you from the bar. You weren’t even walking and your entire weight was on us and besides, we didn’t plan on throwing you down, you just slipped.”

Selena tried to defend herself and Camila squinted her eyes with anger at her.

“No wonder why my back and legs hurt like shit.” She mumbled.

“Anyways, we brought you to our residence and didn’t leave you drunk and passed out, in front of the bar, you are welcome.” Benjamin concluded.

Camila huffed in annoyance, “Thank you for not cracking up my bones.” She shook her head and rubbed the back of her neck, feeling a scratching sensation on a particular point in her skin.

“I still don’t get it, how can I just pass out like that. I was completely fine when you guys left and…”

“Maybe, you drank more?”

“No…” Camila moved her hands downwards towards shoulders and then towards her chest, scratching her body, that felt an immense itch.

She couldn’t tell why but there was a divine sensation that her body was feeling, like it was yearning for a different kind of touch to be felt on it again.

As she moved her hands around her shoulders, she felt as if something was missing.

She touched the thin strap of her dress and moved down towards her breasts.

Her eyes bulged out of her socket, as she realized that her strapless bra was missing off her body.

She gasped out loud touching her breasts from the front and the back as well and both Benjamin and Selena noticed that something was going with Camila.

“What… what is it?”

“My bra!” Camila stated withs sheer horror, tapping on her chest and realizing that she was bare of any bra covering her breasts.

“Your bra? What happened to it?” Selena inquired.

“It is missing.” Camila retorted back at her with a strong grunt.

“Missing? You must have taken it off last night in your sleep… it must be some where around here.” Selena suggested and the three got up from the couch, searching it around the room, until a realization dawned upon Benjamin.

“Are you sure you were wearing a bra last night?” he asked from Camila, who nodded with affirmation.

“I was, I always wear a bra and I clearly remembered putting on that seamless strapless one, that was black and…” she huffed in exhaustion, running a hand through her hair and resting her other hand over her hips.

She felt something missing from her hips as well and ran a hand all over her waistline, as if she was trying her best to detect something.

She repeated her actions again and again, until she just couldn’t find what she was looking for, wishing an hoping for a miracle to occur so that the one missing thing she was praying for so damn hardly, would just appear out of somewhere.

“What is going on, now?” Selena asked and Camila pushed past her and rushed in to the bedroom, closing the door behind and leaning against it, as her cheeks turned red and shame took all over her mind and body.

Entering inside the room, she paused at once, when she noticed how small the bedroom was. The smallest room that was given to her in her sorority was actually bigger than what Selena and Benjamin claimed to be the ‘bedroom’.

A single metallic frame bed was pushed to one side of the room, with only a space of a few feet left between the bed and the black framed rail rack, over which the two hadn’t hung but in fact, thrown their clothes on.

The bed was unmade and Camila could bet that it hadn’t been made in centuries.

Shaking her thoughts away, she bent down and lifted her dress up and an involuntary scream escaped her mouth, making Selena and Benjamin rush towards the door of the room.

“What happened?” Selena tapped on the door.

“Did you saw a spider in there? Don’t worry, don’t be scared of it! That spider just lives in that bedroom, we don’t kill it. We just let that spider live and he is one our roommates…”

“What? There’s spider in here?”

Suddenly Camila’s concerns were changed, as she rushed out of the room, shaking an eerie feeling that devoured her body.

“How do you guys live in here?” she complained and both Benjamin and Selena threw a notorious look at her.

“We don’t have the luxury of Daddy’s money!” both of them pointed out and Camila immediately shut up.

“Sorry!”

She stated, rubbing her arms with her opposite hands.

“Why did you scream?” Selena asked, still curious to know what happened to Camila.

“My underwear, it is also missing and I never take my underwear off in my sleep, no matter how much tired I am and…”

Suddenly Camila froze, thinking about her underwear, as her subconscious took her to a completely different moment from the night before.

All she could hear was loud breathings, coming out of her body and someone else’s. She could feel a warm breath, fanning against the inner skin of her thighs, as someone grabbed the lace of her black panty with their teeth and dragged it off her body, flicking it with a finger, towards the front seat of what she could tell was a car, as she could still feel a sense of a confined space in which she laid, with a heavy weight crushing her body but she felt her sense jolted on fire, feeling that weight on top of her body.

“Hey! Earth to Camila!”

Selena waved her hands across Camila’s eyes, startling her out of her thoughts.

Camila felt completely flustered and her body felt flushed with warm blood that gushed a shade of red all over her face.

“Are you feeling hot?” Benjamin, patted Camila’s face, “Why are you so red?”

He asked, actually concerned about her situation.

“I don’t know.” She shook her head, the flashback that she just had suddenly stumbled her confidence, making her wonder what had happened the night before.

“I think, I should get back to my sorority. I am just confused, I drank a lot last night. I am not used to drinking this much. I was just angry and sad, I guess.” She told Benjamin and Selena.

“Thanks for bringing me here and for the breakfast.” She pointed towards the half empty bowl of cereal and placed her boots and jackets, resting on the floor, near the foot of the couch.

Just as she bent down to pick her boots and jacket, the hair from her back fell ahead on her shoulder, revealing her back to Selena and Benjamin, both of whom gasped out loud.

“What? What happened? Is the spider?” Camila asked with surprise, jumping on top of the couch and grabbed her phone out of jacket and holding it out in front of her like a weapon.

“What will you do with a mobile? Scare the spider with some screenshots?” Benjamin complained to Camila and grabbed her arm, pulling her down from the couch.

Selena moved her hair from her back to get a clear view of what she nad Benjamin had seen before and both of them looked at each other with a skeptical look covering their faces.

“What? What is going on guys? Is there something on my neck? Did the spider bit me…” she held horror in her eyes, as she turned back towards the two and asked with confusion.

“Well… I can’t say if a spider bit you or not but you do have bite marks on your back!” Selena squinted her eyes as she explained the situation to Camila.

“Bite marks?” she gasped in horror.

“What kind of bite marks? Is the spider? I don’t want to become a spider girl, do something about it…” she began rubbing her back but Benjamin held her wrist and made her look in to his eyes.

“It is not a spider that hit you and the bite marks that Sel is talking about are love bits! You’ve hickeys you slut! Your underwear and bra were missing for a reason.”

“What hickeys? Are you guys out of your mind? How can I get hickeys! I have never been with a guy and I haven’t even kissed…”

Just as Camila said those words, a realization dawned upon her, as she held her hands over her mouth and screamed out loud.

“Kissed! I kissed that guy in the bar night.”

Selena and Benjamin could clearly see the horror in her eyes, as she screamed through hands over her mouth.

She rolled over on to the couch and submerged her head in a cushion, continuing to scream over and over again.

Seeing her throwing a clear fit and not acting in her right mind, Benjamin whispered in to Selena’s ear.

“Should we do something about…”

Before he could’ve completed his next sentence, Camila lifted her head up from the cushion and laid back straight on the couch.

“What have I done? I kissed a random guy! I have never kissed anyone in my life, ever. Why the hell would I kiss a random stranger and not even remember anything about him?”

“Well… you were drunk!” Selena tried to comfort Camila, who looked at Selena with aggression.

“What am I going to do now?” she complained but Benjamin rose a question, startling Camila and Selena both.

“Wait! Nothing adds up here.”

“What do you mean?”

“You just remember kissing the guy?” he asked and Camila nodded her head.

“Then what about those bite marks on your back and your missing bra and underwear and if you had kissed him, why were you knocked out when went to the bar. Did you just kiss him and then blacked out or did something else happen? Do you remember anything after the kissing part?”

A fear dawned upon Camila’s heart as she definitely did not remember, even the slightest thing of what had happened after she and that mysterious man had kissed each other.

“Hey! Did that bastard take advantage of you?” Selena asked from Camila, who had tears welled up in the corner of her eyes.

“Do you remember what he looks like?” she asked Camila, who suddenly only had fear in her mind as she gently nodded her head, having a hard time trying to remember what actually happened to her the night before.

“The Bar’s CCTV!” Benjamin added up, making Camila’s heart light up with hope, as she felt entirely out of discretion.

“If you kissed that man in the bar than we can find out what happened for real.”

“Are you sure, this will be smart thing to do, considering that you don’t know what actually happened and it you saw something as such…” Selena tried to waver in her opinion and indirectly disagreed with Benjamin’s plan of letting Camila see the footage, not knowing what exactly had happened.

“Then, I am going to kill that bastard.” She stated, throwing on her jacket and Benjamin and Selena also grabbed their clothes as the gang of three made their way towards the bar.

Benjamin opened up the bar, at a time when he knew that no one would even visit the place, as it usually opened it around four in the evening.

Getting inside the bar, Camila and Selena waited by the bar stools, Selena could notice that there was a sense of anxiety in Camila’s heart who had no sense of what happened to her the night before and feared if something sinisterly had occurred while she was passed out and drunk. Selena gently patted her hand and smiled at her.

“Hey! Relax, it is going to be okay.”

On the other hand, Benjamin went inside the small management office, where the audit of the bar usually took place. The seat was designated for the owner of the bar, who showed up only once or twice a month, as he was very happy with Benjamin’s service and work.

Getting to corner table, he grabbed the laptop placed on the table and opened it up. In the entire bar, he was the only one who knew the password of the laptop, as told by the old owner to him.

Opening up the laptop, he went through the files of the CCTV footage, from the night before, as it was always recorded on the laptop.

Bringing the laptop out towards the counter, he placed it in front of Selena and Camila and stood in the middle.

“Are you guys ready?” he told Camila and Selena, both of whom looked at each other for once and seeing the reassuring smile on Selena’s face, Camila nodded at Benjamin, who played the colored surveillance video that was recorded by the camera, angled at the top right corner of the bar, right above the serving counter and resumed the video from the moment when he and Selena left the bar.

Five minutes in to the video, Selena already felt exhausted.

“Do you remember when that man entered inside the bar?”

Camila shrugged, “Around thirty minutes, after you guys left, I guess… I was making myself a tequila.” She told them and Benjamin, skipped the video ahead and finally coming to the point when Camila was standing by the bar and preparing herself a tequila in a cocktail shaker.

It was then when they noticed the door to the bar open up.

“There!” Selena pointed out towards the screen when the man from the night before entered the bar and began taking his coat off.

“Is that the guy?” Benjamin asked in an intrigued tone and Camila nodded at him.

“Girl! You’ve got good taste. If it wasn’t you, I would’ve totally ride his d**k…” He laughed at Camila, as Selena nudged her elbow in to his ribs, making him shut up.

“Yes, we have to see what happened?”

Suddenly Camila’s memory began jogging back in to her mind, as she remembered how she gawked the man lustfully, studying each and every moment of his body.

For the next fifteen minutes, it was simply just the guy and Camila, talking and flirting with each other, with Camila serving him a glass of tequila, one after the other.

“It seems like you were trying to get him drunk.” Selena stated meekly and Camila began having strong flashbacks of what had happened in the night.

She then began remembering as her friends looked at the surveillance footage with her as she flirted with him and even pulled a trick with him.

“What are you doing with his coat?”

Benjamin asked, “…trying to sniff it?” he suggested and Camila felt completely and totally embarrassed.

“He tried to act all smart by trying to ‘read me’ but I ended up scaring the s**t out of him by pretending to know about stuff by touching things and I pretended to touch his coat and actually told him about the places he had been to, because I had seen him before in the evening at a convenience store and also told him where he would find the cigarettes that he was looking for… I just outsmarted him…”

Camila tone fell low, as she saw both Benjamin and Selena squinted their eyes at her.

“Did you just say that you could tell about things by touching them? I am amazed he didn’t offer you his d**k to touch, you creepy woman.” Benjamin insinuated and Selena added to his words.

“Let’s wait to see if he eventually offered it to her or not.” Selena cooed and they continued to watch the video right in front of their eyes, until Camila walked towards a seat in the right corner and away from the counter and after a while the man followed her to the back.

They stayed there for a while and all of the three got curious to know what happened next.

Benjamin then changed the footage to camera three, that was residing on the corner right above the toilets and gave a view of the chairs and tables placed, right to the counter, towards the inner side of the bar.

They watched as Camila tried to dodge away from the man and finally he held the strap of her apron, making her turn around and pulling her closer in one single swoop.

Seeing that footage, Camila turned her eyes towards the wall next to the bar counter and then, it all began coming to her in a single swift flashback, when everything fell in to place and she was taken back to the night before.

As Benjamin and Selena watched Camila on the screen, connecting her lips with the man’s, Camila looked at the wall of the bar against which she had committed sins, through out the entire night.

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