Fake Marriage, True Love

Chapter 1

TW: There will be scenes of dr*g abuse and r*pe.

“Calypso! Hurry up!” Jennie called out as she grabbed my hand and forced her way towards the crowd.

As much as I was excited to be with my friends again, I was not really thrilled with this place they chose for us to hang out in. I mean… There seemed to be less space to move with the huge crowd around. And not to mention, the blasting music felt like it was beating right inside my chest. As we passed through the dancing floor packed with people, I could not help but feel disgusted by the mixed smell–cigarette, alcohol, perfume, and sweat.

By the time Jennie and I managed to reach the stair leading to the second floor, it was no exaggeration that I lost half of my energy. Out of excitement to meet up with the others, Jennie ran up the stairs first without me since I was trying to catch my breath.

“Okay, you can do this, Calypso,” I said to myself as I stood straight.

But the moment I did, someone just went and grabbed my bottom so I immediately turned behind me to see who it was.

“Firm ass, b***h,” the guy said before winking at me and leaving with another girl.

I was pissed so I raised my middle finger right at his face. Damn p*****t. Reuniting with the others, they started talking about what they were looking forward to tonight. I was clueless since none of them told me about us getting paired up with some random guys. And here I was thinking that this would be an all girls party.

Either way, as long as they are around, I might as well enjoy this first party of my life. Though I doubt my father would be happy when he comes to know that I snuck out. For the second time, Jennie grabbed my hand and pulled me into a room. It was so much of a relief when the loud music sounded faint inside. However, it was too early to celebrate because what I saw next was not really pleasing.

There were a lot of guys occupying the seats and aside from the alcohol present on the large table, there were even drugs. Some of them were already taking some in through their nose, making me wince.

“Come on, Calypso. This is the nightlife of people our age so let’s join them,” Jennie said.

She did not even wait for me to say a thing and just ran towards her boyfriend who just finished off the drug on a piece of paper. This… This was just messed up. This was not the one I had been imagining to be doing with Jennie…

“Jennie–”

I was cut off when some guy suddenly appeared behind me and snaked his hand around my waist. Pulling me close to him, I could feel his thing poking right at my bottom.

“So… you are the girl Jennie was talking about,” he whispered in my ear.

I had no idea what Jennie actually told him about me but I did not like him. He was being too clingy and creepy so I pushed him away.

“Get your hands off of me, p*****t,” I hissed but instead of backing off, he grinned at me.

“Oh… I like you already, feisty kitty.” He walked towards me, causing me to step back to keep our distance. “Playing hard-to-get only turns me on so keep doing it.”

I rolled my eyes and ignored him, occupying the seat at the far corner so I could avoid getting the attention of some creeps. There was really nothing much I could do since leaving without saying anything to Jennie might make her think I was being selfish again. Watching her, she was getting high with her boyfriend but still, they looked so happy and in love with each other.

I wished I was her. Her boyfriend may not be as rich as those men whom my father forced me to go on a blind date with but Jennie was happy and content with him. I never felt those things towards any other men so… It was something I was envious about.

“Not really a party person?”

I looked at the person who just spoke and he was offering me a glass of champagne. Since he was not like that creepy guy sometime ago and it seemed like he was a nice guy, I accepted his offer. When I took the glass from him, he sat right next to me and damn… his perfume may be strong but hell… It was addicting.

“It’s my first time so…” I paused, feeling a bit embarrassed since he looked like the type of guy who had been in parties like this often.

But he just nodded and did not laugh at me.

“Well, I guess this scene is indeed a bit too much for someone’s first time.” He shifted his gaze at me with a small smile. “Cheers? For your first time here.”

I smiled back and clinked my glass with his.

“Cheers.”

Maybe… Just maybe… I might be able to blend in here if I were a little drunk. The sober me was just too judgy and I think there was no place for me here if I stayed that way. With that in mind, I decided to gulp the champagne in one go. It stung in my throat but it was tolerable.

“Whoah, you can slow down there,” the guy chuckled. “The night is young so there is no need to hurry to get drunk.”

I waved him off and outstretched my hand instead.

“By the way, I am Calypso. You are?”

“Thyron.”

Instead of shaking my hand, he kissed the back of it as he gazed straight in my eyes. He was being sweet and even though he was not the first one to do that, it felt so different. He started saying something but I did not pay attention since I was focusing on his lips. They looked kissable.

Licking my lower lip, I cut him off and said, “Kiss me.”

“As you wish.”

After that, he sealed my lips with his. It was gentle at first but as the seconds ticked by, he started to become aggressive. The scotch taste on his mouth seemed to taste even better so I kissed him back. And before I knew it, he was on top of me and his hand was underneath my skirt. My mind kept telling me that this was wrong… That I should run away from here but my body was on fire. It was so hot and I was craving for more of his touches.

After a few minutes of kissing, I started hearing a lot of slapping sounds and moaning around me. It seemed to have awakened me from whatever state I was in and when I looked where Jennie was, my eyes widened upon seeing her getting banged by another man from behind while she was sucking her boyfriend’s thing.

Only then, Thyron clipped his hand on my underwear and attempted to remove it.

“Wait, no…” I said.

Unlike before, his gentle expression changed into something else. He looked feral… Like an animal going crazy.

“Thyron, please…” I begged but instead of listening to me, he gripped at my wrists and pinned them right above me.

“We already started so there is no turning back,” he growled before starting to lick and bite my neck.

“Please… please… stop it…”

No matter how much I pleaded, Thyron never listened. He removed my undergarment and pressed his still covered thing on my opening, grinding it slowly as if trying to make me surrender myself willingly. I tried to fight him off but I was too weak to lift my leg or even free my hands out of his grip. Did he put something in that champagne?

Did I just fall for his fake kindness?

“Someone, please help me!” I screamed as loud as I could but it seemed like my scream was just consumed by the loud moans inside the room. “Stop it! I don’t want to do it!”

“Once I put it inside you, you will come to enjoy it so behave yourself.”

As if! Tears started streaming down my face as this shitty guy was forcing himself on me. This… This was all my fault for falling for his trick… For even coming here. But please… Someone… Anyone–

The door to the room suddenly banged open and several flashlights made me shut my eyes. Thyron stopped whatever he was doing and was shouting at whoever had suddenly barged in. In a span of seconds, there were screaming and sounds of fighting in the room. The thing that made me shudder was the words left by Thyron.

“The police…”

He got off of me and tried to run. I had no idea if he was caught or if he managed to escape but all I knew was that I needed to hide… I have to… They cannot find me. They should not see me here or else… or else I would be doomed. I rolled to my side and let myself fall on the floor just behind the long sofa. Covering my face with both hands and keeping still just so they could not find me, I started crying.

If they catch me, father would know that I disobeyed him and came here. Ah… I do not even want to imagine how mad he would be. I had no idea how long I stayed still in that corner but the commotion that occured a while ago slowly died down.

“Just as we expected, we caught the person who had been selling the illegal drugs here,” a man said.

“Then, we’re clear. Wrap things up and head back to the station to interrogate those people,” another one said.

Their footsteps grew faint as they left the room and since I heard the door was shut, I was convinced that they were all gone. My shoulders relaxed, feeling relieved that they did not see me here. I was about to get up but a scream from my mouth filled the room when I came face to face with a man in uniform.

“I thought you have no plans of showing yourself,” he said as he outstretched his hand in my direction, probably wanting to help me get up.

After what happened just a moment ago with Thyron, I could not bring myself to trust him. I got up all by myself and walked past him. Please… Please… Do not interrogate me. Just let me go home… Please…

When I opened the door, a sudden whiff of the wind coming from the nearby balcony made me shudder. It was only then that I realized something was missing so I immediately turned on my heels but bumped into the man’s chest. Out of instinct, I stepped back as he raised an eyebrow at me. What’s the use of those good looks on him if he only shows how scary he was?

Walking back to the sofa where I sat a few moments ago, I started searching for my panty. I mean… It would be so embarrassing to leave the room without my underwear so I should find it. Where did Thyron even put it? I looked around but only saw panties that were not mine.

“Are you seriously looking for your underwear?” the man asked, disbelief was evident in his voice.

“Yes. And since you are doing nothing, why don’t you help me search for it? It is a lacy one and white,” I replied without looking at him.

Seriously though. Where did you f*****g put it, Thyron?

“The guy you were with probably took it with him.”

“That’s just gross.”

“Says the one who was participating in an orgy.”

O-Orgy?