The Bad Boy's Addiction

Chapter 8 - Wicked

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Allira

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“Hi,” Demi replies first with a small shaky voice that doesn’t sound like hers as she extends her hand to him while I stand rooted in my spot unable to find my voice. I was not expecting to see him. “I’m her best friend, Demi,” she introduces herself, causing me to finally snap out of it and look at her surprised by the best friend part. I like her and I think I would like us to be friends, but we just met.

“It’s great to meet you, Demi. I’m Cam,” he says, taking her hand.

“I know you, well not know-know you-I mean, everyone knows you,” she blabbers, shaking his hand too long.

“Oh, okay. Uhm… Demi, could I maybe get a moment with your friend?” he asks, and she says sure, stepping back but still standing next to me. “Alone… please.”

“Haha… I’m sorry, of course-” she sheepishly says, turning around to go, but I speak just as she takes a step.

“Don’t. I have nothing to say to him,” I say feeling tears pricking my eyes as everything that happened comes flooding back and making me emotional before I feel a surge of anger. He drugged me and stole my virginity, and he didn’t even have the decency to stay. He left me and I woke up all alone. He steps up to me and tries to touch me, but I step back and repel, feeling a tear now escape my eye.

“Stay away from me.”

“Allira, listen. I just want to say I’m sorry,” he says, stepping in front of me and blocking my way.

“You’re sorry? Will that undo the damage? The trauma? Will your sorry fix that?”

“Damage and trauma? What is that supposed to mean?"

“You took my Virginity, Cameron!”

“Okay, hold up. What am I missing? Why are you acting as if I forced myself on you-”

“Because that's exactly what it is when you drug a person. You had me drugged, Cameron. Did you think I would not know?”

“What?”

“I hate people like you. Just because you have money you think that gives you a right over others-” my voice comes out loud as I step up to him, feeling myself shake but he cuts me off.

“I drugged you?! Who the f**k do you think you are?” he says stepping even closer to me and just then we notice people are starting to look, causing me to wipe away my tears stepping back from him. He also takes a deep breath, looking like he’s barely holding himself back from screaming.

“f**k you Allira,” he seethes in my face before glaring at the students who were looking and asking them what the f**k they are staring at as he takes long strides back to his car.

“Are you okay?” I hear someone say and I turn around to find Sergio, the driver and I hug him and cry, all the pain of what he did back.

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Kiara

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“What’s wrong?” I hear Merlot ask getting to her feet as Cam strides past us looking pissed, but he doesn’t reply and runs upstairs.

“What’s wrong with him?” Merlot asks, now looking at me and I shrug my shoulders having no idea. “I’m going to him,” she says, turning to leave but I stop her, telling her to give him a few minutes to cool off first. It's always better to let Cam cool off when he's mad. He's just like my dad when he's mad, the only difference is my dad rarely let his anger take over.

Merlot was busy helping me with my bags. I’m about to leave for my trip. Uncle Chris is on his way home. He and mom are taking me to the airport. She agrees that I'm right and sits down before grabbing her phone. Just then a text comes through on my phone and I open it to find that it's from Kay.

He and I went on another date three days later which was also the day he was leaving, and it was a proper date this time. He knows I’m leaving for San Francisco in three hours and is checking up on me. I don’t know when he’ll be returning to the country or if he will. We haven’t planned to see each other again but all the signs say we will. We have kept in contact and my liking for him is increasing with every phone call and every text. I hope I see him again. Merlot also starts getting busy on her phone, occasionally smiling and I'm glad, otherwise, she'd be nosing around in my conversation.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” I ask, snapping her attention away from the phone and she starts blushing, causing me to sit down next to her. “Oh, my God you do and you haven’t even told me,” I add draping my arm over her shoulder. I have noticed a change in Merlot. She's happier and is always smiling while busy on her phone.

“You didn’t tell me about Kay?” she replies, putting her phone away.

“Because there was nothing to tell. Who is he, and how long has it been going on?”

“It hasn’t been going on,” she says, and I notice a disappointed look now in her eyes, causing me to probe. “There is this guy and I like him a lot and he likes me too. But I think he’s scared.”

“Scared? Scared of what?” I ask but just then I hear the door opening causing us to look at it and just then Levi appears, but my eyes widen, looking at his secrets filled eyes that quickly go to Merlot before looking at me. Oh my God! He greets us and heads up the stairs.

“Levi?” I ask, looking at Merlot and she can’t even stop blushing and hide it. “Cam doesn’t know, does he? He’s the one Levi’s scared of isn’t he?” I question her, and she nods, and I feel for Merlot. I cannot imagine this going well or maybe I’m wrong. Levi is his friend. It’s maybe a good thing cause at least he’ll trust him. I tell Merlot that and she says she thinks so too. She also tells me they haven’t done anything. She says they chat on the phone, but she knows they like each other, and she really likes him. Levi is a bad boy like Cam, he’s Cam’s friend after all, but I won’t be like Cam and stop her from doing things. If she really likes him then maybe she should see where it goes. I take her hand and open my mouth to say so but someone else comes inside the door and just then we hear voices before Ney and Uncle Chris appear, laughing at something. “We will talk some more about it, I promise,” I tell my sister and she smiles. I pray Cam gives them a break. Although, I can't imagine Merlot and his friend dating would be something that would sit well with him, knowing him.

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Cameron

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“What?” Ney asks after Levi tells him what I just told him. “What is she playing at?”

“I don’t know, and I don’t f*****g care, but if she tries to stir up s**t, she will regret it.

“What did you say to her?”

“Nothing, I told her to go f**k herself. People were staring and I didn't need that kind of noise.”

“Wait!” Ney says, causing us to look at him. “You said this happened at George Luke, right? What were you doing all the way there?” he asks, leaning back on the sofa as a knowing smirk makes its way onto his face and I roll my eyes at him.

“You have a point,” Levi adds, loading his leg over the other “Yes, Cameron Roberts. What were you doing there? I thought you didn't care to see her again. Are you in love?” he adds, wiggling his eyebrows, causing me to throw my phone at him. I'm in no mood to clown around right now. I have just been called a rapist.

“Eina!” he cries out rubbing his shoulder when the phone hits him.

“I’m serious you guys.”

“We are serious too. Why did you go to her?”

I just-”

“-You just what?”

“I felt bad, okay? Are you satisfied now? I admit it. I felt bad leaving her like that, that day. It was her first time, and I gave her a bad experience. And you Levi, you didn’t do me any favors by telling me she was crying in the morning. I don’t do relationships and I’m not going to do it just cause that’s what she expects, but I’m not a monster. I have sisters. I would kill the guy who did that to them. So, I decided to go find her and apologize... or whatever. I wasn’t even sure what I was going to say. But now I wish I didn’t. She f*****g accused me of drugging her. I mean, what the f**k? She's f*****g messed up.

“So, what do you think she’s gonna do now?” Ney asks but I’m confused so I ask him what he means, and he asks me if I think she’s going to lay charges.

“Like rape charges?”

“Yeah, I mean, if she’s making this type of s**t up. Who knows what else she’s gonna do?”

“Ney’s right,” Levi says, getting to his feet. “What if it was like a trap? Think about it. What if she kept her virginity to trap you?”

“That’s absurd. How did she know I was going to take her home with me?”

“Maybe she was going there every time and checking you out, observing your movements,” he says, starting to walk around me like a tiger stalking its prey and I grab his hair and push him back.

“Stop this s**t,” I tell him and he laughs.

“But seriously though, Cam. What if she was there to trap someone, not specifically you, but someone with money and she’s going to extort you for money or something, threatening to say you raped her?”

“I don't know, but I know she’ll regret it for sure.”

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Allira

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“You are not sitting with your cousin today?” Demi asks, looking over at the rest of Mat’s friends and I shake my head. “She had an extra class today, but the lecturer asked to see them now and let them go when classes finish.”

“Yay! Good! Because I want to know all about what happened yesterday,” she says, doing a small, excited clap. I miss her when I’m sitting with those boring brats. “You didn’t tell me you were dating Cam.”

“I’m not dating him and even if I were, why would I go around saying it?”

“Duh! To make other girls like me jealous.”

“You shouldn’t be. You are better off without him. He’s an asshole.”

“What happened? And please don’t tell me it’s none of my business or that you don’t want to talk about it because I really, really want to know. It’s all I’ve thought about since I left you yesterday. I couldn’t wait to see you today so you could fill me in. I even thought of asking you to skip the morning class, but I knew you wouldn’t go for it,” she says, the last part scooting closer to me and I frown at her in disbelief.

“What?” I mutter speechless before shaking my head while looking at her, slightly disturbed by her extreme sense of nosiness.

“What happened, Lira? Please,” she says, and I exhale and turn a bit to face her, seeing there’s no getting out of it. I tell her what happened. Starting from the club to me getting drugged and losing my virginity. But I immediately regret it, suddenly not sure if I should have told her everything. We don’t know each other that well. What if she spreads this?

“Please don’t tell anyone about this. I don’t want people to start looking at me like I slept with him and then became bitter about it and accused him of rape.”

“I won’t, I swear,” she says, taking my hand and I look at her to see a somber look in her eyes. “I’m sorry this happened to you, Lira,” she adds, and I thank her and assure her I’m okay.

“Even if you weren't, it's okay. I mean, it’s a rough thing to have your first time happen like that,” she says and pulls me into a hug.

“Something doesn’t make sense to me though,” she adds, causing an instant frown on my face as I pull back from the hug. I should have known rich people were gonna stick together.

“I’m not lying, Demi.”

“Oh, no. I didn’t think you were. I believe that you were drugged, but I don’t think it’s Cam that had you drugged.”

“It doesn’t matter. Bottom line, Ney gave me the drink. Ney, who’s his friend-”

“-That’s not what I’m talking about. Think about it, Lira. Why would they drug you? You said it yourself that girls were pining for them all night. They are not desperate for p***y. They have that s**t thrown in their faces twenty-four seven. Girls are literally lining up to spread their legs for them.”

“So you lied when you said you believe me? I told-” I start to say, but she cuts me off before I’m finished.

“I think Mati gave you the spiked drink.”

“What?’

“You said it yourself. She gave you the first drink, and you were already dancing by the time Ney gave you the other one. Why were you dancing? From what you told me, you shouldn’t have been dancing,”

“Why would she do that?”

“To have you sleep with one of the guys,”

“What?”

“Lira, Mati may be the same age as you, but she’s definitely more experienced than you. You said it yourself that she and her groupies liked these guys. When the guys invited you to an after-party, it wasn’t just for drinks and Mati knew that. Cam and his friends wanted to sleep with you, and Mati and Noelle were game. But you weren’t, and that was a problem. There were three guys and three of you, which means if you refused to sleep with one of them, they were gonna end up one girl short and that would have ruined everything. Chances are, and by chances, I mean I’m 99.9% sure that you were all gonna be sent home, and they were going to go back to the club and pick up another group of interested girls. They wanted to get laid, and they were gonna.

They didn’t know you. They weren’t in love with you, so to them, you served no purpose if you didn’t give them what they wanted, and Mati knew that. Now my theory is that she spiked your drink to have you loosen up and go with the flow. But what she didn’t foresee is you ending up with her man,” she says and I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding, leaning back on the chair as her theory starts to make sense. I felt strange after she gave me the drink she was literally forcing down my throat.

“Oh my God,” I whisper as the look on her face when I told her I think I was drugged flashes in front of my eyes. She was hostile up until I said that. After that, she suddenly forgave me. It was because of what she did. She drugged me. How can someone do that to someone?

I don’t even realize I’m crying until Demi wipes my tears before hugging me.

“How could she be so cruel?” I whisper, still in the hug.

“She’s not cruel. She’s evil and sadly some rich scorned brats are,” Demi says and holds me for a little while longer.

“But you are not evil, are you? Please tell me you are not?”

“I’m not scorned, nor am I rich. So, no I’m not,” she says, causing me to smile at her through my tears but quickly frown again as the last part of her sentence sinks in. What does she mean she’s not rich?

“What do you mean, you are not rich?” I ask her and she sighs, pulling back from the hug.

“You know I live at the Manteno mansion, right?” she asks and I nod. I see the personalized number plates on the cars that come to fetch her. “Haven’t you ever wondered why my last name is Gillian, not Manteno?”

“No, not really,” I reply, shaking my head.

“You’re too cute. I’m not part of the Manteno family. They just pay for my education because my mother is their head maid,” she says, and I look at her, surprised. She is just like me. No wonder we clicked. “Feel free to run for the hills,” she adds, giving me a cross-eyed look and I hug her, taking her by surprise.

“I’m not a Gibson too. Mati and I are not cousins. I just didn’t tell you because I didn’t know you. My mother is a head maid of the Gibson household too and like you, they are putting me through varsity,” I tell her, and she pulls back from the hug and clamps a hand over her mouth, her eyes no doubt resembling mine when she told me.

“I love you, sister,” she whispers, and we pull each other in a hug again. But just then a familiar wicked voice speaks.

“What the f**k was Cam doing here?”