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Book:the victim of a bad boy Published:2024-7-19

No need, lil crumpet. You have been like that since five a. m. when you and Connor started making out in the kitchen.
My eyes widened in horror as memories of what happened started coming back. Suddenly I was overwhelmed with a pounding in my head. I doubled over, clutching my head.
Here, take this. James held out an aspirin and some water. I gratefully took in, the pounding lessening as I continued to drink the water.
Shit ! What time is it ? I asked.
Little after ten… Why ? You don’t actually want to go to school today, do you ? Matt asked, surprised. I panicked and quickly stood up running into the hallway, searching for the laundry room. Once inside, I grabbed my drying dress, slipping it on.
I need someone to take me home ! I asked, panic rushing through me.
I will, Connor said, standing up from the bed.
I have to go. NOW. I said, running to the bathroom. Crap… Where are my shoes ? I asked, running through the hallway. I was pulled back into a hard body, arms wrapped around my waist.
You weren’t wearing them when I picked you up. Connor answered calmly. Oh god… he’s right. I left them after I fell in the rain… What am I going to tell my mom ?
Let me take you home. Connor said, pulling on a shirt and guiding me downstairs and to his car. I limply nodded, the panic causing me to just stop talking all together.
You’re going to be fine, he assured me as he started the car. I dropped my head into my hands as he drove.
So, remember anything from last night ? Connor asked casually.
Connor, I really don’t want to talk right now. I mumbled into my hands, my headache beginning to come back.
Well then, I guess I won’t tell you. I snapped my head out, despite the god awful headache, staring at Connor.
What do you mean ? I asked slowly, my hands beginning to get clammy. He looked at me, obviously happy now that he had my attention.
Oh, well, I don’t really feel like talking right now. He sighed, smirking. Fear rose within me as he continued to drive.
Connor, please ! I begged. Oh god… we didn’t…. no. We couldn’t have.
Here we are. Connor said, stopping the car. I didn’t even turn to look, my attention was all on him.
Connor ! I said, getting annoyed now.
Just go. He said, smirking at me. I flipped him off as I got out of the car, slamming the door as hard as I could.
Mum,-
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ?! She screamed, grabbing me in a tight hug. We stayed like that for a couple minutes, before she released me.
Pumpkin, what happened ? She asked, concerns looming over her face.
That’s what I’d like to know. I muttered, heading upstairs.
I flinched at the thought of actually doing it with Connor. I can only hope for the best and expect the worst now.
Bella’s POV
I woke up with a start, the feeling of nausea taking over me. I barely made it to the bathroom before I emptied out my stomach’s contents. Gross, I know. I slumped against the wall, a migraine headache taking over.
Bella, are you- My mum’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw me. I shut my eyes tightly, waiting for the scolding.
I’ll be right back. She said, rubbing my back soothingly.
20 minutes later
Take this, she ordered, holding out two aspirin. The brightness hurt my eyes when I opened them, causing me to wince. I followed her instructions and took the pills, finishing the cup of water.
Now drink this. She said, holding out a mug filled with a dark brown, almost black, liquid.
What-
Just drink. She insisted, holding it out for me. Immediately I grabbed the mug, hesitating a bit before taking a sip. I nearly gagged at the taste- it tasted like black coffee that had been experimented on by a bunch of other liquids.
It’ll help with your hangover. My mum said, leaning against the counter. Pumpkin, I could smell you from a mile away when you got home. She said when she noticed my questioning look. I groaned and pressed my cheek against the cool tiled wall.
I’m sorry. I murmured, not looking at her.
It’s okay sweetie, I get it. Kids these days drink a lot- hell, all kids drink a lot. Let me tell you something, my mum said, pausing, I drank a lot when I was younger. A lot. That’s how I ended creating a little remedy for it.
Oh god mum, please tell me I’m not the result of one of your drunken mistakes. I said, looking up at her.
She looked at me, completely surprised, then started laughing. Soon enough I joined in, and we laughed for a good five minutes.
Mum, what time is it ? I asked, standing up slowly. Whatever had been in that mug had worked, I was already feeling better.
She checked her watch, Four p. m. My eyes bugged out and I looked at her in shock.
Pumpkin, you fell asleep as soon as you got upstairs while you were hungover. Of course you’re going to sleep for a while. And don’t worry about school, you can skip tomorrow if you want. My mom said casually with shrug.
Thanks mum. I murmured, yawning a bit. She smiled and started cleaning up the bathroom.
Go get some rest, you are going to need to get your strength back. My mum said as she took out the febreze.
Thanks mum. I said again, slowly exiting the bathroom and heading into my room. Tomorrow’s Friday, I thought to myself, I guess it wouldn’t matter if I skipped.
If only I knew what Connor had planned.