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" Oh. I said seeing him get rid of his shirt. " But what are you doing ? »

He frowns, giving me a bewildered look. I feel like I'm bipolar all the time changing my mind but now I know I don't want to do what he wants me to do. No, I don't want to sleep with him. I didn't want to sleep with Mike, it's - in no case - to do it with the first comer.

He walks over to me and strokes my arm.

“Calm down, baby. he breathes.

"Oh, I'm not 'your baby' and I don't want to...sleep with you, let me go!" »

" Do not touch me ! I cursed, turning to walk out of the room.

As my hand brushed the handle, a violent force pulled it away. He holds my arm firmly. Thanks to the force he exerts on my wrist, he makes me turn around and pushes me violently against the door. I feel the wood of the door against my back. I'm afraid. He now holds both my arms. He comes a little closer to me. Our bodies are glued to each other. He whispers words in my ear that I can't resist. I don't know if it's because of the alcohol running through my veins or if the glasses he drank prevent him from articulating.

" Kiss Me !" He starts screaming.

Suddenly, I managed to free myself from his hands. I put my hands on his shoulders and push him with a strength I didn't even know I had. As he tries to rebalance himself two meters away from me, I leave the room out of breath, slamming the door behind me. I don't think I even realize what just happened.

I scroll down the stairs and step outside. I lost Ellie but too bad, I want to go home, to the apartment and as soon as possible!

I can't take my car. Anyway, it's parked next to the stadium and I can't see myself going to look for it. I pick up my phone and call Wesley to see if he can pick me up. He must be at the party because I hear a lot of noise behind him.

“Wait, I'm going out because I can't hear here. (...) There, I'm listening to you, Jade.

-Sorry to bother you, Wesley, but I would like to go home, my car is next to the stadium and since I've been drinking, I couldn't take it back...

-You want me to pick you up, right?

-If you do not mind.

-Of course not, I'm going to ask Kendall if I should bring her back too. I'll call you back in 1 minute.

-Okay, I wait. »

Wesley is not mistaken. Less than a minute after hanging up, he calls me back.

“-Kendall is with me. I take my car and we arrive. Where are you ?

-Down the street from the house of the player where I was.

-Very well. In 2 minutes, we are there. »

2 minutes later, I see a car stop in front of me. A door opens and I see Wesley smiling. I sit down next to her and peek out the back where Kendall is staring out her window. She looks lost in thought.

“I'm glad I found an excuse to leave this party. Admits Wesley.

I smile at him. 10 minutes later, I arrive at the building. I thank him again and quickly join my apartment. I would have liked to find Mike, waiting for me with a good hot tea, but he's not there. The apartment is completely empty and cold, like me.

I decide to go take a shower to sober up as much as possible even though I feel like the glasses are gone.

I'm already starting to have a headache. It promises for tomorrow!

I make myself comfortable in my bed and rest. Fortunately, I managed to get out of the clutches of this pervert otherwise it could have gone far.

It's borderline if I would have preferred to sleep with Mike rather than... him. With his perverse smirk, yuck!

Tomorrow I wanted to work on the hotel search but I think it's going to be compromised because I'll probably be good for nothing for the whole day.

I think of Kendall and her blank stare in the car. I wonder what was wrong with her, she who is always full of life.

And Ellie! I have no idea where she's gone, maybe I should send her a message to reassure her, so that she doesn't worry and especially to know if she's fine. I feel better after sending the message, I just hope she reads it.

Am I dreaming or did I just hear the front door open? I get up and listen to the few noises I hear at the door. I slowly crack open my door and peek down both sides of the hallway.

“Oh...Mike! »

Oh.

Then I see a red dress. I only see the back of this person who hides all the upper part of his body thanks to the volume of his hair. Thick, curly red hair.

"Hush..." I heard.

I recognize Mike's whispered voice. He chuckles and I see him kissing this tall redhead full on the mouth. They don't seem to have noticed me. I'm disgusted but I can't leave this vision.

They walk slowly down the hall and pass me without noticing, too caught up in their passionate kisses.

A few days ago, it was me in his place.

The door to his room slams shut and all I hear are muffled noises. They'll do it right next to me. Just in the next room.

Mike is going to have sex with this... girl who looks like Pippi Longstocking with pigtails. In the meantime, it's rather carrot hair female version!

Arh. I turn in all directions. I think, I reflect and I hear. Alright, that's great isolation but since I know what they're doing, I can't stop thinking about it.

The tiny noises eventually stop and I fall asleep peacefully.

The next day, I'm in the kitchen putting away the various objects I took out to make my breakfast when the redhead from the day before finally comes out of Mike's room. She put on a Mike t-shirt that hits her mid-thigh and has messy hair.

She slowly approaches me, smiling.

"Can I make my own lunch?" »

“You get along with Mike. I breathed.

She seems to take it badly and goes back to the room. So much the better. I finish tidying up and go to my room to get some clean clothes.

When I leave the bathroom, I come across Mike and the redhead, visibly laughing. They immediately stop laughing at me and the redhead scratches her throat, embarrassed.

I roll my eyes and go back to my room, which I've decided not to leave for the day. I can't stop hearing them laugh, it exasperates me. At the end of the afternoon, I hear the door slam and I sigh. Finally quiet.