Our Nightmarish Passion

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If your sensitive to self harm, sexual assault, sexual abuse, detailed and grotesque sex scenes. I'd advise not to read. If you're not then have fun? This is rated red for a reason!!!

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4. {Part Three} Someone New

My dream was weird yet compelling. A flashback to my high school years, around five or four years ago. Around the time Alex and I decided to become a couple.

Briiiiiiiing!

The school bell almost makes my ears bleed due to the loud and sudden ringing. I'm more used to it since I've experienced it for almost the full high school years. They used to have a nicer and quieter bell but they replaced it for whatever reason. I grab my bag and slip it onto my shoulders. I look around me to wait for the other students to leave the art classroom. I shortly follow after and I walk slowly out the doors to the parking lot, I walk to my car and try to unlock it with my jacked up key.

"Hey." A soft and silent voice subtly said, a hand placed on my shoulder. I stopped in my tracks, a small trace of anxiety rides up my spine. I turn to face Alex. He's popular, insanely popular, I'll normally turn a corner and find a girl swooning over him. The real question is, why is he in my general area? I'm probably the most silent and awkward girl in the school.

"Florencia. Right?" He questioned. I nodded in response.

"Beautiful name. It even has the spanish word for flower in there." He smiled at me, god he's dashing.

"I know. My dad used to call me Flower." I respond, surprisingly not stuttering.

"Used to?"

"Mhmm. He's in jail. Drug smuggling." I never talked about my dad, the thought of him mades me sad. I looked up at Alex, his hispanic features almost remind me of my dad. His face looks surprised and he laughs softly.

"Well that sucks." He laughs out, I nod and laugh too. Alex's hazel eyes looked at me, his hand rubbed at my sensitive shoulder. The touch sends a hard blush to my face. Alex notices and took advantage of the moment to kiss me. I guess he isn't much of a talker. He moves too fast. He pulls away from me with a wide smirk on his face. I step back with my hand placed over my mouth, he stole my first kiss. I slap him, making him stumble backwards.

"I guess now's the time not to invite you to my party tonight." He laughs out, his hand on his slowly bruising face.

"What?"

"I throwing a party tonight, parents aren't home. I'm asking you to be my date."

"Why? I barely know you." I shouldn't ask this, but I'm way too curious. He only laughs and pulls me into a hug. He's warm and smells like sweat and cigarettes.

"Barely knowing me makes it more exciting. Doesn't it?" His eyebrow raised in a smug look. I only nod.

"Is that a yes?"

"Fine I'll go. Only if there's good music." I remark, quite smugly. He laughs and picks me up, bridal style. Surprised, I squirm out of his grip. I grab my keys and enter my car, he holds the door open.

"Look pretty for me, 'kay babe?"

I only roll my eyes at his smug comment.

"Watch your feet." I back out of my spot, the door closing while I back away. I look in my mirror, Alex's arms are crossed and his eyes looked worried.

That Night

I walk out of my house, with my mom sleeping soundly it was easy to walk out and not cause any suspicion. I chew at my lip, nervous. I was wearing a yellow dress with a jean jacket with my white tennis shoes. I walk down the street, he only lived a few blocks away. I stare up at the night sky and daydream. A drop of rain falls on my face. Not long after it was pouring. I'm comfortable with rain so it's fine. I arrive at a house blaring with lights and music. I enter the house that's crowded with people. I ring out my hair and I walk over to the couch, closest to the speakers. The music choice is alright. I close my eyes and listen. Not minding the riot of noises happening around me. I open my eyes due to somebody kissing my cheek. I turn to see Alex.

"Hey" he smiles at me.

"Hey" I smile back, he grabs my hand and takes me out to the back, revealing a crowded backyard, I look at the pool.

"I dare you to jump." He whispers in my ear. I only nod, I start taking off my dress, revealing only bra and leggings I wear underneath. With my newfound confidence I take off my socks and shoes and walk onto the diving board. I just stand there for a minutes, loving the cool rain against my skin. I jump and do a small flip before falling backwards into the water. I let myself sink to the bottom, the pool isn't really that deep. I decide to stay there for a while longer, not caring for water going into my nose or eyes. I can hold my breath for a long time. Can I? Fuck, I forgot how to swim. All the air pressuring against my throat suddenly left my body. Why can't I move? It must've been a minute or two. My open mouth stung with the slight chlorine taste. I use all my strength to 'stand up' in the water and outstretched my hand. God I feel suffocated. C'mon...somebody... My vision grows dark, I only felt somebody grab my hand.

I open my eyes, I cough out spurts of water, some blood spotted the grotesque water. I clutch my chest and sit up. I'm in a bedroom now, yet it isn't mine. Was it all just a weird dream? I notice my almost naked and damp body. No it wasn't. I sit up just as somebody was about to leave, I yell out a thanks and I didn't hear anything. The party must've been over. All I heard was the storm outside. It was strange that my body tensed up like that. Right when I hit the water my body just felt stuck.

I stand up and search the drawers, trying to find a shirt. I grab one and slip it on, it's baggy and oversized but I don't care. I head downstairs, there's only a few guys, including Alex with some girls.

"Hey... What time is it?" I ask, rubbing my irritated eyes.

"Eleven Fifty. Why?" Alex says.

"I just should be getting home..." I sigh, hugging at my stomach. Alex only shakes his head, he looks disappointed. He grabs my hand and pulls me playfully down onto his lap.

"Have fun for once. Geez..." One of his friends laughs out. I only roll my eyes and adjust myself comfortably onto Alex's lap.

"So. Does everybody need to be introduced to you, Florencia?" Alex asks smugly. I only shake my head but stare at a guy silently leaning against the wall, I point to him.

"Oh, Daren? Yeah he's just my older cousin, by like one year." Alex remarks, a slight tint of hatred in his voice. Daren looks at me and smiles. He's the guy that left the room when I woke up, but why? The group talks and goofs around until midnight, but I couldn't stop looking towards Daren every once in a while. Alex says I can stay at his house since I didn't bring my car and the storm was getting terribly bad.

I help Alex and Daren clean up after the party, everything was either great from sweat, vomited on or coated with the fruity cocktail served at the party. In shorter description, everything stank and was somewhat moist. Disgusting. After the cleaning of the general living room area, I pull out a blanket and pillow and lay back on the plush couch. I sigh and let my eyes close as the storm goes on. It doesn't scare me, but when I'm in another house it sets an eerie feeling. Before I fall completely asleep, a firm kiss plants itself on my forehead. I couldn't hold back a blush and a smile.

Then I fell asleep, not wanting to think of the consequences.

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