A headache, a pounding one—thats what you woke up to, your body sore, your mind spinning. Where are you?

Then, as if a water dam broke, it all came flooding back to you; a night at the club, loud music, heavy liquor and…him.

Rafe. He did this, he drugged you up and now you don’t know where you even are. Fuck, this was bad.

The night was long, him begging for you to go out with him, ‘give him a chance.’ But you just ignored it, but now here you were, he had the upper hand now, he was in control.

“Hey, look who woke up.” You heard a voice say jokingly. Immediately, you knew who it was, and your head almost exploded with agony. “What’s the issue, sleeping beauty? The pill a tad too strong for you?” Rafe teases, his lips curling into a smirk.

You don’t say anything, your face says just how disgusted you were with him. He leans in, his lips grazing your ear, “Should’ve thought of that when you didn’t want to go out with me.” He whispers, giving you goosebumps.

You scowl at his words, turning away, but almost instantly, he grabs your chin and holds it in place. “Go out with me.” He says, more of a demand than a question.

You don’t falter at his grip, but your heart picked up speed, your body tensing up. “That’s your way of asking me on a date? Not sure I like your manners.” You say, your voice flat, almost casual.

He laughs, playing along with your little game. “I asked you nicely last night, and you said no,” He says, his voice more grave now. “And look where that got you.” He shoots, letting your cheek go. “If I were you, I’d be careful.” He taunts as he crosses his arms, his eyes roaming over your body.

You didn’t want to admit it, but he was right—What were you going to do? Run away? That was nearly impossible. You sigh, regretting the words before they even leave your mouth.

“Fine. I’ll do it.” You say, your voice trembling with anger. He smiles at your words, finally, you agreed with him. “Good girl, now the fun begins.”