【Lust & Torture】Ch.9┌Panic is knocking on your door┘

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Chapter 9┘
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A/N: Beth's behavior has been explained at the end of chapter 7.
⚠️Signs of a panic attack, vulgar display/language, abusive behavior, you have been warned.

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[House, bathroom, night]

"Go away!"

She screamed.

"Beth, let me at least help you with-"

"I don't want your help nor your pity."

Damian did not understand her strange behavior.

He never encountered a woman that wasn't pleased with his hands all over her, and right now he was fuming with this girl.

He felt rejected for just wanting to help her.

He noticed her gloomy eyes becoming undetached as if she was on drugs, which she wasn't.

What has happened to this girl?

He asked himself, trying once more to help her up.

She stared at him intensely.

"Don't come any closer!"

She said once more, feeling herself drowning deeper than she was before.

It seemed that she couldn't take steady breaths by herself.

Damian was at a loss, his brows furrowed looking at her intensely, he just couldn't figure her out.

And it bothered him a whole lot.

She didn't know what got into her.

"I just want you out of there right now!"

She whispered, almost soundlessly, but Damian heard her.

She then, abruptly, stopped sobbing and tried to get the aid kit from the floor.

"Crap."

She was still holding onto the sink. She had to go lower to reach it, which wasn't easy.

She wasn't even near it when a piercing pain sliced in her chest. Her head automatically grabbed the fabric near her heart.

Damian panicked, for once in his life, he felt an ounce of fear, and it was for this girl.

He shook his head and tried to help her up once more.

Weak.

She felt weak right now. In front of someone, she don't even know she had had an episode in front of this man.

"PATHETIC!"

She yelled, taking Damian aback.

He looked at her again, she felt her skin burning.

The man had no idea how to deal with girls, especially this one.

She cursed to herself, trying harder to reach the aid kit.

Damian couldn't take it anymore.

His cold self came out crushing every doubt he and Beth had at the moment.

"Oh, for fucks sake!"

Damian picked Beth up and put her next to the sink, steadying her.

"Move and I will make you suffer."

He threatened her, which made her shriek back to herself.

Real fear consumed her mind, pushing everything else aside.

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