Playing The Game

Playing The Game - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

I let out a muffled scream. I could see nothing in the dark, but I felt someone’s hot breath on my neck.

“Don’t scream, baby. Don’t worry this will be fun.” I instantly recognized the voice. Joel. Why the hell was he doing this? I screamed again, but he pushed me up against the tiled wall, making me whimper. “Don’t waste your breath, no one will hear you anyway,” he growled.

He pushed his body up against mine and slowly took his hand away from my mouth. I didn’t bother screaming this time. He was right; no one would be able to hear me over the music downstairs. His hands slowly trailed down my hips to my thighs, and he slid his hands up my skirt. I felt a tear slide down my cheek as I thought about what he was going to do to me.

Suddenly the door flung open and the lights came back on. Joel jumped away from me as some guy walked in. I’d seen Mason talking to him earlier. He was looking at Joel, shocked, but when he looked at me and saw the state I was in his expression turned angry.

“Joel!! What the hell are you doing man?!” the guy cried.

Joel scowled. He looked like he was about to say something, but I wasn’t gonna wait around to hear it. I pushed past the guy and raced down the stairs as fast as I could. I looked frantically around for Allie. I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. If I ran into Mason or Rhys they’d ask questions and I really didn’t feel like going into details right now, especially when Joel could come down here any minute, and there was no way I ever wanted to see his face again.

Finally, I spotted Allie talking to a girl with long dark hair and rushed over to her, grabbing her arm.

“Allie, we have to go now,” I told her.

“Just hold on a seco—” she began, but she stopped when she turned to look at me. “Rubi! What happened to you?”

“I’ll tell you after, but we have to leave.”

Allie turned back to the girl she was talking to, who was looking at me with a worried expression on her face. “Sorry Mandy,” Allie said. “I have to go. I’ll call you later, okay?”

Mandy nodded. “Are you okay?” she asked me. “Is there anything I can do to help you?” She seemed really nice, and looked like she really wanted to help me out. But I shook my head.

“I’m fine. I just need to leave. Thanks anyway.”

She nodded again and gave me a sympathetic smile. Then she turned to Allie. “Talk to you later, Allie.” She smiled brightly and walked off.

I dragged Allie out the front door, when suddenly I remembered we’d gotten here by limo and we didn’t have our cars. I burst into tears.

Allie gripped my arm. “Rubi, what’s wrong? What happened in there?”

I shook my head. “I’ll tell you later. But first we have to figure out how to get back to your car,” I said through my tears.

She bit her lip. “Why don’t we call a taxi?”

“Do you know the address of this place?”

“No,” she replied with a frown. “Oh! I know! I’ll text Rhys.”

I raised my eyebrows. “You got Rhys’ number?”

She grinned and nodded happily while she dug her phone from her bag. She started texting Rhys, fingers moving rapidly over the buttons on her phone. Within ten minutes she had gotten the address and called a taxi. Ten minutes after that we were in the taxi and on our way to the antique shop where Allie’s car was parked. I wouldn’t tell her what happened at the party with taxi driver present, and she seemed agitated to get to her car and find out what happened. Finally the taxi driver pulled up right next to Allie’s car, and I paid and we both hopped out. Once we were in her car she started it and began driving towards my house.