Rainbow connection

Nightmares

Hey guys... long time no see... I found this in my drafts and thought I might as well upload it if anyone still cares? 

Hey guys, I'm sorry this ones so dark, I didn't really mean for it to go this far but I enjoyed writing it?

It's also quite a lot longer and I'm not going to do a second part as I quite like where this finishes but I hope you enjoy it!
Anyways trigger warning for sexual abuse etc.

Dianne's heart sunk the minute she woke up and registered it was Friday, or camera block through day now she was 7 weeks into strictly. This year, yeh redhead had been partnered with an English swimmer called Harry who was absolutely amazing. He put the work in, he was improving and the pair had a laugh in the training room, all of which were all Dianne could ask for in a celebrity partner. In fact, Dianne was enjoying this season almost as much as the year she'd competed with Joe, of course it was different, but there was really nothing to complain about.

Except for Evan. Evan was an actor and was partnered with Karen. As far as Dianne was aware, their partnership was going well and the pair had received outstanding scores. Despite the positive onset this season of strictly seemed to have on the surface, Evan had taken a particular interest in Dianne.

To begin with, it seemed like a little bit of banter, nothing the Australian couldn't handle. The occasional wink or inappropriate comment as she walked the corridor was hardly a new experience for Dianne. But each week, on Friday and Saturday, Evan was becoming more and more forward, to the point where it terrified the dancer.

"That was a loud sigh, you alright Dot?" Joe mumbled, hearing Dianne wake up.

"Yeh, I've got to get going, go back to sleep." Dianne whispered, ruffling Joe's floppy morning hair.

"Alright, have a nice day, I'll see you later for the podcast." Joe mumbled, rolling over and quickly falling back to sleep.

"Love you." Dianne whispered, the frown returning to her face when she pictured the dark-haired fuckboy she'd definitely see at some point that day. She packed herself a sandwich and cereal bar, in the hope she'd hopefully rediscover her appetite by lunchtime and she got into the car.

Realistically, Dianne knew she had nothing to fear, the contact she had with the actor was limited and they were never alone, but every time Dianne shut her eyes, she pictured his brown menacing eyes staring her up and down, she felt his hand as it brushed across her bum, squeezing gently as if no one would notice. Of course the exact issue was that no one had noticed. Including Joe, who had spoken to Evan on multiple occasions, both with the podcast and in the star bar before and after the show. Everyone else's ignorance to Evans behaviour only put doubts in Dianne's mind. Was she making it up inside her head for a bit of attention?

Before too long, Dianne found her way to Harry's dressing room, where they could chill and rewatch videos of their training throughout the week. After 3 successful run through of their Charleston, each one improving upon the last, Evan had completely slipped from the forefront of Dianne's mind.

Until he was there, outside Harry's room, lurking and waiting to pounce at the redhead, the second she left.

"Evan, how you feeling this week?" An unsuspecting and innocent Harry asked noticing his presence.

'yeah, not bad mate, I saw you two earlier though and honestly, it was so together and neat, and that choreography is insane Dianne!" Evan replied, winking at Dianne who looked up at the sound of her name.

"Thanks, the Charleston is definitely one of my faves." she said quickly, trying to act normal in front of Harry, who really didn't need to worry about the predicament Dianne had found herself in on top of his weekly nerves.