Anastasia slowly awoke with a throbbing headache.
As she opened her eyes, the blinding sunlight caused her vision to swim.
Glancing around in confusion, she realized this unfamiliar room was not her own.
The furnishings and strange wall color brought on further disorientation.
Struggling to sit up only intensified her dizziness.
She desperately tried to recall how she ca to be here, but her mory was an empty haze.
Then, fragnts started coming back - the fight between her parents back at ho, crying and running in the rain, reaching Nicholas’s house and crying in his embrace from the night before.
But was she really that tired and sad to the point of blacking out?
An uneasy feeling rose in her stomach.
Grasping that she must be at Nicholas’s ho did nothing to shed light on why.
this was clearly his personal space.
Her pounding head sought resolution, but first, she needed to steady herself, and questioning her friend seed the only path forward to understand why she was dizzy a bit and her mories were foggy.
With unsteadiness, she rose to find Nicholas and hopefully so clarity on this missing ti.
She imdiately panicked and sat up, only to be shocked when she noticed her clothes were not on.
She is naked.
she gasped so loud when she looked at the other side of the bed, only to find her friend Nick... Unconscious.
he had bruises all over his body, neck, and waist, his slim body looked wrecked, and there were tear stains on his face, sweat stains, and tear stains on his pillow.
What has she done?
Did they have sex yesterday?
No, not possible... this can not be.
Anastasia gasped when she removed the blanket only to find the bed sheets with blood stains on them, there was dried cum on Nickolas’s butt and private parts.
Tears started running down her face when she realized that she hurt her friend.
What has she done?
Oh god... did she ra... no She can not do it...
Anastasia was growing concerned for her friend who was unconscious on the other side of the bed.
She imdiately began nudging him in an effort to rouse him from his unresponsive state.
But no matter how much she shook him, he would not wake up.
Worried that sothing may be seriously wrong with him, Anastasia went to check his pulse to make sure his heart was still working.
And thankfully, his heart was working just fine, a sigh of relief escaped from her mouth.
Knowing she needed to do sothing quickly to wake her friend up, Anastasia hurried to draw a bath, filling the tub with warm water.
Then, using her strength, she lifted her friend’s limp body from the couch and carried him into the bathroom which was easy, considering the fact that he was really light and the fact that as a true blood, she could lift cars with no issues at all.
She gently laid him in the filled tub, allowing the warm scented water to envelop his pallid skin.
After a short while, he began regaining consciousness, though still disoriented.
Anastasia remained by his side, steadying and reassuring him as he woke.
Once he was fully roused, Anastasia lifted her friend from the tub and dried him off with a towel.
Eager to soothe any lingering unease, she then brought him painkillers and water in his weakened state.
Deeply concerned, Anastasia sat beside Nicholas and helped him take his pain dication with water.
Although she did not recall the previous night’s events, fear gripped her that she may have caused him harm.
"I’m sorry, I’m sorry for what I did. I will accept any punishnt." She repeated apology after apology while he took his painkillers, though she did not what she was apologizing for exactly but she did not need to be a scientist to know what she had done yesterday to Nick to make him wake up in that state.
In her confusion and worry, the words tumbled out endlessly.
Nicholas stopped her escalating apologies with a question. "Why are you apologizing, Anastasia? I told you yesterday that I got you and I’m happy you ca to my house when you needed soone with you." he spoke gently as she assisted him.
Her mory was blank, yet guilt and uncertainty swirled within over what couldn’t be rembered.
She looked at him strangely and asked " I- I r-r-.... raped you..."
His eyes widened as he imdiately shook his head "What? Raped who? What are you talking about? No, you didn’t. You didn’t rape or rape anyone else. What the hell are you saying?"
She felt a bit relieved that she had not done it, she would have been able to forgive herself but by looking at his body, she couldn’t stop beating herself for that "Then why is your body all bruised up? And you were bleeding and barely breathing. I don’t rember what happened exactly, but I rember you crying and in pain."
He helped her to sit next to him and gently cupped her face " Calm down, Anastasia. You did not hurt at all, we just got carried away and had sex... You happened to be a bit rough on but I’m fine, really. I was more than okay with it. You did not force to do anything."
He was smiling, and even hugged her, but she could not forgive herself for hurting her friend...
The sight of those bruises on his body and the blood on the sheet will not leave her mind.
She should have been a bit gentler on him because he is an oga and also her only friend...
Well, not really just her friend anymore, because what kind of friends have sex and kiss?
"O-okay, I’m glad I didn’t force it or anything. I don’t like this, I’m sorry. I just would hate to scare you away, Nick." She pauses to gulp and hug him back, still apologizing before slowly pulling away from the hug and asking "Wait, Why don’t I rember anything?"
Anastasia asked as she softly broke the hug completely.
Nickolas seed nervous as he glanced at the cup of tea he gave her yesterday "That tea I gave you yesterday... I just wanted you to sleep a little and forget about the problem with your parents, but we kissed and got carried away and I could not stop you because I didn’t want to stop you."
She stared at him silently but her silent switch into bitterness as she pushed his hands away "Did you drug ?"
Nickolas panicked and stood up trying to hold her hand but she pushed his hand off of hers " I didn’t an for this to happen, I promise. I just thought it might help you sleep and just forget what happened at ho."
"By fucking drugging ? And I was the one worried about hurting or scaring you." She spat out before walking backward, feeling betrayed "I never wanted to have sex with you."
Nickolas looked at her in confusion and asked " What? But what are we? I thought we were sothing. I thought you liked back. What about all the dates that we had together? I thought we were together."
Her eyes flashed red as she glared at him " What are we? We are friends, just friends. What dates? When did I or you say those were dates? And even if we wanted to be more than just friends, drugging to make fuck you is not the way to ask for a relationship with . I can’t believe you did this to , Nick."
Tears ford in his eyes, as he tried to hold her hand again and apologize but she just pushed him away, which made him fall to the floor because of how weak his body was right now and because of how strong her force was.
"Don’t ever talk to again. I don’t want to ever see your face again. You used when I was at my weakest. Fuck you, Nick."
That was the last thing she said before jumping from his window, shifting into her wolf form in the air before landing on the ground then she sprinted away through the woods while still hearing him sobbing in his room.
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It had been two weeks since Anastasia last saw Nick at his house, obeying her wish for no contact.
Yet she felt his lingering stares at school.
Her father stord out that night in anger over the oga, leaving Anastasia’s mother weeping daily in her closed room.
Fed up with the drama, Anastasia withdrew into a numb routine.
Today in the library, Nick joined her table unexpectedly.
In those two weeks, he did not try to get any closer to her so why was he here now all of a sudden?
Upon seeing him, Anastasia rose to leave, but Nick grasped her hand begging pardon. "I’m sorry, I’ll do anything to make you forgive ."
Glaring, she pulled away. "Then stay away from ." Nick said weakly, "I can’t do that." Confused, she demanded why.
Shafully he replied, "I’m pregnant."
Anastasia gave no reaction, staring coldly. "That’s not my problem."
"It’s yours," Nick pleaded.
Calmly she said, "Abort it then." what she said shocked him as he cried out, "I can’t, it’s our child!"
Chuckling darkly, she countered, "Our? I don’t recall agreeing to this. We’re fifteen, I don’t want to be a parent." As Nick begged her guidance, she insisted bitterly, "I told you to abort it. Solve this problem alone, you ruined everything between us with your stupidity."
With that, Anastasia gathered her things and departed, tears falling down Nick’s face as he absorbed her harsh words.
The painful mory of their lost friendship lingered with them both.
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