Chapter 2

Reece carelessly moved on the bed, his eyes open to the unfamiliar environment. He could not help but try to register the happenings of the previous day when bit by bit the memories came flooding his vision.

 His whole body instantly went into another wave of pain, he glanced over his hands and every bit of his pale white skin carried marks he wanted to hide so badly. 

Turning his head trying to recall more of the unfamiliar environment, he notices the back of the tall figure by the balcony casually sipping through a cup of coffee. 

Reece did not want to see him, his memory of the night before was blurry and difficult to make out details. The pain was real but aside from the pain, there was nothing else he wanted to recall of that terrible night.

 He did not wish to see the perpetrators of his pain hence choosing to leave without his knowledge was the best outcome for both of them. He was certain to never visit the club again and that should be the end of them. But executing had more to it than planning. 

He winced in pain trying to sit up, every fiber of his body ached, and he let out small whimpers covering his mouth trying hard not to alert the man from the balcony. As Reece struggled to get on his feet, he felt even more pain on both feet. 

“You're awake” the cold voice startled him making him lose his balance falling backwards. Reece braced himself for more pain but unlike what he had expected, strong arms caught him mid-air carefully circling his waist and pulling his tiny body towards the hard chest.

 Reece did not think, the moment his senses got back he pushed the stranger letting himself fall back to the bed. He slowly moved backward not wanting to be close to the man before him. 

“What's wrong?” the stranger asked with a soft laugh. 

Reece wanted to scream, he wanted to shout and yell at him. He was asking him what was wrong. Couldn't he see what he had done to him? You raped me… you fcking raped me that's what's wrong... But these words could only be repeated in his head and not allowed. 

Reece was scared, he moved his way backwards even more creating as much space possible between the both of them. His eyes burned with fury and rage just watching the man before him smirk like he had done something good. 

“I am off for college” The mysterious man walks away heading for the wardrobe. Reece watched him dress and soon he was ready to leave. He casually walked over placing a cold kiss on his forehead before exiting the room. Reece held on tight to the sheets, rage spreading through every fiber of his body. Since the stranger was gone, he did not dwell much on his pain. 

He carefully picked up his phone from the side table checking the time and as expected it was time for him to be in school and not some hotel or wherever he was at the moment. 

Reece could see he had a ton of messages and certainly, it was from home and his friends. He chose to reply, but after taking care of himself.

 He walked into the bathroom, and surprisingly a hot bath had been prepared. He did not want to overthink, he slowly got in sulking himself deep into the sorting water wincing a little from the cuts from his lower region. 

Reece spent 30 minutes and only stepped out when he felt strong enough. He walks out with a towel tight around his lower region, only to find his clothes in treads. 

There was no saving it, sighing in defeat, he walked over to the wardrobe and there stood a pair of white pants and a pink hoodie. He hurried, got dressed, picked what was left of his items, and walked out of the room. 

The room did not lead him to a hallway as he had expected, rather he walked into a massive living area with many doors, only then did he understand that he was not taken to any hotel but an apartment. 

Reece did not pass time looking around, this was the last place he wished to come back to, he quickly gathered himself walking out of the apartment. The yard was huge and the gate stood right in front of him, but it felt so far-reaching it, his lower region was on fire, every step sent waves of pain to his entire being. 

He held on to the wall for support as he passed his way outside. He stood by the road and soon his cap came. Reece settled in taking out his phone to reply to the ton of messages. His younger sister had been the only one to text from home 

“Happy birthday to the best big brother ever, I know this is coming late but I did wait for you but you didn't come home. Have a blast and enjoy yourself, call me when you're free” Reece could not hold on much longer to his tears as they fell freely onto his phone screen. 

His sister had been waiting for him all through the night and he was getting the most painful memory of his life. He read a few more messages from his friends and chose to ignore them. He was too tight and leaned in for a nap. The ride to school was not a quick one and he arrived only after the first class was done. 

Reece walked into the school building trying as hard as he could to keep his walking style normal, he did not want gossip spreading about him. It was a relief when he got to his second class before everyone else. 

He takes his usual seat at the front patiently waiting for the class to commence. In no time students flocked their way in and so did the teacher, Reece had bent his head over his desk relaxing before the beginning of class, but like a dream, he heard it. 

The voice that he will never forget. He snaps out of his thoughts, raising his head to face the front. There the devil stood. “Hi everyone, I am Professor Ayan Turker, I am the newly transferred teacher. I will be taking you in history”