Chapter 5 - sweet eighteen

Chloe's POV

"After this party, I'll make you pay for everything while I claim you as mine," his hand was holding my waist as he guided me into the hall we were celebrating my birthday in, yet it felt like I was being threatened by a knife. 

The party had already started by the time we got in and I was forced to down a couple of drinks which eventually started to make me lose my feels. 

We were in a room to celebrate my birthday, but not a single person out of everyone in the room was my friend. 

I didn't keep friends in school, yet I kept getting birthday wishes with kisses on my cheeks from girls and boys likewise until it was almost midnight and there was only a few of us left. 

"The party is over, I want to go home," I was feeling drowsy and hot. 

Something wasn't right but I couldn't place my hands on it. 

"I'm surprised that you didn't fold, but you won't be going home anytime soon sweetheart, my friends and I want to have some fun with you," Shawn said as he tipped backwards with a push from his index finger and fell to the couch. 

The lightening in the room was alternating between bright cobors and black that I had to close my eyes to avoid getting blinded. 

"What do you mean?" I asked as I tried not to think of the worst thing that could possibly happen. 

"Just what I said. You should know them from school, so they aren't exactly strangers." He said as he climbed on me and pressed his hands on my cheeks to force my mouth open before pouring a very conc and bitter liquid in my mouth. 

"What's this?" It burnt my throat but I had my answer before even he could talk. "You drugged me!" I shouted as I tried to get up from the couch. 

"Don't be so stubborn, it's just twenty minutes to midnight, and I invited my three friends for a little fun," he said with a devilish chuckle as fear started to race through my heart. 

"But I promised to let you have me. You'd be violating me if you brought your friends too," I was losing my reasoning and stumbling on my words which made every second I spent here riskier, but no matter where I turned to, I couldn't seem to find the door and Shawn was having too much fun having his friends block me. 

"They wanted to have a taste of my stubborn fiance and as friends, I couldn't refuse them, so come back here and strip. You can't escape it anyways, because I'll find you wherever you go to and we will take what we want." A maniacal laughter from the four of them followed and I felt my head ring. 

No, this can't be happening. My vision was getting clouded and I had no choice but to feel the walls with my hands. 

"Please don't do this to me, we will be married anyways."

"Like I give a fuck about that," I heard his voice from behind me just as I found the knob of a door. 

He didn't try to stop me and that only spoke levels of his confidence. 

"I booked this whole floor and no elevator stops here, so there is no way you can escape with all of us after you."

"That's right, let's play a game," one of them suggested. 

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Shawn's taunting voice followed and the next minute, he opened the door. 

"Run, little kitten. Whoever catches you will have you first, uhn?" The four of them laughed as I stumbled on my feet and started to run through the unfamiliar grounds of the hotel. 

The lights were unstable, and so was floor that kept shaking with each step I took. 

Not matter the number of corners that I rounded, they still managed to find me, but they always seemed to leave me to run some more until I started to wheeze to get some oxygen in. 

No matter what, I didn't want to give up. It was humiliating and it would scar me for the rest of my life if his evil plans were manifested. 

So I continued to run, hide, get found, get released until I reached the end of the corridor with nowhere else to run to.