Chapter 17

                                    

                                          
I’ m going to kill that bastard if I find out he hurt my girl. I get there as fast as I can and burst the door open only to find Aiden on Steph, his hands on her mouth muffling her screams.
“ Get off her you demented pig." I throw Aiden off of Steph.
“ I knew she would call you, she never was a cooperative girl," he sneers, looking over at her sobbing figure in disgust. 
“ What do you want with Steph, Aiden?” I ask, visibly seething
“ I want her, period. You don’ t deserve her," he shouts.
“ And you think you do?" I scoff, “she doesn’ t deserve someone that drugs her and
tries to rape her," I say and the reality of what is happening suddenly dawns on me. 
“ Wait a minute, are you doing what I think you’ re doing?” 
He cackles. “Nice to know you’re catching up."
"You’ re just using her?” 
He tsks, casually waltzing around the room like a low budget movie villain. "I actually really like her, you know." He pauses to glance at her semiconscious state. "but since you do too, it gave me the idea. So here we are."
“You s-sick b-bastard," Steph suddenly stutters from the bed.
“It’ s me you hate, take out your anger on me." 
She wouldn’t be able to handle the humiliation.
“ No, you used and disgraced Samantha. You must feel the same way I felt." 
He suddenly lunges at me and I move out of the way, causing him to knock his face into the wall. I grab him by the collar of his 
shirt and throw him across the room, away from Stephanie. He charges towards me and tackles me to the ground, slamming his fist into my jaw. I flip us over and ram my fist into his face repeatedly, not stopping until I hear Steph's terrified 'stop'. I look down to see this bruised figure already unconscious. I look over at an ashen Steph whose face suddenly goes lax before she passes out. 
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I wake up with the mother of all headaches and still when I feel someone’ s hand around my waist. I turn to meet a beautiful sleeping face. Noah looks so peaceful I couldn’ t help but admire his full lips and long lashes. I stiffen when he suddenly flutters his eyes open, embarassed at the thought of being caught staring. 
“Hey," he says, his minty breath fans my face. How does he not have morning breath?
“ What happened? Why am I here and what time is it?,"  I ask and he removes his hands from my waist to sit up.
“ Uh, you don’ t remember?”
“Well you called me yesterday, scared, and told me that Aiden was acting suspicious. Turns out he spiked your drink and was planning to do to you what I did to Samantha. 
“ Oh and the time is 2:15,"  he adds. 
I gape in shock as it all comes back to me. “My God, how could Aiden do something like this to me, I thought he cared about me."
His jaw clenches. “Well he doesn’ t and I tried to tell you this a million times but now is not the time to apportion blames," he says and gets off the bed. Is he pissed?
“ You don't get to be pissed at me Noah. None of this would have even happened if it weren't for you", I say and he looks away, "but thank you, you came through for me even after everything", I say. He smiles weakly and leaves the room.
Noah has been trying all week to make me feel better but I just couldn’t find it in myself to. What Aiden tried to do is all I can think of and apparently he disappeared immediately after the incident. Noah’ s been feeling 
extremely guilty about what happened to me and I feel kind of bad. I mean, it is his fault but he also did warn me but I didn’ t listen and now I have to live with the memory of this incident for the rest of my life. Lila too feels really bad for me and tried cheering
me up by taking me to the fair, I want to refuse but I also don't want to stay in my room alone so I agree, Noah and Jake too offer to come along.