FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIM - HER FIRST LOVE

Nathan came to pick her up in a black cab and acted all gentlemanly by greeting her with a bouquet of red roses. She didn’t miss how his eyes greedily roamed all over her form.

“You look lovely,” Nathan said, drooling as a dog would after seeing a bone. Bianca smirked in satisfaction. The effort she invested in her makeup seemed to be successful. It wasn’t like Bianca wanted to impress him. She just wanted to keep him interested for the time being.

He took her to the nearest restaurant for dinner. The cab dropped them at their destination in no time and drove away after Nathan paid the fare.

“Are you planning to get me drunk?” Bianca teased when Nathan ordered two strong beers. He shook his head in denial and immediately cancelled the order for drinks. Bianca raised a sceptical eyebrow, not buying his gentlemanly conduct. They ate food in silence. A few minutes later, Bianca went to the washroom.

It was strange that suddenly she felt dizzy. She rushed out of the washroom only to bump into Nathan. Surprisingly he was waiting for her at the door. “What are you doing here,” she asked. He wrapped an arm around her waist to support her weight as her feet stumbled. Slowly her vision blurred.

The food was too spicy for her liking, and she drank a lot of water. The wheels turned inside her sharp brain. “You bastard, you’ve spiked my water with a drug,” she stated, hands fishing for the cell phone inside her purse.

“Don’t bother, baby. You’re only wasting time,” Nathan said, snatching the phone from her hand. Her words slurred as she tried to speak while her tongue felt numb inside her mouth. Dizziness made her head feel heavy. Nathan took advantage of her half-conscious state and forced her head on his shoulder, tightening his hold on her waist.

For any onlookers, it would seem as though boyfriend and girlfriend were out on a romantic walk as Nathan guided her towards the car.

Bianca could hardly struggle when Nathan shoved her inside the car. She recognised it wasn’t a cab because Nathan spoke to the driver as if they were friends.

After a few minutes, they stopped at a gas station away from the residential vicinity. Nathan and his friend got down and dragged Bianca out of the car. They took her to an old house behind the gas station, and Nathan knocked on the door impatiently.

The door opened to reveal five other boys who seemed older than the two teenagers who dragged Bianca. The house looked too small from the inside, a hall, a room and a kitchen. There were two sets of small couches, and the lighting was dim. The boys had cameras in their hands.

“We’re ready, come on, bring her in,” said one of the boys. Bianca forced her eyelids to stay open while she scanned her surroundings. “Nathan, why did you bring me here? Who are these people, and what are you up to?” she asked. She regretted not giving heed to her best friend’s warning.

“Aw, don’t be afraid, baby,” one of the boys cooed at her. Bianca swatted his hand away when he traced a finger on her jawline. “She’s so pretty and hot, Nate. We’re going to make so much money,” the boy said, taking his shirt off. Nathan laughed, undoing the button of his pants.

“What are you doing? Don’t touch me, you bastard,” Bianca yelled, kicking her legs as Nathan and other boys hovered over her. Her foot came in contact with Nathan’s crotch harshly, making him groan in pain.

“Oh, she’s the tough one. Let me handle her,” said another boy and grabbed her hair while forcing her to drink something. It smelled like cheap whiskey, and Bianca knew it was spiked too. Nathan confirmed her doubt when he spoke.

“Bianca baby, just fifteen minutes and the drug will work. You won’t remember anything after that. So let me tell you something before your brain gets intoxicated,” Nathan said, smiling maliciously. Bianca widened her eyes in shock at what she heard. They were going to film her while having sex.

“You’re going to be a famous porn star when the video goes viral on the internet,” Nathan said. Anger burst through Bianca’s eyes. She reached for the whiskey bottle near the couch and knocked it on the boy’s head, who tried to rip her clothes off.

Someone banged on the door impatiently. One of the boys clamped a hand on Bianca’s mouth to stop her from screaming for help, while Nathan held her legs captive. Another boy went to the door, muttering a curse. He cried in pain as soon as the door opened. Even though her vision blurred, Bianca could recognise her best friend, who barged in after punching the one who opened the door.

Michael took out his blade from his boot and twirled it between his fingers, eyes scanning Bianca’s form to check if she was hurt. Her hair was messy, but her makeup was still intact, meaning he wasn’t too late. Nathan panicked when Michael shot him a death glare.

The one who got punched pounced on Michael, fist ready to smash into his face. Michael was quick with his feet and moved his blade swiftly, which cut a line on the boy’s forearm. He cursed, crying in pain again. Michael had him in a headlock and pointed his blade at his neck, a silent warning for others not to move.

“Hands off, you asshole,” Michael barked, glaring at Nathan. “Or else I’ll kill him,” he promised. They thought he was bluffing. Who would believe a teenage boy from a prestigious school with a reputed family background would indulge in a crime like murder? Huh, if only they knew.

Michael tightened his grip around the blade before stabbing it into the boy’s thigh. He pulled it out only to thrust it back. The boy under his hold screamed in agony. Michael shifted his blade back to the boy’s neck. The others pulled their hands off Bianca in a flash when Michael made a show of slicing their friend’s neck.

“Are you okay, Captain?” Michael asked, and Bianca chuckled, happy that her best friend reached her in time. “My motorbike is parked at the door. Go outside and start it. I’ll be right behind you. Can you do that?” he asked. Bianca had learnt to ride the motorbike before Michael could. Hunter had taught her when his father gifted him his first motorbike.

“My legs are numb, my vision is blurry, and I’m dizzy. They drugged me,” Bianca spoke in a stutter. Michael cursed. “It’s okay, Captain. We’ll be out in a few minutes, don’t worry,” he assured. She did not doubt it. She knew he would bring her home safe.

One of Nathan’s friends hurled a camera at Michael when he was focused on Bianca, knocking the blade off his hand. Michael dodged the blow when another boy attempted to punch him.

Crouching down, he picked up his switchblade from the floor and with a quick, smooth slide, he passed through the boy’s legs before plunging the blade into his inner thigh. However, he didn’t see Nathan coming from behind and smashing a bottle on his neck.