Chapter 4 Cruel Lesson

• " You don't need to do anything to me. " I snorted and tried to raise my hand. My limbs seemed to not belong to me, and the touch of my own fingers on my face felt so alien and unreal.
• " How much do you charge for the night? I'll pay several times more. " the words sounded in the silence, and I opened my eyes slightly.
• The man in front of me was unbuttoning his shirt, and a wave of horror ran through my body. It would have been fine if I were in a normal state, but right now I could barely move my tongue and it seemed like I was being taken for an easy target.
• " Get lost! I don't sleep with guys for money! " I hissed angrily, and a weight suddenly fell on me. If only it were pleasant sleepy bonds, and not what I was thinking about right now. My worst fears were confirmed, and the weight began to move. The cool air touched my chest and a sob escaped my lips.
• " If you don't sleep with clients of this club, then what is a girl like you doing here? " a voice sounded right by my ear, and my eyelids lifted again. Before my eyes was a man's bare shoulder, emitting a pleasant woody scent. Fear gripped me seriously and finally made my brain work.
• " I was just hanging out with friends. I'm not staff and I have a VIP card."
• " I almost believed." The man chuckled, and one of the halves of his chest seemed to burn with fire. I jerked and raised my hands to understand what was happening. "And I might have believed that you were innocent by this cute reaction to my touch, but your provocative outfit says otherwise. Only escort girls dress like this here."
• " What are you doing? Stop it! I really just came to relax with friends." I shouted as a stranger's persistent knee wedged between my legs and firmly pressed into my groin. Something pleasant shot through the lower abdomen, and an incredible tremor spread throughout my body."
• " Friends?" A hoarse voice laughed in the silence. "Your friends gladly accepted my assistant's offer for a night with you. Moreover, it seems they drugged you with something. Is this how friends behave? I have only one person who has earned the title of friend, but even so, I can tell you for sure that it shouldn't be like this."
• " You can't say for sure." I could barely speak. My eyes no longer opened, and I couldn't force myself to resist the man's burning touches. "You don't know them!"
• " Just a minute ago, I doubted, my sweet little blonde." The voice whispered near my ear. "But I'd better teach you a lesson that you will remember for life. Remember, next time someone much worse could be in my place, so I suggest you reconsider your circle of friends."
• I couldn't say anything in response. Why can't I speak? Something slippery travels along the walls of my mouth, not allowing me to even inhale. My lips move, but my throat produces no sound. The movements stopped, and the hot air touched my moist lips.
• " You are so sweet. " I heard the last words, and then there was pain. Sharp and piercing, tearing my body apart. I wanted to break free from this captivity, but it sucked me back in and prevented me from regaining consciousness. Gradually, the pain subsided and something new and so pleasant took its place. My scream filled the silence and everything dissolved in a haze.
• ***
• My head was aching, and my eyelids stubbornly refused to open at my call. Did those three actually get me drunk? By the signs, I had a real hangover. With a groan, I opened my eyes and couldn't understand where I was. The dim light filled the space of the small room, but even so, I could recognize my naked body in this semi"darkness. Horror engulfed me and made me jump up. With trembling fingers, I reached into my own intimacy and was stunned. It was wet and sticky. Even without such experience, I understood perfectly well that I had spent the night with a man and lost my virginity."
• Tears streamed from my eyes and my throat constricted with spasms. New sobs broke out from my lips and gradually turned into real sobbing. Removing my hand from the painful spot, I leaned my fingers on the sheets and felt something underneath them that felt like paper. Through the watery veil covering my eyes, I looked around and discovered a large amount of high"denomination bills on the bed around me. Not only did the first person I encountered deprive me of the most valuable thing I had carefully guarded, but he also paid for this night as if I were just a cheap whore."
• Rage and hatred flared up within me with incredible force. I remembered everything, except for the act itself, which remained behind the scenes of my consciousness.
• I will strangle Christina when I get to that scum!
• My things were lying on the edge of the bed and I hurriedly gathered them. My whole body ached, and my lower abdomen twisted with a dull pain, reminding me every second of what had happened. I also collected the money, not because I needed it, but to throw it in the face of that scoundrel who dared to do such a thing to a helpless girl. Finding myself in the club's corridor, I descended to the first floor, relieved to discover that the establishment was already closed. No one sees my shame and pitiful state.
• "Where are you going, girl!" an irritated female voice rang out, and a mop with a wet cloth passed over my feet. "Go through the back door and don't walk on the clean floor!"
• I turned to a woman of a rather advanced age, who was looking at me now with disapproval and a hint of disdain. Damn, this sucks!
• "Where's the back door?" I asked uncertainly.
• "As if you don't know? Or is this your first time doing something like this?" she replied.
• A lump formed in my throat and I struggled to hold back a new wave of tears.
• "Where's the way out?" I asked loudly and confidently, and they pointed me in the direction of the ladies' room.
• I rushed to the salvation of the door as if a horde of bloodthirsty zombies were chasing me, and my life depended on whether I could escape from this room.
• The rays of the scorching sun touched my skin, and my soul felt even more wretched. How could I have fallen for Christina's tricks so carelessly? I knew perfectly well that she was a lousy friend, so why did I act so recklessly? Calling a taxi, all I could dream of now was to quickly wash away the shame that had soaked my body. Fortunately, my parents were not at home, nor was my sister, so I easily made my way to my room and spent over an hour crying in the bathroom, soaking in hot water. Apparently, this was the difference between me and Valery. She would never have ended up in such a situation, trying to prove something to someone. I was to blame for what happened to me. Perhaps this is the cruelest lesson from fate, but luckily no one knows about it. And no one will ever know. I will keep it a secret and try to forget all this humiliation.
• Why was it only after such a kick that I had to reassess my position and attitude towards life? It turned out that I didn't have any friends at all, but it's better to be alone than in such company. However, it didn't mean that I would forgive all these nasty things done by my former girlfriend.
• Once my tears had completely dried, I changed my clothes and, while my body still vividly remembered what had happened, I wanted to confront this red"haired scoundrel and show her how serious her mistake was."