the possessive love

present EVELYN I am at a party with Olivia, my best friend.we are in a corner and drinking coke. She is the one who has the baddest ideas to make your life a living circus, whereas I am the friend who just goes along with her ideas to make her happy. It's funny how some time ago I would have discarded the idea without giving it a second thought, but now I am not the same girl anymore. "Hey, where is your boy toy, Evelyn?" 'You mean my boyfriend, Olive?' I asked Olivia with a teasing smile. She was the only one who didn't like my boyfriend theo, or in her language 'my boy toy'. When Theo and I started dating, it was frustrating to see them not getting along, as Theo gets along with everyone, but now I like the peace with Olivia, as the only place he doesn't come to hang out to see me is when I meet her. "No, I mean your vibrator, Evelyn, since your asshole boyfriend can't even make you come." Now she was the one who was teasing me. 'He can make me come olive, just not during sex.' I know girls should not discuss their s*x lives with their friends, but when she saw me crying on the night which was supposed to be a special night for me, she had already sensed what had happened. I could not tell her all the details. I just told her how I could not handle the pain because it was my first time and I cried because it was not good. What I could not tell her was how Theo was not gentle with me and how, after that, I could not come during s*x, because every time my body was scared that the pain would come back and would not let go. She thinks we always refer to that night when we banter like that. "yeah,yeah i know." 'He is not coming tonight,' I said with a sigh. Me hanging out with Olivia was the only way to keep Theo away and, besides, I did not even tell him I was going to a party with Olivia. He prohibits me from going to parties, and I am only allowed when he goes. He says girls are not safe alone, but after some time together I could sense this was not the case. "Hey, look. Marcus" I turned in my direction towards her index finger. Marcus was Theo's best friend. Dammit. He was the last person I wanted to see. "Olivia, I am going to the washroom." I had already started moving towards the washroom. I knew Olivia would not follow me.she hated using unfamiliar washrooms. I could not let Marcus see me. He was an a grade asshole. Since Theo had prohibited me from going to parties, he always used to look for me incase I went without Theo. One time he caught me. He wanted me to give him a handjob or he would tell theo. Obviously, I rejected him, but I overestimated my boyfriend. Theo hit me that night for the first time. He said that I should have listened to him and not stepped out of the house and how my behavior embarrassed him in front of Marcus because I didn't listen to him. I ended up outside a bedroom. Anything is better than being caught by him. I was not even going to be at this party, but Olivia's birthday was coming soon, and her wish was to hang out with her at a party, because after that time I was cautious and tried to spend as much less time as possible with theo. Oh God, why is it always me? I scanned the bedroom and it was empty. Marcus didn't usually spend much time at a party. He used to find some girl at the party and take her home. I can hide here for half an hour and then head out. I went to the washroom in case he went inside the room. Olivia told me that this was someone's party who was not from our school. This house was a castle.it had three floors. On the first floor the party was being held, which had its own pool. It even had a freaking elevator with stairs and an elevator. Some people really had it all. God, you are really unfair. I called Olivia to tell her that it might take me some time because I might have caught a stomach bug. I hated lying, but I knew I could not let her know the truth because it could hurt her too. I was waiting, but then I suddenly heard someone opening the door of the bedroom. Dammit, is it Marcus coming in? It was pathetic how scared I was because of him. There was a fifty-fifty probability of Marcus coming inside or not. I heard some more rustling and my heart calmed down. It was probably not Marcus, since he would have checked the washroom immediately. From the sound, I could tell that the person who came inside the room was going outside the room, but then he suddenly stopped. 'Is someone in there?' the voice sounded strong and rough. It sounded like he was saying that I was wrong to come here. Well, as long as he is not Marcus. So I opened the door and said in a sweet but sharp voice before looking up. "Is that a problem?" I wanted to convey the irritation in my tone. It's not like we were not allowed in the rooms. There is a party going outside for f**k's sake. But when I looked up, all the air left my lungs. I was frozen on the spot. The guy with whom I was ready to argue was not a simple standard guy but was Noah Vasilakis. All the memories from six months ago started flooding into my mind.the accident.the warning I got.the physical abuse. Panic was starting to roll in my body. Calm down.he doesn't know who you are and what you know. Just pretend you don't know him and be on your way. You are just like any other girl to him. 'How did you get in here?'he barked. I barely heard the question that came out of his mouth. All the tigress energy I had to argue with him before evaporated into thin air. "Um…, on legs?" was the only response I could muster as I was still grasping the fact that Noah was here. He looked different. gone was the boy who had a crescent moon smile in every photo.in place was a boy who could not even tolerate the sight of someone. 'I mean, how did you open the door or who gave you the key to the room?'I frowned. "It was already open." He muttered something under his breath and turned to me and said,'listen girl, be good and get out'.