Warning: This chapter contains scenes and language that might not suit some readers and young audiences. Read at your own risk.
[ Bella's Point of View ]
"Just this night."
I tried pulling myself again, but it was no use. I can't just punch this guy because people are everywhere, and I will end up in jail once I create a fuss because I'm a minor.
"HEY, LET ME GO!" I screamed, but he pulled me to come with him.
"I SAID, LET ME GO, YOU JERK!" I kicked his back, but he got infuriated. He looked at me and attacked my neck with his hand. After that, I fell to the floor and lost consciousness.
[ Ivan's Point of View ]
/ Five Months Ago /
I've been unstable because of what happened to my best friend, Gio. He committed suicide, and I was not there when he called for me. It is very frustrating. It's my fault.
Within those days, I met Niana. She was very kind and easy to approach. She acts like she's very submissive and inferior, but she's not.
Niana has been a good friend to me, and I came to like her. One day, I confessed my feelings to her. She told me to date her best friend, Bella, and break her heart. At first, I wasn't really in favor of what Niana was telling me to do, but if that's what it takes to date her, I agreed.
Sometimes, I never really understood Niana. She has her own plans, and she keeps thinking about things while I'm talking to her. I feel like she's not interested in me at all.
When I saved Bella from the three big guys on that night a few months ago, actually, it was all planned by Niana. She made me look like a knight in shining armor, but in reality, I couldn't even face those guys in real life.
I remember the night when Bella kissed me. I know she wasn't really feeling anything for me, but it was brave of her to do that. What a bold girl, I thought.
As days passed by, I learned to love Bella. She wasn't just an ordinary girl. Well, of course, she's a psychopath. But unlike Niana, she listens to every word I say. Even if she doesn't respond to me, I know her ears are with me. And every time she's being rude to me, it just makes me fall for her over and over again.
She's lovely and intelligent. She has a strong sense of instinct and is brave. Bella is a girl who will never let anyone get in her way.
I love her so much. I want her to read me a poem every time I lay down on her lap. I want her to cuddle with me even if she's annoyed. I want her to caress my hair while I'm asleep.
I want her to be with me until I grow old. I'll take care of her.
When I told Niana that I fell in love with Bella, Niana got infuriated. She became a whole different person. She was aggressive and insane. She said to me that Bella would never love me and that she would tell everyone that I killed Gio.
What is clear to me now is that Niana despises Bella so much that she wants to get rid of Bella. She's never thought of Bella as a friend and has manipulated people all along. I don't know why she wants to inflict pain on Bella that much. Niana is a different person from what she shows to the world. And I feel like I'll have to protect Bella from her.
Because of Niana, I remembered Gio again and his devastating fate. He was the only friend I had, and when he needed me the most, I wasn't there for him. All the depressing thoughts came back at me, and I decided to drink just for one night.
I didn't realize that I would be drunk immediately. I tried to reach for my phone inside my pocket, but I left it at home. Then, I fell asleep.
[ Bella's Point of View ]
I opened my eyes and saw a white room. I immediately sat down on the bed and rubbed my eyes.
"Damn," I mumbled as I realized I was not sane. I am drugged.
"You're awake, pretty baby," a guy spoke from behind. I immediately turned to him, and he was leaning on the wall with his arms crossed while smoking a cigarette.
This was the guy from a while back.
He walked towards me and placed the cigarette on an ashtray. He looked at me with a creepy gaze and smirked.
"What are you staring at? Do you want me to do your job for you?" He asked and sat on the bed.
What is he talking about? I couldn't focus because my mind was going in circles. I couldn't think straight!
He started unbuttoning his polo and pushed me to lie down. I just looked at him dizzily. 
And then, he started to slide my shirt off, and then that was when I realized that he was about to do something.
I took all my strength to sit down and attack him, but my hallucinations were eating me.
I didn't know what happened next.
"YOU JERK! STAY AWAY FROM HER NOW!" I heard a small scream from the side. I tried to look at where that scream came from, but my eyes were blurry.
"Who the heck are you? Can't you see? My girl and I are having a great time together." This man on top of me replied to the guy who screamed. He immediately pulled himself away from me and went to that guy.
"You bastard! Bella is not your girlfriend!"
How does he know my name? I looked at him again, but they were already exchanging punches.
What's happening?
I know that voice.
I looked closely and saw a very familiar face. Is it real? Or is it a part of my hallucinations?
As I saw the guy, tears immediately flowed from my eyes. He has grown to be such a beautiful man.
They kept exchanging punches, and one guy fell to the ground. It was the guy who brought me into this room.
I maintained my stare at them. If this is a part of my hallucinations, I won't look away from those navy blue eyes again.
"Jameson," I whispered and tried to reach my hand to him. He immediately looked at me with a face of worry and longing. He ran towards me on the bed, and he held my hand.
"Bella," he mumbled and started crying. He kissed my hand and placed it on his cheek.
"I'm sorry, Bella. I'm really sorry," he continued and kept crying.
"It's alright," I replied in a sleepy voice and wiped his tears away.
Oh, man, I missed him so much.
"I've never left you," he said.
I just smiled at him. This is clearly just my hallucinations. You already left me a long time ago, Jameson.
"Really? I'm glad," I replied.
He looked at my body and immediately clothed me back. He never let go of my hand, and I just stared at him.
"Is this a dream?" I asked.
"No, Bella, this is not a dream. Once you go somber, I'll be right by your side. I won't leave you," he replied in a longing and sad voice.
His voice changed. It was different from the last time I heard him.
"We have to get out of here first, okay? I'll have to carry you, so pardon me." He grunted when he lifted me up in his arms. I rested my head in his chest and immediately sniffed his scent. This is Jameson's smell. I held on to his shirt tightly because I didn't want him to disappear once I woke up. If this is another dream, please don't wake me up anymore.
I tried to stay awake as much as I could, but I ended up falling asleep in his arms.
Jameson, if you knew how much I missed you, would you still leave me?
...
"Jameson!" I screamed my lungs out and sat down on my bed as I realized I was dreaming again.
I held my head and wailed in pain.
So, all that happened was a dream again?
I looked around, and I was back at my dorm with my laptop on the vanity table, playing a series of murder documentaries.
Wait, didn't I go to the bar last night? What about Ivan?
I immediately checked my phone and saw the recent dials. Ivan called me last night, and I answered it. What did we talk about last night?
Oh, yes, Ivan's sister asked me to fetch him in a bar. But, how did I end up back in the dorm?
"Ugh, my head hurts," I said underneath my breath.
Why can't I remember what happened last night?
I looked at the mirror, and I was wearing my pajamas. I looked at my face, and my eyes have bulged like I cried a river.
Wait, did I cry? There's no way I would cry. Would it be when I was dreaming?
I looked at my neck and saw a kiss mark.
Eh?! Who did this?!
"What the heck?!" I screamed.
What on earth happened last night?! Did Ivan and I have a good time? I know he wouldn't do that without my consent, and we're still minors, but he was drunk! And from my headaches, it's possible that I was also drunk.
Or drugged?
That's when everything came flashing back at me. A guy suddenly grabbed my wrist when I saw Ivan sleeping. And then, he drugged me and brought me inside a big white room.
I got infuriated as soon as I realized what he had done to me. I pulled my hair and fell down on the floor, crying.
"Why? Why?" I cried.
What did I do to deserve all this? Why does it have to happen to me?
I heard the door of my room opened, and someone came in, but I didn't pay attention.
"It's okay, Bella. I'm here. I'm sorry."