Blackmailed by Her Bully
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Chapter Seven
Twelve years ago
Ava stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her mother had forgotten to pick up a witch’s costume and so she was having to go to the school’s Halloween dance as a bloody nurse.
“I am sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to screw it up.”
She laughed. “You didn’t. Honestly. I’ll be fine. Look, all scary.” The costume was the same as last year, only it was a little shorter because she’d grown, and now she had the whole sexy, bloody nurse thing down. Her breasts were threatening to spill out of the top, but it fit. Besides, if it got too cold, she’d be wearing a jacket. “How do I look?”
“Gorgeous. Will there be any cute zombies at the party?”
“Mom, please, I don’t know. Probably. It depends on what you think is cute.”
“Are there any guys you think of as cute?”
“Not really.” She wrinkled her nose. “Right now, they’re all dumb. You know.”
Her mother laughed. “I hope you have fun.”
“Me too. You and Dad looking forward to your trip?”
“Yes. A weekend away and our little girl is going to a Halloween party. It doesn’t seem right.”
She laughed. “It is. It will all be fine. You’ve got to trust me. You and Dad deserve some time away.”
“What did I ever do to deserve a daughter like you?”
“You learn to trust her so she doesn’t have a problem with anything.” She hugged her mother. “I’m going to head out. I’ve got my key so you can lock the doors. I’ll call you the minute I get home.”
“Good. I don’t know if I want to leave you.”
“It’ll be fine.”
Walking out of her bedroom, she left her parents to finish packing while she made her way across town toward the high school. The students had been let loose, and everywhere was decorated with fake spider webs, ghosts, ghouls, goblins, everything. It screamed Halloween.
The moment she entered the main hall, heavy music blasted out.
She went straight to the punch stand, pouring herself a cup and staring out across the dance hall.
It was so crowded already with everyone dancing to the beat of the music. She sipped at the drink and tasted alcohol, really strong as well. Dumping the punch into the trash bin, she walked around the school, taking in the fear. She’d helped decorate. The only reason she came to the party was so her parents didn’t feel guilty about going out on their trip.
She made her way back into the main hall, and before she could refuse someone dragged her onto the dance floor. She was shocked to see it was Logan who’d done it.
He seemed just as surprised as she was.
“Sorry, Anna said she’d come as a sexy nurse. Figured you were her.”
Don’t blush.
Anna was one of the most popular girls in school. Most guys wanted to date her, and girls wanted to be her.
He’d thought she was that girl, which meant, he thought she looked sexy in a bloody nurse’s costume.
Get a grip, Ava. It means nothing.
He’s a bully.
He falls in with Luke.
He’s not a good guy.
A bad one. Really bad.
“Erm, you really should go and find her.”
“Why? If she wanted to be found, she would be. You’re here. I’m here. I don’t see a reason to change it.”
“But, wouldn’t she want to see you?” she asked. “You are dating her.”
“I don’t date.”
“Oh, okay.”
The song came to an end, and she pulled away. “Thanks for the dance.” She quickly rushed off the dance floor, wanting to be anywhere else.
As the evening wore on, she got a little bored and decided to leave the school. She stepped outside, but it was quiet. She saw a couple of people making out, but that was no different than most Halloweens.
Just as she was about to leave, someone grabbed her from behind, covering her eyes and mouth, moving her back into the school.
She had no idea where they were going until she was dumped into a room. It was dark, and she quickly rushed toward the door but it was locked from the outside.
Slamming her hand against the door, she tried to open it.
“Let me out of here. What the fuck!”
“It’s no good.”
She gasped, turning around, but of course, it was pointless. It was pitch black.
“Who are you?”
He chuckled. “It’s Logan.”
“Do you know who I am?”
“I’m guessing from the fear, you’re Ava Marshall. My friends may or may not have mistaken you for Anna once again.”
“I’m never wearing this costume again.”
“Shame.”
She ignored him, putting her hand against the door.
“How do we get out of here?” she asked.
“When they’re good and ready to let us out. It’s the basement. We’re not getting out of here until they let us out from the outside.”
“I know what it means.” She closed her eyes but didn’t see the point in doing so. It was dark. It wasn’t like she was blocking out the scenery. “I have to get home.”