“You said that about the pool—”
“I didn’t hurt you then, did I, baby?”
Panic rises, a sour taste in my mouth. My fingers are shaking, my knees trembling. There’s a dull roar in my ears and I’m worried I’m going to have a fucking stroke and these boys aren’t going to help me. They’re going to… “You’re going to kill me.”
“Don’t be fucking stupid.” Alex loosens his hold on me for a moment, shifts behind me. Before I can think to spring free, he holds up a white, oblong pill in front of me. I have no idea where the fuck he got it from, but I.Need. It.
“This is what you want isn’t it, Princess?”
I don’t take my eyes off the pill, resisting the urge to grab it. No.No.“You think you can…you think you can blackmail me into fucking you again with fucking—”
“You want it?”
I can’t breathe. The panic is bubbling up in my chest, my vision blurring, making me see double the Xanax Alex is holding out in front of me, taunting me like I’m a dog and he’s got a treat.
I see Eli, eyes flicking from me to Alex.
I still in Alex’s arms, no longer fighting.
“Tell Eli you want it,” he instructs me.
Eli doesn’t say a word. He just stares at me.
“Zara. If you want me to help you, tell Eli you want it. Be a good little slut.”
I lock eyes with Eli. His jaw is clenched, and I can see he’s breathing hard. “Eli.” My voice is hoarse. “I…”
“Alex.” But Eli’s voice doesn’t sound angry. It sounds…strained.
“I want it!” I shriek, my face growing hot at the shrillness of my own voice, the desperation in it.
Eli doesn’t move.
Alex brings the pill to my lips, rubbing it over them softly. “You want it now,princess?”
“I’m not your—”
He pushes the pill past my lips. I taste the bitterness of it on my tongue and he spins me around, hands around my waist, our nearly naked bodies brushing up against one another.
“Swallow it.”
I want to spit it out onto the floor to spite him. But I know what it is. I know what it’ll do for me right now. It could be fake, but I doubt it.
I swallow, grimacing as I do.
“Good girl,” Alex says. He pulls me closer, pressing me against his wet body. “You’re gonna feel good soon.”
I shut out Eli behind me, don’t think about him. About this. “I don’t want to—”
“I won’t hurt you.”
I can’t think. I feel Eli’s hands on me.
Both of their hands are all over me.
“You tried to drown me,” I tell Alex, my words slurred.
“You kind of deserved it. And besides, I didn’t, Zara. If I had wanted to, I would have. But I didn’t. And now, you’re gonna feel good with us, yeah?”