Lavender:“Fucking stay away from me!” I screamed when he stopped at my feet and drank the whole glass in one sip. He threw it aside like he didn’t care at all and then started chuckling.“That is so rude,” he commented with an eye roll. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this day? I stopped masturbating for months before this moment. I wanted you to be the only one who gets to make me come. Come on, don’t be calling for help—unless the screams are from pleasure,” his words felt like knives stabbing me.I was moving around on the bed, trying to free myself. Thankfully, I was still in all my clothes, but he was getting out of his. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it away, his hands going to his belt with a smirk on his lips.“It’s going to be a long night, Lavender,” he whispered.“You don’t fucking dare try anything with me. I will bite your dick off,” I screamed as I watched him move toward the head of the bed while unbuckling his pants.My words seemed to hit him, and he stopped
Lavender:Flashback:"What happened now? Why are you rushing in like a headless chicken?" my uncle yelled when I bumped into him while rushing to get inside the house."That—that car was following me," I said, pointing my finger toward the road, shaking and barely able to form a full sentence."I told you. Ever since you turned eighteen, more men have been coming around our house. What’s the need to panic? Just pick one and sell your virginity. Once you lose it, you won’t worry about getting it stolen," my uncle shrugged, saying the most ridiculous things as always.The problem was that this stalker was getting too bold now because he knew the man I was in love with didn’t care at all. And the cops in the area didn’t believe me. They told me I was imagining things. Even when I showed them the text messages, they told me to report it once something real happened.I was beyond pissed off and waiting to go back to live with my mother. Back there, I didn’t have to worry about someone tryi
Lavender:The path curved one last time — and then I saw it.The cabin.I sighed in relief. I was afraid we were headed the wrong way this whole time.“We have no reception here,” I said, checking my phone. I had lost signal a few minutes earlier.It sat deep in the trees, half in shadow. Dark wood, broken porch steps, one window boarded up. Not what I expected at all. I thought it would be cute, cozy. This looked… wrong. The cabin looked empty. No lights. No sound. No other bags on the porch. Mathew stepped up and pushed the door open like he owned the place. I hesitated while he stood holding the door open for me. Then I stepped inside — and heard him lock the door behind us.“We better stay safe here,” he added.Inside, the air felt heavy. Not dusty — just thick. Like the room had been holding its breath. There were two chairs, a fireplace, and a lamp with a cracked shade. In the corner sat a backpack — just one. It belonged to Mathew. I could tell. Did he come here with Ashley?“W
Lavender:“Lavender.” Just as I was about to get away from my room, I heard Professor Lowell call for me. I turned around and forced a smile at him.“Yes, Professor Lowell?” I asked, watching him briskly walk closer.“Are you headed somewhere?” he asked. I immediately remembered what Mathew had asked of me. Did he know Professor Lowell was going to invite himself to the cabin? Mathew must have noticed something, then.“I’m headed out with Ashley and Mathew for dinner,” I said. I didn’t go into detail, which seemed to upset Professor Lowell. He adjusted his glasses and smiled sarcastically to himself.“You don’t have to keep it secret. I’m your teacher. Where are you three headed, anyway?” he slid the question in smoothly, but I was already aware of his tactics. It’s not that I hated him. I just didn’t like how informal he got with me. I was his student, and I wanted to keep it that way.“To a nearby café,” I lied again.“Hmm,” he nodded. “Why don’t you three join the rest of the stude
Lavender:Bali felt like a different world.Warm air, soft winds, and sunlight that made the ocean sparkle. Once outside my hotel room, I forgot about Lowell, the airport incident, and everything bad I had ever faced. I didn’t think about airports or police or crying in a cold room. I left all that behind the moment I stepped off the plane.Even simple things made me laugh here.Like laughing too loud when Mathew tried surfing for the first time and fell flat into the waves. He came up coughing, hair all over his face, but smiling like a fool.I did receive calls from Igor and Easton from time to time, asking if I was okay. Even when Nikon didn’t call, I just had a feeling he already knew I was doing well.I laughed at everything pr the way the sand stuck to my feet as we walked along the beach, sharing coconut ice cream that melted too fast in the heat, so Mathew had to go and get us two more. It wasn’t just me and Mathew.Ashley was there too — his classmate, with a bright smile, wh
Lavender:I had reached my room and loaded my bag into the closet, while the other girls quickly put their bags in and ran out together. I had no friends, so of course, I felt left out. However, the words of Professor Lowell were still circling in my head.I had no plans of joining Professor Lowell for any sort of dinner alone. In fact, I was really upset that he even suggested something like that. Did he really think I would agree to it?I sat down on the bed and looked around the room when a knock on the door startled me. The three girls sharing the room with me had already left, so it was pretty much just me and my thoughts. I was such a lazy person that I was actually thinking of taking an hour-long nap. It was my first time ever flying on a plane, so I was kind of tired.I got up and answered the door without thinking much.But seeing Professor Lowell standing outside the door with the biggest smile on his face was not what I expected.“Oh, Professor Lowell, did you need anything