Chapter 32

Andrea’s POV

Pain.

After Damon was done with me, I dragged myself back to my room. I felt disgusted in my skin. I wanted to puke. I limped as I clicked the door open, wincing with pain with every step I took.

Damon raped me. He took my innocence like it meant nothing. I cried immediately after I got into the room, sobbing and yelling as I got to my drawer and swiped everything away with a hand until it fell, making a cluttering noise across the room.

I yelled again, my weak voice resonating only through my room. Kira was absent. She had gone quiet, and I knew it had everything to do with the fact that our innocence was just taken away from us like it was nothing. Like it didn’t fucking matter.

The door clicked open and I brought my towel to my chest, then darted my eyes toward the threshold of the room to see who it was. Lucas stood by the door, his face still hardened and I knew it had to do with our encounter a while ago.

After their dad collected his phones as punishment, I k