Chapter 4

Collins

BEFORE

Garrett pulled me up the stairs and down a couple of different hallways until we came to a door.

I looked around at the unfamiliar room. Even though Garrett was a part of this fraternity.. I had never been here. He owned an apartment off campus and that’s where we would always go.

I walked around a moment looking at everything. There were computers on a desk .. four of them actually or at least four screens. A couple of cameras and other type of digital equipment sat scattered around. There were tons of books on a bookshelf that covered an entire wall .. and then across from that wall sat a large bed.

I suddenly wished I had brought another drink up here with me because apparently the high was wearing off. I felt like I was getting sleepy.

“Who’s room is this?” I asked him.. assuming it was his since they had to keep a room here to be part of the fraternity. But he said it was one of his buddies rooms. Which I found odd.

“Why didn’t we go to your room?” I asked him while sitting down on the bed.

“My room is …. otherwise occupied at the moment.” He told me. I frowned at that. What did that even mean?

I yawned.

“Sleepy?” He asked.

“Yeah a little bit. I should’ve brought some more drink…”

“Hold on a sec..” he texted somebody on his phone as he stared at me oddly.

I wondered why he was looking at me and frowning.

“What’s the matter?” I asked him.

“Nothing .. just watching you.”

A second later a weird knock came to the door. Garrett walked over and opened it and there was dude from the kitchen again with another drink.

They were whispering something to each other. But werewolf hearing and all….

“How much did you put in the last one?” Garrett was saying.

What was he talking about?

“The normal amount. It should have been plenty. Dude I watched her down like three bottles of liquor in the kitchen I don’t know how she’s standing up.” Kitchen guy said.

“DUDEEEEE!” I yelled as I started laughing. The dude had said the word dude. And for some reason that was hilarious. Probably because the girls and I had been laughing at the word for an hour.

They both frowned at me… looking at me oddly again. Oops. I probably wasn’t supposed to hear that since they had been whispering. Oh well… I

couldn’t care less about outing my excellent hearing at the moment. I bet if I tried real hard and focused, I could hear my friends downstairs.

My friends! I thought suddenly.

I really missed them… I hope they’re okay. In my less than sober state I decided I would go check.

I stood up but .. woah…. A huge wave of dizziness came over me.

“Woahhhhh” I laughed.

Suddenly Garrett was beside me then handing me the glass.

“Easy there baby. Here drink this.” He said while helping me to sit back down on the bed. He’s so nice, taking care of me like this…..

“I probab-obaly shoont have in-more…” I stuttered, my words getting all mixed up.

What in the hell? My thoughts were jumbled somewhat but my words were coming out in some sort of garbled language.

Garrett just smiled.

“No this will make you feel better. It’s not what you had last time.” He told me.

So I drank it. But it tasted the same as last time. Except for the fact that it was really bitter. Maybe I had shoved the last one down so quick I hadn’t noticed.

“Eww”. I shuddered, trying to give the cup back to him. But he pushed it back, encouraging me to drink it.

“I know baby but it’ll help. You need it. You’ll feel all better in just a minute.” He said.

He was trying to help me feel better .. he was being so sweet and caring.. why wouldn’t I believe him?

So I drank some more. But a minute passed - or five I had no idea - and I didn’t feel better. In fact I was getting more and more sleepy.

“Keep drinking baby girl.” Garrett said as he stood over by the bookcase messing with something.

“Is gaross..” I tried to speak. Why weren’t my words coming out right?

“I know …” he said. Then he turned to me and walked back to the bed. He pushed the cup to my lips then tipped the bottom up, forcing the remainder of the liquid into my mouth.

I could barely swallow it, feeling like it might come right back up.

Mistake number ….. a thousand.

“Tell me something Collins….” Garrett said.

“Hmm?” My eyes started feeling very heavy. I barely noticed that he had pulled me up to the back of the bed and leaned me against the pillows.

“What the fuck do you think your doing?”

What was he saying? Why did he sound so different all the sudden?

I looked at him and tilted my head, squinting. My vision seemed to be blurring some.

Was I getting sick? Or was I really this drunk?

“You think you can come here to MY house.. MY fraternity with all of MY friends.. dressed like some two dollar slut?”

Waittt a minute. Who was this? Where was Garrett? What was happening? My eyes were blurry. This looked like him and sounded like him but … my boyfriend would never ever talk to me this way. Did he just call me a two dollar slut??

“Then you go out on the fucking dance floor and dance all sexy so every guy in here will look at you?? What kind of girlfriend does that? No girlfriend of mine. You think I’d take that shit home to my family??”

We had, incidentally, been discussing my meeting his parents. He had wanted me to go home with him during our break next week. But I told him I couldn’t…. there was no way I’d miss out seeing my family. And no way he could go to the pack with me. But now.. Garrett was acting like a completely different person.

Goddess. Something was wrong… very wrong.

I had to get the fuck out of here and fast. Like right now…. I tried to sit up.. to move my legs off the bed. I knew I could overpower him easily. I was stronger than him…. I was a werewolf dammit. But my legs weren’t moving. Why weren’t my legs moving? And I could barely sit up. What was happening??

Then I knew…

The realization crashed into me like a truck.

The cups from the guy. Garrett forcing me to drink them. The weird way he spoke to me on the dance floor.

My friends being worried… all the stories we had heard about these parties.

I had been drugged.

Garrett.. my boyfriend, who I thought loved me, had drugged me.

And that was just the beginning.