All Chapters of Conversion Camp: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

Warning: Explicit Content Ahead. (Fighting, blood, degrading word)"TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL NOW!" I screamed while sobbing uncontrollably on my palms. "I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die!" My poor face. My poor, pretty face is bruised! This will caused million of dollars to fix something so precious as this. Dermatologists all around the world needs collaboration, now! "Calm the f*ck down," Damian spoke, putting a band aid on my cheek. I shot a sharp glare at him. If my eyes got lasers, he should be burning alive right now. "How can I calm down when I experienced betrayal and distortion at the same time?!" I barked. I heard Damian take a deep sigh—massaging his temples gently but with little aggression. How can he act stress when I'm the one suffering? Doesn't he feel any remorse? "I caught you before you even land on that rock," Damian hissed. "It barely touched your face!"I stick out my tongue—ignoring his matter-of-fact tone. Can you believe this dude trying to stress out a wound

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD, 18+"It's not what you think!" I screamed from the top of my lungs. Suddenly, a pillow landed directly on my face. "Shut the f*ck up!" Adrian hissed with his eyes closed, eye brows furrowed. "If you don't want to sleep then let me!" My hands are gripping my blanket tightly while I'm taking deep, long breaths. I looked around—noticing that I'm sitting on my bed, and Adrian is on his. He went back to sleep right after his dramatic speech. Oh, thank god, it's all a dream. I thought I'm done for. I grabbed my blanket, throwing it to the side.Yea, I knew it. My underwear's wet due to my prec*m. That dream—feels like a wet dream but it's making me shiver with disgust. Why on Earth I'll sniff Adrian's underwear and jerk off? I should stop taking this kind of job and look for a real one. I can't go back to sleep feeling like this. I need to release—but how? I've been doing "my stuff" on the toilet every night so nobody will sees me. I don't know if it

"Adrian, come on," I said, trying to wake him up. My plan is to pretend that everything is fine. I know it's a bad plan but we can't just keep ignoring each other—it doesn't solve anything. Been there, done that. He didn't reply nor flinch on his bed. Well, I'm not expecting him to forgive me that quickly. He was just asking me to forgive him the other day—but because of my stupidity, I'm now on the wrong track. I tried waiting for Adrian to get up—but it looks like he doesn't have any plans on doing so. I simply sighed to myself as I make my way outside of the cabin. There's no point of waiting if he's not gonna leave with me—such a stubborn drama queen. As I made my way toward the center of the camp for the morning exercise, my phone buzzes repeatedly. I took out my phone to see who's calling—and yup, it's her. I guess I kinda expecting her to call again. I stare at my phone for a couple of minutes before hitting the decline button. That will stop her—for now. I immediate

It was mortifying! I can't believe they would let me see such thing! Without hesitation, I immediately yanked Adrian up from the ground as I destroyed the handcuffs to split them apart. I wiped off the small blood from my hand onto my shirt, subtly. It did hurt me a lot—but it's not important right now. "Stay the f*ck away from him," I snarled at Zack as I glare at him deadly. He was about to say something but I quickly pulled Adrian away from him. I'm gripping his wrist tightly like I'm afraid he might let go and ran back to Zack. God, I hope not. Surprisingly, Adrian let me dragged him effortlessly. We stopped in front of the cabin as I turned to face him. "Are you trying to f*ck him?" I hissed. His face twisted into a mixed of shock and disgust. "Hell no! Over my dead gorgeous body!" he replied, yelling. I don't believe that one bit AT ALL! He's looking straight into my eyes and lying! "Then why were you making out with him?!" I asked full of irritation. I'm so full of