Giggling I make my way downstairs to where everyone is sitting.

I sit at the kitchen island and play with my hands as I keep thinking about the scenario that just played out five minutes ago.

I feel Kimberly's intense gaze on the side of my face.

Kimberly takes my hand in hers and pulls me into the living room.

We sit on the couch "what's up?" I ask as I'm not sure why she dragged me away from the kitchen.

She looks me in my eyes as if searching for something.

"Scarlett what did you do upstairs?" She asks quite serious.

"What do you mean?" I ask looking away from her.

She places her hands on my face turning it towards herself "tell me Scarlett," she say's more demandingly.

"Fine...I had sex with Trey again," I whisper to her as her hands are still on my face.

She squeals but I quickly cover her mouth "shhhh," I tell her.

She nods her head "sorry," she say's.

"You have to be careful Scarlett. Your walking around too happily, they'll suspect something," she say's grabbing my hands.

"Yeah I know. I just can't help it," I say excitedly.

"So are you guys dating?" She asks curious.

"Umm...no, not really we're kind just friends with benefits," I whisper.

"Ohhh, I guess that's alright since you don't want to get caught," she say's understandingly.

"But-how did you pull Trey? He's so cold to everyone, I thought he doesn't like anyone," she asks.

"Yeah I thought that too. I've always thought he was hot but I didn't try anything cause he was so cold to me but I guess he does like me," I say smiling.

"We'll this is exciting," Kimberly whisper shouts.

We hear footsteps near us, looking up I see Trey pass us as gives me a quick wink.

Instantly Kimberly slaps my arm "did you see that," she shouts.

"Ouch and yes," I say rubbing my sore arm.

Half an hour passes of me and Kimberly gossiping and she's now leaving with Jaxon.

I wave her bye, now what am I going to do?

I take myself up to my room, laying on my bed I scroll through Instagram.

Getting sleepy my eyes feel drowsy as they're about to close.

*bang*

My door slams open making me jump wide awake.

Derek storms into my room "gosh Derek you scared me," I say with my hand on my heart.

"Where is it!" He shouts at me.

"Where's what?" I ask confused.

"My phone idiot! Where is it?" He asks angrily.

"I don't know, why would I know where your phone is?" I say laying back on my bed.

Derek walks closer as he stands above me "can you get out my room," I say annoyed.

"No give me my phone first and also you didn't leave my room last night when I asked you to," he say's.

"I don't have your phone Derek," I say and close

My eyes.

"You sure," he say's as I feel the bed dip on either side of me.

Opening my eyes I see him climbing on top of me "ahhh Derek! What are you doing!" I exclaim.

Trying to lift myself up he pushes my chest down making lay back down.

"Derek I don't have your phone," I say.

"Cut the bullshit Scarlett just give me my phone," he says annoyed.

"Well first off I don't have your phone and two what do you need it for so bad? To sext your girlfriend?" I ask teasingly.

Suddenly he grabs my wrists pinning them above my head.

"Devon! Devon!" I scream for help.

"No one is home, they left I told them I'd meet up with them but I can't find my phone," he say's slightly smirking.

I huff blowing my hair out of my face.

"Okay how about I help you find it?" I suggest.

"I've already checked everywhere," he say's staring in my eyes.

Wriggling under him trying to escape "what do you want from me? I don't have your phone!," I cry out frustratingly.

"Stop moving around like that it's not going to help you," he say's tightening his grip on my wrists.

My phone begins to ring and Damon's name shows up.

Derek looks at me and tries to grab my phone but as he tries to, his grip on me loosens so quickly I snatch my phone answering it.

Suddenly Derek loses balance and falls on top of me knocking the air out of me, causing me to drop my phone.

He leans up a little and stares into my eyes yet his eyes switch from my eyes to my lips.

He leans in and presses his lips against mines. His lips slowly massage against mines yet I don't move, unexpectedly his tongue licks over my lips and slips into my mouth.

I moan trying to get him to stop, Turing my face away from him.

"Stop! Stop it!," I shout frustrated.

Derek grabs my face Turing it to him as he leans in connecting our lips again.

His tongue fights with mine as I try to push his out.

His tongue is so wet as I can feel his saliva mixing with mines.

He stops and breathes heavily "you don't understand how bad I wanted to fuck you last night," he's say's huskily.

My eyes grow wide.

What did he just say?

"I-I," I start but get cut off as he kisses me again and slowly rubs himself against me.

Tears stream down my face blending into the kiss, sudden cries weep from my mouth.

Derek stops and looks at my face examining me.

"Shit! I'm sorry, don't cry," he say's wiping my tears away with his thumb.

I cry louder "I-I do-don't have you-r phone," I say hiccuping.

"Okay okay, that's fine!" He say's quickly and leans over me grabbing my phone.

Looking at my phone he sees that the call was on the whole time.

"Fuck!" He shouts startling me.

Jumping off from me he leaves my room closing the door behind himself.

Still laying down I wipe my tears away and deeply breathe in and out to calm myself down.

I just stare at the ceiling as I don't want to leave my room.