"What are you guys doing inside my dormroom? How did you even get in here?" I faced Merissa and her perfect friend Emily.

The last people I expected to see today were them. I don't like this.

I walked deeper into the room but stood a few feet away from the girls. Unlike their usual everyday outfits, today they wore tracksuits. Their hair pulled back into tight buns and no signs of accessories.

This doesn't look good. They seem mad with purpose and somehow prepared and dressed for a fight.

I shouldn't expect a fight but with how angry they appear, it's all I can think about.

"We ask the questions here Betty, not you." Merissa muttered. "I see you managed to finally ruin my relationship even after warning you to stay away from James."

What is she talking about? Ruined her relationship?

"And then managed to grab Callum along the way." Emily added in malice. "Hitting two birds with one stone. You really are a bitch."

"I thought you had scruples, a hint of shame, some dignity but turns out you're worse than a slut." Merissa took a step forward. "Two best friends, How did you pull that off? I underestimated you."

I took a step back.

"It's only a matter of time until Adrian joins the gang." Emily gave me a dirty look. "I'm sure that's what your planning. Fucking every guy in campus."

I try to remain unaffected by their vulgur words and sarcasm.

"Leave my room." I said. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

The first time Merissa confronted me was about two months ago. I denied ever sleeping with James back then. She never believed me.

I haven't spoken nor seen James in a month now. The only time I communicated with James was when he sent me that letter. And that was five days ago.

"You like to play clueless, but we don't buy your pathetic lies. I've always known about the affair James had with you. I never confronted him about it but that doesn't mean I didn't notice things. I pay attention Betty." Merissa confessed .

I figured she didn't ask James about his affair with me because he would've mentioned it. That's the same reason I didn't tell James about what Merissa did to me. If Merissa didn't say anything then it was best I didn't either. At that time I was also afraid James would end our affair. But right now, I don't care about Merissa anymore because I and James are done and buried.

"You weren't satisfied sleeping with one man and so you decided to open your legs for two." Emily placed her handbag on Lucy's bed.

I never slept with Callum. But I struggle to understand why Emily seems so affected by this.

"I don't owe any of you an explanation to my actions." I affirmed though I probably owe Merissa an explanation.

I already have my guilty conscious always screaming at me and I don't want to deal with these two right now. I can't deal with them. I'm too drained to argue.

"I and James don't talk anymore." I voiced. "And my relationship with Callum has absolutely nothing to do with you so please get out."

Merissa walked towards me and landed a heavy slap on my face.

I gasped in shock.

Before I could make any move to defend myself, Emily pushed me hard against the wall. My shoulder began to ache almost immediately.

"How dare you speak to us like that you fucking harlot?"

Harlot?

"I don't want to fight with you." I raised my hand to try and hold them back.

I was already too tired and exhausted. I hardly slept these past few days and I wasn't feeling so good.

I wasn't in any shape fit to handle a fight. I had no strength for it.

"Fight with us?" Emily laughed sarcastically. "You can't do anything to us. Do you think we haven't noticed how sick you are? You can barely walk and I didn't even push you hard on the wall but you went flying against it."

I don't like where this is going.

"When we're done with you Elisabeth, you'll learn to never open your filthy legs to anyone who isn't yours." Merissa grabbed my hair and Emily held my hands in a harsh grip. "You thought you could get away with everything. Walking into people's lives and grabbing whatever you can without considering how others would feel. Today you'll realise that everything comes with prize."

I tried to yank my hands away from Emily's grip but I couldn't. My head was beginning to hurt from how hard Merissa grabbed my hair and I'm sure the side of my lip is bleeding.

"Callum was going to be mine Betty." Emily claimed in anger.

What is she going at? What does Callum have to do with her?

"Callum wanted me but then you showed up and stole him. You're shit Betty." She spat. "You're an ugly piece of shit who goes out of her way to mess everything up by giving her body to any man she can find."

"What do you mean Callum wanted you?" I questioned in disbelief.

Callum never mentioned anything about having a girlfriend. I know I never asked him about his past relationships but I'm sure he would've mentioned it. He told me he never dated anyone.

"Of course he wanted me and still does. I mean look at me, I'm perfect for Callum and he knows it. It's only a matter of time until he realises the kind of bitch you are and leaves you." She smirked. "You're just garbage, a pathetic lowlife. Callum is not the type of guy to associate himself with people like you. I'm sure he's only dating you for sex. But it's alright because I'm sure you're only dating him for his money." She accused.

I don't believe her. Callum wouldn't lie to me. He isn't using me for sex or for whatever reason these girls are insinuating.

I was left speechless.

"I can't wait to make a mess of you. I hope James finds you looking absolutely disfigured. I wish I could get the chance to see his face when he finds you. That's if he shows up here." Merissa chuckled.

My head was raising with thoughts of Callum and Emily. Question after question. All leading to dead ends. There's no way he'd lie to me.

Why would he even lie? He isn't using me. We haven't even slept together. He never brought that issue up.

Emily is only saying these things to hurt me. I hope.

"I can imagine the whole thing. James coming in here to find his little sex slave wounded. I wonder what he's reaction would be." Merissa laughed. "He'll probably pity her and help her out. The next day he'll look for another toy and forget about poor Betty. So sad." She mocked me.

I feel so filthy.

God, I feel so used. I pray with all my heart that Callum isn't trying to use me.

Merissa landed another slap on my face and then another and then another until my cheeks bruised and blood dripped on my chin.

I struggled to escape but it was no use. If I would've known this was going to happen, then I would've eaten something to boost my energy. I feel so weak. I haven't had a proper meal in days and every blow seems so much stronger than the last time they used me as a punching bag.

In no time, I was on the floor.

I prayed Lucy would walk through that door but that moment never came.

Merissa kicked me everywhere. And Emily made sure that every punch hurt.

They kicked and punched me on my ribcage, stomach, thighs, face and every other place they saw fit.

The voices decided to add to the torture. Claiming I deserved the pain, that this was my fault for giving my body and heart to a man that wasn't mine.

I wasn't sure for how long they hit me, but they hit me long enough for my whole body to feel numb. Long enough for the voices to stop. And long enough for every wound to turn sour.

Long enough to make me realise that this is my fault. I did this to myself. I put me here.

I have myself to blame.

By the time Merissa and Emily left, My right eye was the only one not swollen shut.

Everything hurt, but not as much as my heart.

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