It was nine o'clock in the morning, I had brushed my teeth, showered, and dressed up in a blue dress. I descended the stairs to go to the kitchen. Nikolai's cooks were busy preparing breakfast probably for Scott.

A shot of frustration ran through me, he will be staying here as long as Nikolai is in England.

He spent the entire day with me yesterday, and I came to the conclusion that I do not like him. He is annoying and he constantly belittles me for the things that I do not know.

I sighed and wandered into the kitchen. "Hey, everyone" I smiled.

They all stilled like I have told them that someone had died. And then without replying to me or acknowledging me they went back to work. Then the head cook turned to me and smiled politely.

"What would you like to have for breakfast?"

"Um, do you have Cheerios?"

"Churros?"

I shook my head. "No, cheerios, the cereal"

They all gave each other another look, the same look they gave each other when I asked for a bag of potato chips.

"I'll send someone to get it"

I nodded and went to the living room to watch TV, I flicked through the channels to find something to watch. I sat down on the couch and folded my legs underneath myself.

"Good morning, sweet cheeks" Scott's annoying voice boomed throughout the room.

"Ugh!" I groaned annoyedly as he strolled into the living room like he owned the place.

He slumped beside me on the couch and yanked the TV remote out of my hand.

"Hey!" I yelled out.

I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest. I watched as he put on some action movie, I eyed the remote that was resting beside him but when saw me eyeing it, he tucked it underneath his thigh.

Can this guy get any more annoying?

A second later, a maid entered the living room with a tray full of breakfast for him and a bowl of cheerios for me. We ate in peace as the people in the movie shot each other to death and every time a character died or got shot Scott would laugh out loud as if it was the funniest thing ever.

He was weird.

I flinched every time blood covered the screen, violence was so not my thing because all I could remember was my home filled with blood. My dad always bought cute family comedies and animated movies for me. They were relaxing to watch and at the end of the day, you will feel good about the happily ever after.

I smiled to myself as my mind drifted back to what Nikolai told me yesterday, soon I will go to college. After my parent's death now at least I had something to look forward to, it would be like a dream come true.

"What are you smiling at?" Scott asked.

I glanced at him and shook my head. "Nothing..."

He fake pouted. "Come on, sweet cheeks, don't be like that. We're friends, aren't we?"

"Don't you have work to do?"

"I'm working" he replied dryly.

"You do babysitting for a living?"

He snorted. "So, you finally agree that you are a baby?"

"I did not say that"

"Of course, you did"

"Gosh, you are so annoying"

"And you are distracting"

"Excuse me?"

"You are excused."

I shot him an annoyed look. "What do you mean distracting?"

His eyes dropped down to my thighs and then trailed up to my chest. He clicked his tongue and shook his head with a sly smile on his face.

"What?!" I asked as agitation grew.

"Nothing, sweet cheeks. Don't sweat it"

I jumped in my seat as a bomb blasted in the movie playing before us and the main hero walked before it as if nothing happened. Scott cackled like crazy. "Fucking amateurs"

"Give me back the remote" I stretched my hand before him, asking for the remote.

"There are many other TVs in this house, sweet cheeks, go find one"

"No, you go find one. I was here first"

He held my gaze. "Don't care."

I forced my hand underneath his thigh. "Give it back!"

He took the remote out from under his thigh and raised it above his head. I got on my knees over the couch as I tried to get it back from it. He was laughing like all this was fun for him but it only annoyed me more.

"Give it back, Scott!"

"Take it if you can, Evangeline!"

I let out an irritated shriek and jumped over his lap as he stretched his arm away from me so that I could not reach the remote.

All of a sudden, the remote fell from his hand and landed on the ground behind the couch. I laughed triumphantly as I tried to get off his lap but his hands came around my waist and he gripped my skin harshly not letting me move. I winced as his rough fingers dug into my sides.

"Fuck, stop fucking moving around so much" he groaned, his voice changed, it got lower and deeper.

I was stuck in my place, my eyes wide, my lips parted. I didn't know what have I done.

Then something poked me between my legs, I looked down at my legs resting beside his waist, his eyes were closed and his adam's apple bobbed up and down.

It was odd, strange, and uncomfortable. My heartbeat accelerated and I swallowed, something was not right about this.

I tried to get off again but his grip tightened around my waist. I stopped and looked at him alarmed. "Scott..." my voice trembled as fear crept up.

"Stay..."

I was now afraid of him, the way he was acting and everything about this situation felt wrong. "Let me go, Scott, please..."

He breathed out, his chest heaved up and down. He looked like he was trying hard for something. His eyes opened and met mine. I swallowed uneasily once more as his gaze burned into my skin. His green eyes were now a shade darker, he seemed dangerous.

In a swift movement, he picked me up and roughly threw me on the couch beside him. My breath whooshed out of me as my body collided with the couch harshly.

The next thing I knew Scott hovered over me and look directly into my eyes. His weight pressed me into the couch. "You know I'm beginning to suspect if you are as innocent as you claim to be"

"Wh-what do you mean?" I asked as I turned my face to the side not looking him in the eyes.

Then I felt something, it was his warm, rough hand skimming under my dress and working its way up the inside of my thighs. I closed my legs tightly as I felt his fingers kneading the skin on the inside of my thigh.

I whimpered and struggled underneath him, whatever he was doing. It was wrong, so very wrong.

He leaned in, and in... unless his nose was touching my cheek. He laughed against my skin and I closed my eyes, I don't know if I was afraid or having a heart attack or I was about to die but this all made me want to cry.

"You're gonna get me killed, you fucking temptation"

And then the weight lifted off of me and bright lights fell on my eyelids again. I opened them and saw Scott standing by the couch, his thumb on his lips as his eyes traveled up and down my body. I immediately sat up and adjusted my dress that hiked up when he was over me, before getting off the couch and running to my bedroom. I could hear Scott laughing behind me but I didn't care.

I don't know why shame filled me, I sat on my bed and wrapped my arms around myself.

You're gonna get me killed?

What did he mean by that? I was the least violent person. I would never do anything to hurt anyone.

I didn't like Scott before and now I was sure that I hated him.

I lay on my bed and snuggled under the covers. I wanted to cry, I wanted to tell anyone what he did. I wanted my mom. I pulled the covers over my head as my eyes filled with tears.

I didn't know when I dozed off.

I woke up to the bang on my door, the knock resonated throughout my room as it was too silent. I lifted off the covers and got off my bed to open the door.

I stopped by the door and contemplated if I should open it or not. It might be Scott and after what happened with him earlier I felt embarrassed to even see him again.

"Open the door, E!" Bianca's voice came from the other side.

A big smile stretched on my face as I heard her voice, relief washed over me. Something about her presence calmed me, maybe, because she was the first person that comforted me after my parents died. I hastily opened the door and pulled her in for a hug.

"Woah, oh, okay..." she put her hands on my back and softly rubbed it up and down. "You, okay?"

I pulled back and smiled. "Mhmm..."

I walked back to my bed and sat down, I patted the space before me, telling her to sit down as well. She threw herself on my bed and sighed deeply.

"God! Your bed is so soft!" she exclaimed.

I pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs. "How are you?"

"I'm great! Completely fucked but great" she grinned.

Fucked... I knew it was a swear word. My dad used to say it a lot whenever he was shouting on the phone with people but he told me to never say it. It was wrong.

I frowned as I saw a red mark on her neck. Was she hurt?

"What happened to your neck?"

She pinched her eyebrows together. "Where?"

I poked at the red blotch. "This..."

She winced and then smiled. "Stefano was insatiable! He still was letting me go. I'm so fucking sore"

I tilted my head to the side. "What?"

She sat up and pulled all her hair back. "I stayed here with you for three days and when I got back, my boyfriend had turned into a sex demon"

Sex demon?

The bird and the bees?

Sex?

I looked down on my knees and then looked back at Bianca. "Bianca, if I ask you something, do you promise not to make fun of me?"

She raised an eyebrow. "What's up?"

I shook my head. "No, promise me first! Promise that you won't make fun of me, you won't laugh at me"

She rolled her eyes. "Fine, I promise"

"What is sex?"

She choked on a laugh and then exploded with uncontrollable laughter. "What?"

My cheeks heated up with embarrassment. "You promised that you won't make fun of me"

She pressed her lips together, suppressing her laughter. "Okay, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, baby girl"

"Tell me!"

"Didn't your mom give you the talk?"

I shook my head. "Nope... I didn't have a cellphone, I had limited exposure to the world. I only knew the world my parents wanted me to know... So, I don't know anything about it."

Her eyes went wide. "So, they never gave you sex education?"

"No..."

"God! Are you sure they were your real parent?" She thought for a while and then looked at me again. "How about I show you first and then you can ask the follow-up question"

"Show me?"

She nodded and pulled out her cell phone from her handbag, she used it for a while and then played a video before handing the cell phone to me.

My eyes widened as I saw a completely naked man and woman in the frame. I immediately gave her cell phone back to her and covered my face with both of my hands as blood rushed to my cheeks.

She laughed out loud. "Come on, stop being a baby, watch it!" she played the video again and handed it back to me. "This is where the babies come from," she said in a sing-song voice.

Keeping my mouth shut I watched the video. I cringed through the entire video. My cheeks were burning up, my whole body felt as if it has been electrified. I couldn't believe that a video could affect me this way. They kissed one another and did so much more than just that.

It was also the first time, I saw a completely naked man.

It was horrible.

The video ended and I silently handed the cell phone back.

"So?" she asked, amusement twinkling in her eyes.

My cheeks reddened. "I don't want to talk about it"

"Oh, come on..." she laughed. "You must have so many questions brewing in that mind of yours"

"Why?" I asked.

"It happens when two people love each other. It's their way of showing love, touching, making each other feel good" she explained.

I swallowed. "Does it hurt?"

"I mean your first time can hurt but if you love your partner, it will be the most beautiful experience of your life."

"It seems awkward... I think I'm traumatized," I mumbled.

"Hey, E, no, come on, it's natural."

She then explained so many more things to me, she was like a friend I never had. It was nice and it wasn't awkward or embarrassing like it was with Scott. Bianca was a wonderful person, I was so glad that amidst everything I had her.

Then I told her about what Scott did to me this morning and it made her raging mad. She told me she'll talk to him and if he still doesn't behave, she will tell Nikolai.

After knowing everything, I felt incredibly stupid with the way I have been acting. It made sense why Scott laughed at me every chance he got.

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