FEW HOURS EARLIER
As Erin entered her room, her eyes landed on a thoughtful surprise on her bed - a beautifully wrapped package accompanied by a heartfelt note. Her gaze softened as she read the tender words: "Nothing in this world hurts more than your anger... hope this gift cools it off. Love, Jason."
Her face illuminated with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling with delight. With a sigh of joy, she gazed at the neatly ironed skirt beside the package, her heart swelling with appreciation. "He remembered," she whispered to herself, her voice trembling with emotion.
With trembling hands, she unwrapped the package, her heart overflowing with love and gratitude. The small gesture had spoken volumes about Jason's thoughtfulness and care, and Erin felt her heart fill with warmth and happiness. In this moment, she knew that their love was something truly special and her heart ached that they had to keep it a secret.
Erin's eyes widened in awe as she gazed at the stunning red gown, her excitement palpable. "This is beautiful!!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with delight. She enveloped the dress in a tight hug, her face radiating joy. "I love it!" she whispered, her eyes shining with happiness.
Just then, the door creaked open, and her roommate, Rebecca, entered. "Hmm... nice dress," Rebecca complimented, her tone casual. Erin's enthusiasm momentarily faltered, and she turned to face her roommate, her expression slightly subdued.
"Going on a date?" Rebecca asked, her curiosity evident. Erin's response was brief, "Yeah." Rebecca's eyes narrowed slightly, "With who?" she probed, her tone inquiring. Erin's face darkened, and she snapped, "I do have a boyfriend, okay?" The room fell silent, and Rebecca's expression turned awkward. "OK..." she trailed off, her eyes fixed on the gown still clutched in Erin's hands. "It's a lovely dress," she added, her voice soft.
Erin's expression softened, and she smiled, her eyes sparkling once more. "I know," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. As she spread out the gown, a letter slipped out, and Rebecca instinctively reached for it. Erin quickly snatched it up, her eyes locking onto the paper. Realizing her sudden possessiveness, she let out an awkward chuckle, her face flushing slightly.
Erin's face glowed with appreciation, but her eyes couldn't meet Rebecca's gaze. She felt a pang of guilt, knowing that she was secretly seeing Rebecca's boyfriend, Jason. She had tried to justify it to herself, thinking that Rebecca didn't appreciate him enough, but in moments like these, her conscience pricked her.
Rebecca's kindness and warmth only made Erin feel more ashamed. She knew she didn't deserve her friend's trust and support. As they hugged, Erin felt like she was living a lie. She pulled back, her smile faltering for a moment.
"Thanks, Rebecca. That means a lot to me," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She couldn't bring herself to look at her friend, fearing that her guilt would be written all over her face.
Rebecca didn't seem to notice anything amiss, but Erin's inner turmoil continued to simmer. She knew she had to end things with Jason, but her feelings for him were too strong. She was trapped in a web of deceit, and she didn't know how to escape.
As Dianne walked down the hall, her eyes seemed to glaze over, her movements becoming mechanical and stiff. Adley, who had been watching her from afar, noticed something was off and approached her with concern.
"Dianne, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle.
But as he drew closer, he noticed her eyes seemed distant, her pupils dilated, and her movements eerily robotic. His heart raced as he realized something was terribly wrong.
"Oh no, you've been possessed!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with alarm.
Dianne's response sent chills down his spine. "You have discovered, so I have no choice but to end you," she said, her voice cold and detached, her eyes empty of any recognition.
Adley's eyes widened in shock as Dianne's hands began to glow with an eerie energy. He tried to reason with her, but she was unresponsive, her movements driven by some unknown force.
The two of them clashed in a fierce battle, Adley struggling to defend himself against Dianne's relentless attacks. But despite his skill, he found himself on the defensive, Dianne's powers seemingly amplified by some dark energy.
As the fight raged on, Adley's desperation grew. He knew he had to reach the Dianne he felt something for, something he couldn't quit point what it was, the one who was trapped beneath Hermes' control.
With a surge of determination, he lunged forward, wrapping his arms around Dianne in a tight hug. "Dianne, come back to me, please!" he begged, his voice cracking with emotion.
For a moment, Dianne's movements faltered, her eyes flickering with a glimmer of recognition. And in that instant, Adley held onto hope, praying that he could break the spell that bound her.
As Erin's eyes scanned the note, a sly smile crept across her face. The letter read: "Meet me at the bell tower by 9:00 PM wearing this." Her gaze gleamed with a hint of mischief, betraying the thrill of a hidden tryst. Rebecca's eyes narrowed, her curiosity piqued by the enigmatic smile.
"If I wanted, I could use my hypnotic powers to uncover your secrets, Erin," Rebecca thought to herself. "But I won't. I respect your privacy, even if it kills me." She shook her head, pushing the thought aside.
"Meet me at the bell tower by 9 :00 PM wearing this," Erin read again, her mind racing with excitement. She couldn't wait to see Jason, to feel his arms around her, to taste the sweetness of their forbidden love.
Rebecca watched her friend, her expression a mix of concern and understanding. She knew Erin was hiding something, but she wouldn't push her to reveal more. Not yet, at least.
Meanwhile, Jason's creative touch had transformed the bell tower into a sumptuous sanctuary. Velvety red flowers spilled from elegant vases, their delicate petals unfolding like tender whispers. Balloons in deep crimson hues bobbed gently, like lovers' sighs, amidst the soft candlelight. The air was heavy with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the flickering flames' warm embrace.
Two chairs, adorned in red and white, faced each other in intimate proximity, like conspirators sharing a hidden truth. The round table between them gleamed with a subtle sheen, reflecting the soft light like a promise of secrets shared. Jason's eyes shone with pride, his smile radiant with the knowledge of a night carefully crafted to enchant. His confident gaze swept the room, drinking in the beauty of his creation, as he awaited the moment Erin would enter his romantic lair.
Jason's eyes flicked to his wristwatch, the digits gleaming in the dim light: 8:45. His heart raced as he answered the call, Rebecca's sultry voice dripping with seduction.
"Hey, babe..." she purred, her tone a velvet caress.
Jason's response was flat, his enthusiasm waning. "Hey, Bec."
Rebecca's laughter was a husky whisper. "Babe, where are you? I miss you. We haven't had our alone time in ages."
Jason's hesitation was palpable, his words tumbling out in a rushed breath. "Um... I'm busy, can I call you back?"
Rebecca's voice dropped to a whisper, her words laced with longing. "What's been going on with you, Jason? You've been distant, and I can feel it."
Jason's response was a barely audible mumble. "Uh... I'm outside."
Rebecca's suggestion was a silken snare. "Well, I'm in your dorm, waiting for you. Why don't you come and keep me company?"
Jason's resistance was weakening, his voice laced with a hint of surrender. "Bea... not now, please..."
Rebecca's tone turned sharp, her words a gentle rebuke. "And what you're doing is more important than me?"
Jason's capitulation was a soft whisper. "Fine... I'm on my way."
"Great. See you soon," she said, her voice trembling with excitement, her words hanging in the air like a promise. Jason's frustration was palpable, his hair raked back in a gesture of exasperation, his curse hanging in the air like a challenge.
As she spoke, her voice trembled with anticipation, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief. Jason's frustration was palpable, his hair raked back in a gesture of exasperation, his curse hanging in the air like a challenge.
He glanced at his wristwatch, the digits glowing in the dim light, before turning to leave, his long strides eating up the distance to Rebecca's room. The door creaked open, and he was enveloped in her embrace, her arms wrapping around him like a vice.
"Babe..." she whispered, her breath hot against his ear, her fingers tracing the contours of his suit, as if memorizing every detail. "You look good enough to devour."
Jason's reply was curt, his words clipped, his eyes flashing with impatience. "What's the occasion, Bec?" he demanded, his tone a thin veil for the desire simmering beneath.
Rebecca's smile was a slow burn, her eyes locked on his, her gaze a dare. "Can we just get this over with?" she echoed, her voice husky, her hands slipping beneath his jacket, her touch sending shivers down his spine.
Jason's warning was a low growl, his eyes flashing with a hint of fear, as if he knew he was walking into a trap. "Don't, Bec. You promised..."
Rebecca's shrug was a careless gesture, her eyes never leaving his, her voice a silken snare. "Off with the pants, Jason. Let's get down to business."
"Uh..." Rebecca groaned, at the sight of his manhood. She rubbed it with her hands and sucked on it, letting soft moans escape. Jason's lips parted before she opened her mouth to take it in and gulp. Her head stroked it up and down, and Jason moaned in pleasure, lost in the moment.
Meanwhile, Erin gazed up at one of the changes in the bell tower, her eyes fixed on it. "He'll come... He'll come," she repeated, convincing herself that he would arrive soon. She waited for the tower bell to ring loudly, signaling 10:00 PM. Tears filled her eyes, and she prepared to leave.
The moans slowly died down, and Jason hurriedly wore his clothes. "I've gotta go," he said to Rebecca in a rush, and as he opened the door, he...
Meanwhile, Erin gazed up at one of the changes in the bell tower, her eyes fixed on it. "He'll come... He'll come," she repeated, convincing herself that he would arrive soon. She waited for the tower bell to ring loudly, signaling 10:00 PM. Tears filled her eyes, and she prepared to leave.
The moans slowly died down, and Jason hurriedly wore his clothes. "I've gotta go," he said to Rebecca in a rush, and as he opened the door, he saw a furious Erin." Erin-"
SLAP!