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While in the room where she had been taken she thought he had taken her there to profess his love for and she couldn’t wait to reciprocate that feeling towards him.

Little did she know that they were being recorded and Roland knew all about the planted camera? Once in that room it seemed the old Roland had retuned as he became physical with her.

“Strip, Black” he said and his eyes had turne from the normal grey to what shade of dark she couldn’t understand.

“Wait what?” she asked surprised.

“I thought we came here to have a quiet time and to talk about us?” she raised question but he just let out a sinister laughter.

“Tell me what is on your mind Black as he became once again and apologized for hid outburst and she was smitten once again.

“I really do like you Roland and I was thinking maybe we could be an item, you’ve been giving me the chills lately” Celine said and he came closed to her she felt he was about to give her the kiss she dreamt of but he gave her a hard slap across the face.

“What makes you think I would want to date a woman who looks like you? You look so dirty and cheap and most probably out of my league I brought you in here to defile you but you seem to have other ideas and now I think if I got intimate with you I would smell like rotting dirt” Roland said and left the place leaving her dumfounded and foolish.

She began to cry once again Elle was right she indeed was stupid what had made her to think he loved her in the first place.

The sting from the slap on her face was no match to the pain of her heart breaking into shambles at that moment, she stared at him, pained and wishing he would just console her and apologise for his misconduct, if he had then she would let go of the hatred that was now brewing in her mind but he remained defiant.

"What? Why are you staring at me like that uh? Do you have a death wish?" Roland scowled.

Celine moves backwards instinctively, she never for once feared him no matter what he has done to her but at that moment, she wasn't seeing him anymore but a ruthless monster.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Celine managed to ask, she was curious and wanted to know why he decided to not only turn her down but also make her life a living hell.

Roland chuckled.

"Why? Can't you tell." Roland asked sarcastically.

"I thought we were good, you had begun to care about me then why in the whole world did you do this, this isn't who I thought you were." Celine said sadly.

"You thought I had begun to like you? You? I can never waste my feelings on first like you, it's not a news, you should now that, as I have stated earlier, my plan was to get down with you here, you look slutty and I only wanted to make your bitchy life worth living but after hearing your filthy confession of love to me, I feel irritated than ever and I can't imagine myself touching you." Roland said truthfully.

Celine sobbed quietly as she heard his heartbreaking plans for her, he had intended to make a fool out of her and then sleep with her, worse, rape her, he didn't love her and Eleanor was right, the girl was always right yet she didn't listen and now she's paying the price for it.

Roland looked at her in disgust and scoffed, she had thought to highly of herself and this spoilt his mood greatly, he found no use for her anymore and counted her emotions as an insult on his personality, he had installed cameras in the place so when he gets down with her, it would be recorded and he could watch it over and over again with his homies, friends and literally the whole school, she soiled his plans.

He eyed her and angrily stomped out of the room, he left the cameras still working and was too pissed off to remember to take them down or delete the scene, Celine collapsed to the ground immediately he left, she cried loudly and her eyes became sore, she was hurt beyond words and couldn't keep the pain in.

Meanwhile, Eleanor didn't give up the search, she kept opening the door to every room she saw, finally, Roland walked past her hurridely, his face was red and he didn't pause to look at her for a second, this made her panic, it meant something bad had happened, she hurridely ran down the place she saw him walking down from, opening each room mindlessly and finally, she heard sobs coming from a certain room and she quickly ran there and opened the door.

Lo and behold, there was her poor Cece, on the floor, she held her cheeks with her hands and we're eyes were bloodshot, she had been crying uncontrollably, Eleanor didn't waste any time in rushing towards her best friend, she held her hands and saw fingerprints on her face, she was dumbfounded.

"Celine?" Eleanor said as she panicked.

Celine couldn't answer and kept crying bitterly, Eleanor felt her heart break in pieces.

"Celine, who did this to you?" Eleanor asked calmly; perturbed.

Celine opened her mouth to speak but all she could do was sob loudly.

"Celine who did this to you?" Eleanor asked again, this time her voice was raised.

Celine still sobbed loudly.

"Who did this to you!" Eleanor yelled, she had lost her mind and patience.

"It was a lie, he never loved me, you were right Elle, you were right! Roland never liked me, I should have listened to you." Celine cried.

Eleanor burst into tears and quickly wiped them off, she flung onto Celine tightly and patted her back.

"You're fine CeCe, you're fine." Eleanor whispered into her ears.