“I was…” I try to think back, cycling through the mess of what I think are memories spinning around in my head. “At a rave.”
“Rave?” he asks, sounding both hopeful and terrified.
“Yeah.” I clear my throat again and wince. The pain is getting better, but what I really need is water. “I started to feel weird, and…” I let out a frustrated huff. “I can’t remember. I think I was grabbed? It’s all a blur.”
“Yeah,” the guy says dejectedly. “For me too.”
“What do you remember?”
“I was at a rave too?—”
“Where?” I cut in. Were we taken from the same place?
“An abandoned warehouse.”
“Helix?” I ask, the name slipping out as a flash of what could be a memory hits out of nowhere. Did I see him getting grabbed? Or did my brain make that up?
“Yeah.” He sounds surprised. “How did you know that?”
“I was there too. I saw you get grabbed, I think.” I shake my head as another cluster of fragmented memories hits.
A dark room, and a hard, strong body against mine. Soft sighs as I run my fingers through silky hair. A wet, hot mouth wrapped around my dick, and a big hand stroking my cock.
Did that actually happen? Did I really hook up with Helix? Or did whatever I was drugged with make me hallucinate all that?
“What else do you remember?” I prompt when he stays quiet.
“Not much. I started to feel weird too, and I remember I was…”
“What?”
“I went into one of the rooms with someone, and we…did stuff. But then everything started to feel weird, and the next thing I remember is two guys coming at me, then nothing until I woke up.”
“How long have you been awake?”
“No clue.” He huffs out a sigh. “It feels like forever, but it probably hasn’t been that long.”
“This might sound weird, but the person you went into one of the rooms with, was it a guy by any chance?”
“Why?” His voice is suspicious again.
“Because if it was, I think it was me.”
“Xave?” he squeaks.
“Yeah.” I pause. “Wait, did I tell you my name?”
“Yeah,” he says quickly.
“Shit.” I stretch my legs out in front of me to help loosen them up. “I used a fake name to get in; I must have been really out of it if I blew my cover and told you my real name.”
“I think we were both out of it.”
“Yeah, probably.”
The fact that I went into the smash room with a guy is strange, but it’s not freaking me out. I’ve never hooked up with a guy before, and never met one I’ve wanted to mess around with, but it’s not like I haven’t thought about it.
Most of it was curiosity after my cousin Killian hooked up with his stepbrother Felix, who’s now his boyfriend, and even though I’m straight, I can see the appeal of being with a guy.
