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12_ Surrender

"What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? I own this club, where else would I go?" He shouts in her face.

"You think I don't know? Bruh, what I'm asking is that, what are you doing in the women's restroom?"

His expression falls quickly replaced by an embarrassed blush flying across his face.

Calvin changes the plate by asking, "Did you just Brozone me?"

She smiles smugly pushing him aside as she says, "Guess I did."

But in a swift movement, Calvin grabs her by the biceps and pins her in the restroom wall. His fingers find their way to her jawline and he clutches her face tightly.

His face grows darker as he says, "Don't think you can get away from me this time, Cupcake. You are mine."

"Don't call me that. My ex used to call me that."

He raises a brow loosening his grip on her face and says, "I'm your Ex."

Emma smirks and says, "Exactly."

His confused expression falls quickly as she headbutts him in the nose and he stumbles back, holding onto his bleeding nose.

She goes for a run but puts his leg in between tripping her and she falls. "Jesus!" She cries.

"Come here!" He yells pulling her by her legs but she tries to wiggle out of his grasp and fails.

"Get off of me!!" She screams as he hovers on top of her body, her body trapped in between his knees and Calvin pins her hands on the top of her head.

"Stop fighting, Maria! You're gonna lose anyway, Surrender."

She wiggles her legs violently, trying to shake him off of her. Calvin wipes his bleeding nose using his shoulder and winces. "I never thought you'd use my techniques against me. Now I love you more baby."

"Shut the f#ck up!!" She growls spitting on his face.

He shuts his eyes tightly, taking a deep breath. "I was hoping not to use it. But now you are being a brat, I'll have to do it."

She pauses for a tiny fraction of time and before she can register what he is talking about, a needle penetrates through her skin making her gasp loudly.

Calvin successfully injects in the drug his brother brought for him from Russia and smirks at her triumphantly.

She tilts her head to a side and sees the syringe with a clear liquid drug in her peripheral vision.

"GHB?" She blurts out, her vision fading into pure darkness.

Dark like his soul.

Calvin smiles at her unconscious figure lying still on the floor with her mouth slightly opened.

My sweet Cupcake, why won't you just surrender to me?

He pulls her body up and shoves her over his shoulder and walks out through the backdoor.

The Parkers get dumber each day. Look how stupid they look drunk. Niall is holding Nick's hand and they're leaning on each other. Like, what the f#ck? Ugly f#cking bustards tried to lock me up in jail.

Calvin places Emma gently in his backseat and drives to Norbury.

After the 30 minute ride, he finally drives into his place and carries her in his arms walking into his bedroom.

We used to have 'fun' in here.

Calvin watches her sleeping for a while and walks out of the door to the next room where his computer is.

'GHB?' he remembers her saying before she lost her consciousness and opens the tab.

He types in GHB.

Results appear faster than lightning and he stares at his screen for a second.

He throws a punch on the wall, then again and again and again, and stops when it starts to bleed.

He takes a glance at his screen again.

"Oh my, please. Oh, f#ck! F#ck! F#ck. Don't, ugh..." He drags his words and quickly finds his pill bottle and pops one into his mouth.

He didn't bother for the water and swallows it hard.

He runs into the other room to look for his phone while the screen shines brightly, the words clear like a day on them.

GHB is UNSAFE and illegal for use as a dietary supplement. It can cause many serious side effects including hallucinations, confusion, memory loss, slowed heart rate, slowed breathing, seizures, coma, and death. Long-term use can lead to addiction and withdrawal symptoms when it is stopped.

Calvin screams at the top of his lungs, scratching his head in anger and guilt.

"What if she dies?" He asks himself biting his nails, walking forth and back.

He washes his hand pulling a piece of clothes and ties it tightly around it.

It is the twelfth time he is calling Carlos, one of his drug buddies, about the dose.

The call goes back into the voicemails and he throws the phone against the wall, breaking into pieces.

"F*ck! F*ck this! God!"

He yells at himself looking in the mirror and pulls a finger gun out of his pocket and puts it in his mouth.

"Max? Emily? Guys?"

Calvin pulls his fingers out of his mouth and goes back into his room to find Emma crouching on the floor as if to protect herself from the earthquake and crying for help.

He slowly moves closer to her to take a better look.

His face melts into a fear-stricken face as he meets her eyes.

Emma's eyes are bloodshot red and glazing. He tries to calm her and place a hand on her cheek but she flinches hard and falls on the floor flat on the chest and groans.

She starts to make disturbing noises with her throat and crawls with her hands making it appear like she is swimming.


Shake it off, Calvin! Help her.

Calvin pulls her up and tries to make her stand but her legs give up.

So that's why.

She clings to him and hugs him tightly. "Help....." She pleads quietly at him as he pulls her over him.

She wraps her legs around his waist and snakes her arms around his neck, nuzzling her nose in the crook of his neck.

He tries to put her in bed but she won't let him put her. "Cal."

He pauses. Did she call me?

"Cupcake," he addresses her back.

"I can't breathe."

"What?" He frowns.

"I want water."

"I'll get you water. Stay awake, will you?"

She nods silently and sits down on the bed as Calvin goes out to the kitchen to get water.

Who will I call for help? Should I call Niall? No, that would be frickin' stupidity.

Calvin walks back into his room and stops in his track.

Emma has passed out on the bed with her hands spread on the bed, giving him a quick replay of Jesus on the cross.

He looks around and sighs. How will I call someone?

He shakes his head in frustration and pats on Emma's jeans to find her phone and find it in the back pocket.

He quickly scrolls through the number. Calvin's jaw clenches as he sees Chase's number in it.

And Calvin's name was renamed as Ex.

He closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose.

The number he has been looking for appears on the screen and he presses on the name.

The person picks the call in the fifth ring and the voice comes out of the other side as a melody.

"Sky, where are you? We are worried about you."


"Um, Emily, This is Calvin speaking."

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