**** here we goooooooo ;) hope you enjoy. Most of us knew this was gonna be happening XD ****

We took advantage of having the beach to ourselves, surfing and swimming, tanning, or in Leah's and my case: falling asleep in the sun, all day.

Luna and Echo were holding hands and spinning round and round, spraying sand everywhere, and I was laying on my surfboard riding with the tide, smiling at them while Leah kept turning by me fast so that water splashed in my face.

Everyone joined me in the water, sitting on our boards side by side and watching the sun set.

I smiled up at the moon as the sun disappeared beneath the horizon, holding Leah's hand, laying my other hand in the water to make ripples and waves.

The torches on the beach, and the lights to the cabin porch cast orange glows to the beach. The orange contrasted against the blue glow from the moon.

I thought I would be scared to be in the water at night, knowing it wouldn't be like the day where I could see down to the bottom, the water clear and light blue.

I thought I would be too scared at night, scared about sharks because I couldn't see the bottom, where a shark may be swimming for it's nightly feeding frenzy.

But I wasn't. I was strangely calm. I felt calm here; it felt serene, intimate, floating here in the water and staring at the moon.

Sharks were the least of my worries.

Douchebag dudes, however, should have been part of my worries.

I should've known that he wouldn't make good with our deal. But I didn't, which is why, when I saw 5 figures approaching, lit up by a fiery glow, I jumped in surprise and fright.

I nudged the girls and shifted so that I was facing the shore, paddling in closer, straining my eyes to see something recognizable in the fiery faceless figures.

By now, I had figured that it was James and company.

But I was still uneasy when my suspicions were confirmed, the guys stepping into the light facing us.

I paddled to shore, but something about their stance made me motion behind me, halting the others.

I was paranoid, I know. But I had every reason to be, didn't I? Years with Him-I didn't trust anyone.

I didn't know what they were here for. And five guys standing on our beach at night, did not look good.

I stuffed the surfboard's tip into the sand and held on to it firmly, all while staring down James.

"You agreed to the deal. You lost. So fucking leave" I said, crossing my arms across my chest.

His eyes slipped downwards for a flash, and then he was back staring in my eyes.

I felt like his eyes were violating me even when he was looking into my eyes. It gave me shivers.

"You didn't make good on the deal. You sabotaged me. So why should I hold up my end if you didn't hold up yours?" he said, shrugging like it made perfect sense.

"I didn't cheat, it was fair game. Now I'm gonna ask you again, one more time: leave" I said, glowering at him.

He stared at me for a while, saying nothing. Each moment passed in silence added to my growing unease.

"I know you like me. Give it up, and just let it happen, me on you, or you on me. You know you want to" he said finally, quirking his eyebrows.

"Give it up! I don't want you, and that's not gonna change, no matter how many times you say it" I said, sighing exasperatedly.

"Come on baby, quit denying it, you know it's-" I interrupted his delusional thoughts by stepping forward and shutting his mouth with my hand.

"No. I don't like you. I don't want you. And I will not fuck you, just leave us alone!" I said.

I could hear the splashes of the others making it to the shore and pulling the surfboards up to the sand.

I felt their presence behind me, approaching us, and it raised my confidence and determination.

I stood up taller and glared harder, moving my hand away from James' face and glaring.

"Come on baby" he said as soon as his lips were free. He grabbed my arm and pulled me against him.

And just like that, his chill, albeit egotistical demeanor changed to pushy, forceful insistence.

I felt scared, terrified, because he reminded me so much of an early Him, an early.....John....

But I wouldn't react the same as then. I was stronger than before. I wouldn't let the same thing happen.

I knew he would take me and rape me, if he could. I could see it in his eyes, that same crazed glint that I saw in His eyes every day, every moment.

I wouldn't let it happen, I wouldn't sit back and let the terror make me defenseless.

I wasn't defenseless.

I struggled against him, pulling my head away from his, not letting him whisper vulgar things in my ears.

I elbowed his chest and stepped on his toe, jerking away from him. In my peripheral, I saw Leah jump on Chase and knock him backwards. And I'm sure the reason Bentley and Chad weren't here with James was because of Luna and Echo.

Luke was standing back, staring at all of it in absolute surprise. Poor guy, I'm pretty sure he was high as fuck right now and wouldn't remember a thing tomorrow, or just think he was tripping mad balls.

"Baby, don't be like that. What are you, a priss? A prude? You're a tease, you bitch. Just put out you prude" James said, changing tactics, trying to shame me into fucking him.

It was disgusting, bloody disgusting.

He grabbed my hips, groping my butt harshly as he did so, and pulled me against him, purposely pulling me upwards so that my body grinded into his.

His eyes got heavy for a moment and I took the chance to knee him right in the vile groin, smashing his balls upwards. He squealed and let go of me, falling to his knees.

I did a spin and kicked him right across the face so that he fell into the sand, his voice a high-pitched whimper.

I saw Chad and Bentley looking a bit bruised and holding their hands up in surrender, and Luna and Echo sharing a hi-five.

Luke was still staring in wide-eyed disbelief. So that left......

Chase. Pretty much a clone of James.

Leah was holding onto him tightly, clutched to his back, pulling his head backwards with her arms. She was small, but fierce. Never underestimate the power of fierceness in fights.

But she was stuck on his back, unable to do anything else to him but hold on tight.

I rushed over there and she nodded to me, jumping off just in time for me to swing my fist upwards, crashing into his jaw and sending him sprawling into the air.

They were all cowering on the ground, their faces so shoved into the sand it reminded me of lower wolves cowering in front of an alpha when trying to apologize for challenging the alpha, or get approval into the pack

I straightened up, thinking that for once, I wasn't the cowering lower wolf; I was the alpha.

I walked over to James and kneeled in front of him.

"If I ever, I mean, ever, see you again, this and more will be coming your way. Leave, and never return." I said slowly, enunciating every single word.

He nodded ever so slightly and I stood up, walking away.

As soon as I got in the cabin I slumped to the ground, hyperventilating.

I had been strong out there, because I thought I had to be.

But maybe I had read too much into things that weren't there. Maybe I let the terror of Him overlap into the slight discomfort of James? I had no idea.

But now that it was over, all the terror that I had converted into strength in the fight now changed back to fear, blind, red hot fear that consumed me and filled my mind with memories, flashbacks, and they came crashing down on me and I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think, all I could do was relive it.

So I relived it again, tears pouring down my face, feeling so much like blood, warm, hot blood pouring out of cuts and gashes, head wounds galore.

I felt hands on my back and I jerked away screaming, rocking back and forth.

I was hysterical, terror blinding me to anything but fear and pain. Everything was bad, and everything would be bad until the flashbacks receded and the panic attack calmed.

I felt bodies around me, but they didn't move, and they didn't seem threatening, so I let them be.

When I calmed down, the flashbacks dying down and moving back to the depths of my mind, where they would stay until they felt like terrorizing me again.

My nightmares had died down, but I had a feeling that would change after this.

I looked around to see Leah and Luna and Echo slumped around me, looking, but not staring, like they didn't want to be invasive.

I appreciated that. They were the best friends, and I was lucky to have them.

They were giving me a choice.

I could talk to them, or I could make them drop it forever.

I struggled to my knees, then stood up and walked out of the room without saying a word.

They followed and we went to bed.

Nobody said anything.

But Leah held me a little tighter than usual as we lay down to sleep.