Save me.

Party

It was the night of Jordan's party and Kayla agreed to come over to get ready with Sam.  Excitedly, sam bolted to the door to greet kayla.

"Are you excited as fuck or what"! Kayla beamed. Sam replied with a nod and smile. They both rushed upstairs to get ready for the party. Sam applied some eyeliner, foundation, and blush to her face, and finished her look by adding mascara to her eyelashes. Sam's eyelashes looked really long after applying mascara. Finally, Sam borrowed Kaylas red lipstick and put it on to find an amazed kayla looking at her. "You look hot girl", Kayla exclaimed.

Generally, sam never thought of herself as an attractive person but looking at the mirror, she couldn't lie. Sam thought she looked good. Her makeup was light but sexy, and her dress was a crimson red which hung onto and was tightly absorbed into her body shape. Her dress barely passed her knees, and she'd by lying if she said she didn't think she looked sexy.

She looked at herself and smiled before kayla dragged her arm out of the house and to her car.

On their way to the party, Kayla turned up the volume of the song "Turn down for what" from the drivers seat. Sam and Kayla giggled and did little dance gestures to the beat of the music. Sam loved every minute of it.

When they entered the house, there was already loud music blaring from speakers, and Jordan's house was massive. No, massive would be an understatement. It looked more like hogwarts to Sam. Soon after Kayla introduced Sam to a few people, she ended up leaving with Jordan, leaving Sam alone. The last thing kayla said to her was "go find some cute guys to get it on with", and Sam couldn't help but laugh at her friend's sexual remarks.

Her eyes scanned the crowd, immediately searching for Trent. She didn't know why she wanted to find him, and why there was hope he'd show up, but that was exactly what she was doing. "I wonder if he'll show up", she thought to herself. "Not that I care", she added. "Okay maybe I do care". 

He left her guessing, and that was what made her curious about him most. She liked challenging people to figure out. Her exes were all predictable. She usually dated smart guys with set futures, and no mystery to solve. Trent was different.

He was a puzzle that she wanted to complete. Finally, after scanning the crowd and smiling at people continuously, she decided that Trent hadn't come. A little dissappointed, she made her way upstairs in hopes of finding a quiet place. Most rooms were locked but there were a few that were open. She entered one of the few that was open, and was grateful to find it empty. She closed the door behind her and looked around the room. There were athletic awards, trophies and certificates everywhere. Sam felt as if she had walked into LeBron James' room. There was a bowl of brownies on an antique lamp table, and Sam couldn't help feel her tongue hunger for the taste of them. Sitting on a chair, she shuffled the brownies in her mouth, finding them taste a little strange. She figured someone may have overcooked them or not added enough sugar, but she was hungry, and they were still edible.

Filling herself up, she lay down on the floor and realized how full she was. She lay there for a minute before standing up, and as soon as she Stood up, she felt wierd all of a sudden. Her head felt weightless and she saw colours. For some reason, she realized she was genuinely happy and developed a never ending smile on her face. She giggled at the lamp post, thinking it was a unicorn and scolded it for appearing not often enough. She strolled happily across the room and started glancing at the photos on the table. Her eyes widened with disbelief. The photos were all filled with Trent and his friends. Trent lived in Jordan's house?  Suddenly, the realization hit her that it was Trent's room and that she needed to get out of there. Frantically, she began screaming and tried to run out the door, but ended up finding herself running in circles as her mental ability was obviously somehow compromised. She continued running in circles for about 2 minutes before someone entered the room. Sam stopped in her tracks and began panicking as she stared into the familiar blue eyes. 

He looked pissed, as he stared at Sam's state of shock. "What the fuck are you doing in my room", he questioned with clenching teeth. Sam couldn't think straight and started babbling words. "Do not be sad Trent, Be happy. Did you know unicorns exist. I just saw one. I like rainbows too." Sam crossed her arms and began pretending to speak in a tough voice. "Oh look at me I'm trent. I'm so confusing. Come here Sam, I'm looking at you so come here. No sam go away, your so annoying." Trent stopped sam from speaking further as he realized the brownies from the plate were gone. "Did you eat all those brownies", he pointed at the plate. Sam put on a fake innocent smile ."Nope, not mee, I have no idea what your talking about. A ghost ate them. I saw the ghost."

"The ghost of sam?", Trent looked at her in disbelief, then burst out into loud laughter. "What's so funny?, sad sam confused. "You fucking dumbass, those were hash brownies, and oh god are you more than ever high right now" Sam's face went pale. She shrieked in fear. "You mean to say I had drugs?, oh my gosh, I am so going to dye." Trent confirmed her death for his own entertainment, as he watched her panic and try to walk without falling.

After containing his laughter and assuming himself again, he returned to his usual annoyed tone. "Anyways, I came in here to get a condom, so I can fuck the girl waiting in the other room for me". Sam became exasperated by his words. "Why don't you fuck girls in your own room", sam shrugged. "No one is usually even allowed in my room, firstly, and secondly, I only do one night stands which don't deserve to wake up to this pretty face." Sam scoffed, "you wish. You have a buttface that looks like it came out of chewbaccas asshole." Suddenly Trent glared at her, and backed her into the wall. "I don't know who you think you are sam, but your gut to mess with me frustrates me. It makes you brave, and I Hate how I can't stop thinking if your pesky little brave acts. What the fuck are you doing to me Sam? I've never, ever thought about any other girl as much ass I think of you, and it needs to stop. If you know what's best for you, you'll leave me alone." With that last statement Trent left the room with a condom in his hand, leaving a very shocked and confused Sam.

Shortly after Trent left, Sam couldn't help but to be bothered of the idea of him and another girl having sex. It made her jealous and she didn't know why. It wasn't supposed to, she knew they weren't together, but she couldn't deny the ping of jealousy regardless. Groaning, she went downstairs to intoxicate herself to forget about him. She grabbed a few shots of alcohol, and downed it. Others cheered her on, and before she knew it, her limits were way past exceeded and she was certainly wasted. Stumbling through the crowd, a guy named Jaxon stopped her to ask her name. They talked and laughed together, finding out more about each other. Sam perceived him to be a pretty decent guy, and decided to take him up on his offer of talking somewhere quiet so she could hear him better. Intoxicated, sam followed Jaxon as he led her into a bedroom. Jaxon closed the door behind them, and immediately started kissing sam. Feeling disgusted, she tried to push him off and struggled to keep him away from her. He forced his lips on hers, and tears started brimming in her eyes.  Using her power, she tried to push him off as he pushed her on the bed and held her hands. Tears were now streaming down her face as she begged him to stop. He took off her dress with one hand while holding her hands with the other. Sam started screaming for help. Just as Jaxons  fingertips brushed on Sam's panties, Trent entered the room, in nothing but his shorts. "I swear to god sam, if your screaming for no reason, Trent stopped speaking before he looked up. Trent saw Sam's watery eyes and the force of Jaxon holding her hands down and immediately saw red. Trent lifted the guy up and continuously threw violent punches at him. "Don't.  You. Ever. Touch. Her. Agin", Trent stated through punches. "Get lost, and if I ever see you again, I will kill you" Was all Trent needed to say before Jaxon disappeared. 

Trent sat down beside sam on the bed and sighed. "Have you been drinking", he asked? Sam nodded. "I'm sorry to disturb your sex", she struggled to say between tears. "Hey look at me, it's okay. I promise". Then he did the unexpected. He hugged sam. She felt comfort and secure in his arms. She thanked him genuinely. He was about to leave when she remembered Kayla would be staying at Jordan's house for the night. She spoke up. "if its not too much to ask, can you stay with me until I fall asleep, I promise you can leave after." "You're sleeping over?" He questioned. Sam nodded. Trent agreed to stay with her but only until she fell asleep. Then he said he would leave right after. Although, that was not what happened. As Trent lay down beside Sam and sleep took over her, he stayed long after she was asleep. "What are you doing to me"?, he whispered, before he felt his eyes close, continuing to lay beside sam till the morning came.