Something Is Missing | Ronnie Radke

Chapter 14- Date Night

We pulled up to a rather big house, a mansion if you will, that had at least 20 cars in the driveway. That was a lot of people. My heart beat picked up, I didn't know if I was comfortable with a big group.

"It looks like there's quite a few people here," I commented as he shifted the car into park. I was in complete awe of the house, it was beautiful.

"Yeah, this is about half the size of their dinner parties, too. Now come on, you'll love them. Brittany and Seth are great," he said as he turned the car off.

I slowly got out and met him in front of the car. He began to usher me toward the door. When we got there, he just pushed his way in and pulled me with him.

The entire place was crawling with people— none of which seems to have a care in the world that new people were there. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked around, this place damn near could've been Jay Gatsby's. It was absolutely stunning.

"Oh here! They have the food out already," he exclaimed as he pulled us into the kitchen.

There was tons of food lined up across a bunch of tables. And man, it looked like heaven. My stomach practically growled as I set my eyes on the potato salad and the pasta salad. That was like heaven to me— two of my biggest cravings.

We both grabbed food and then went to sit down on two opened chairs on the back patio. As we sat there, he looked over at my plate and raised a brow. "How far along are you, again?" He asked as he stuffed his face.

It took my all not to roll my eyes. "I was 17 weeks yesterday," I replied.

"You're not showing yet," he said, continuing to stuff his face. He was chewing with his mouth open. Ugh. Ew.

I shook my head. "The doc said it was normal. I'll start showing eventually," I told him. I could see a slight change to my stomach without clothes on, but man, it was weird that I could still wear all of my clothes.

"That's good. Do you know what you're having yet?" He questioned and took a sip from a red solo cup that had been sitting there when we got there.

"Uh y-..." I began, but someone quickly cut me off as they came up behind Terry and wrapped their arms around him.

"Terry! My man! What's up! It's been so long," the guy greeted. "Oh! And you must be Jen! Y'all need to come with me! We are about to kick off our game of beer pong!"

My eyes widened, but Terry stood up and dragged me with him toward a beer pong table. "Okay! You guys against us," the guy said as he joined a guy on the other side.

I shook my head as I looked at Terry. "I gotta sit this one out. But you have fun!" I told him. He practically ignored me as another one of his friends took my spot.

I sat down and watched as they started the game. Terry seemed to be having a good time and had no clue I existed. As I sat there a woman came to sit down next to me.

"Hi there, I'm Taylor," she greeted. She was much younger than anyone there. Had to be about 21. "I saw you sitting by yourself and thought that I'd come and say hi."

I smiled back. "Hi. I'm Jennifer," I replied as we shook hands.

"Who are you here with?" She asked as she looked over at the guys playing pong.

"Terry," I mumbled as I nodded to him. "He's been playing pong for a while now." I looked down at my feet and let out a sigh.

This wasn't fun.

"Terry is an asshole! He thinks cuz he's friends with Cole Swindell that he's all cool! Ugh, I hate it," she said. She stood up and grabbed my hand. "Now come with me! You can hang with me and some of my friends!"

I didn't object as she pulled me with her. The rest of the night was a blur. Taylor and her friends were extremely nice and surprisingly didn't even ask me to drink. It was nice not to be pressured and hang out with someone who wasn't Cassidy or on the tour crew.

At a certain point, Taylor and her friends decided they wanted to head out to a club, so I was left to look around and find Terry wherever he may have gone.

He wasn't at the pong table, so I began to look around the house. As I shuffled into the 'ball room' the smell of weed filled the entire room. I rolled my eyes and continued to look, people bumping into me nonstop. I did my best to make sure they didn't hit my stomach.

That was when I stopped dead in my tracks, my eyes glued to the table in front of me. There Terry was, leaning over the table, snorting lines of coke.

It'd been seven years since I had been anywhere near cocaine. This wasn't good. I couldn't do this and I couldn't be anywhere near someone who did it. I couldn't let cocaine be back in my life. Especially when I officially had someone else to worry about.

I needed to get out. Terry never noticed me, I just pushed my way out of the house and began to run, letting my feet take me as far as they could. I was somewhere just east of the city, I could faintly see the Batman Building in the distance.

As I began to make my way that way, tears began pulling from my eyes. The thought of being that close to a drug that almost took my life scared me. I'll never forget the first time I tried it.

"Jen! Come here! You have gotta try this! Markus brought in this great supply! It's so much better than the fucking weed we've been doing," my boyfriend, Jacob, called as he moved to me and wrapped his arms around me.

I was already high, so seeing him the way he was didn't alert me. I wrapped my arms around him and followed him to where a couple of our friends were.

The night was a blur, but holy fuck. I was so high. I felt like I could fly to another galaxy.

As I got to a gas station, I pulled out my phone to call an Uber. There was no way I was making it home.

While waiting for the Uber, I broke down. This wasn't what I wanted to happen. And there was no one I could talk to— no one would understand.

Well, except for one person.

I pulled out my phone and dialed that person. I couldn't do it anymore.

"Hello?" His tired voice asked. He must've been sleeping.

I leaned back against the brick wall as I held my tears in. I couldn't believe I was doing this. As I rubbed my bump I sucked in a deep breath.

"R-Ronnie, I need you."