Pretty boy (Frerard)

Chapter two

"Fuck, fuck, shit, fucking fuckity fuck fuck mcfucker"

I cursed, quickly pulling on my panties and tiny pink skirt. I had taken a nap, and woken up at 8:55 pm. 5 Minutes before we were supposed to leave for the party. I rummaged through my shirts and found a nice white one sprinkled with pastel yellow daisies. I pulled on my thigh highs. I heard Mikey honking impatiently in the car outside. "JUST A MINUTE!" I yelled although I knew he couldn't hear me. I quickly put on some blush and tugged on my silver jelly flats while hopping down the stairs.

I got in the car and it reeked of weed. I scrunched my face and looked into the back seat, there was a giant bong and I huffed in disgust. "I better not get high off the air in here" I mumbled, poking at the soft, squishy skin poking out from above my thigh highs. I'd always been chubby, but I think it's cute.

Mikey looked over at my outfit and laughed snickered. "Gee, whats with the whorish little outfit? it's barely covering anything. This isn't a cutesy little tea party with 3 people. There's gonna be drugs, drinks, sex. You're setting yourself up for ass grabs and STIs." I gulped and suddenly regretted wearing such a tiny skirt.

After about 10 minutes we pulled up to a house I assume was Pete's. We stepped out of the car and I pulled my skirt down uncomfortably as I heard some people wolf whistling. Mikey started walking inside and I followed quickly behind him. He hugged a tall man with dark hair who I assumed to be Pete.

I looked around. People were making out in corners, hitting blunts and bongs, girls gave half naked drunken lap dances. I don't belong here, I want to go home. I turned to grab Mikey's arm but there was no one there. I looked around again but I couldn't see him anywhere. I could feel tears threatening to pour but I took a deep breath, slightly coughing because of the thick, smoky air, and set off to find Mikey.

The house was crowded and smelled like weed, booze, and sweat. I walked passed people naked, ass chugging, and multiple time I was offered drugs I had never heard of. I declined of course. I'd never done drugs, and wasn't planning on starting then. I looked around for a few minutes then noticed a pool in the backyard. Mikey might be out there.

I squeezed my way through people to get outside, expecting to get a breath of fresh air, but was hit with strong smells of beer and chlorine and I coughed. It was less crowded out here, but I still couldn't see Mikey anywhere. I frowned. I felt someone tap me on the shoulder and turned around expectantly. It was a tall man I didn't recognize. He seemed about my age but looked to be the build of a football player. His pupils were dilated over his blue eyes.

"Looking for something, baby?" He asked. His voice was low and raspy. I shivered and nodded. He put a hand on my shoulder and looked at something behind me, smirking. "You ever tried the pool here? Its nice and warm~" He stepped towards me making me step back into someone, who grabbed the back of my thigh and I yelped, shaking my head.

The water was illuminated with pool lights and glow sticks. There weren't too many people in there, just pairs along the edges of the pool making out or getting freaky. I felt my legs being swept out from under me and I shrieked, the person behind me held my underarms. I tried to kick and squirm but they held me firmly. I knew nothing good could come out of this when they started slowly walking towards the pool.

I cried and shook my head. I tried calling out for Mikey but couldn't even hear myself over the blasting music and people yelling. I squeezed my eyes shut as I heard the people carrying me slowly start counting down from 5, swinging my body towards the pool with each number. I knew what was coming.

They were on two and I someone yelled 'hey' angrily and loudly. I opened my eyes and looked over back at the house. Mikey was there, he started rushing towards me. But before I knew it their hands left my body, and I felt myself submerge in bright blue, lukewarm water. I looked up out of the water for a few seconds, then started kicking with all my might. I reached the surface gasping. People were laughing and Mikey helped me out of the pool.