I drove into the driveway of the already packed house. I got out and locked the car. I fixed my high-waisted shorts and crop top and walked inside. The smell of alcohol and weed filled the air. Drunk and sweaty bodies everywhere as the music blasted through the house. I spotted my best friend in the kitchen and walked over.
"Cameron." I shouted over the music. "Hey Lei." He said handing me a drink. "Are you drunk." He stubbled as he stepped back. "Maybe. Maybe not. Whatever floats your boats." He slurs. I chuckled as he leaned over on the counter.
I walked over to the cooler to get a beer. I bumped into one of my other best friends. "Sammy. What are you doing here. I thought you were in Arizona." I hugged him tightly. "I didn't go. I told my parents that we had a big test on Thursday and they said I could stay."
"That's great." I hugged him once more. "Plus I have the house all to myself." A smirk started to form on his face. "It gets kinda boring and lonely you know." He winked. "Sammy you know I'd love to but we can't right now." I looked down at my feet.
"Lets dance." He grabbed my hand as we walked to the dance floor with the other drunk people. He started to grind on me as he grabbed my hips. I started to grind with him as I downed my drink. The alcohol burning my throat. I started to feel really light headed. "Im gonna go sit down." I shouted over the music. "Okay." He shouted back.
I walked over to one of the couches past all the sweaty bodies. I stumbled a bit and felt someone grab my waist. "Hey babe." Nate. "N-Nate! I missed you." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I did to baby." He then smashed his lips against mine, our lips moving in sync and our tongues fighting for dominance. "How about we take this upstairs." He whispered in my ear. "Im sorry. I can't babe. Lets just enjoy the party." I waved my hands in the air. "I want to enjoy you babe." With that he threw me over his shoulder and walked me upstairs.
He opened the door to what I was guessing was his room because it was his party. He threw me on the bed and crashed his lips onto mine. He pulled away and started to kiss my neck, finding my sweet spot. I moaned out. He started taking his and my shirt off. He then kissed my neck down to the hem of my shorts. "N-Nate." I moaned once more. "Do that again. I love it." Began slipping off my shorts. "N-Nate stop." I moaned as he rubbed my heat through my panties. "Nate stop." I slapped his hand and sat up. "Nate, I can't do this." I grabbed my clothes and got dressed. I grabbed my phone and texted Cameron. "Hey bitch. Im not done with you." He then pinned me against the wall. He threw my phone to the other side of the room. "Your mine now." His hot breath brushed against my lips. "Nate, your drunk, let me go." I got out of his grip and walked to get my phone.
I started to call Cameron. "Bitch your mine." He then pushed me to the ground. He turned me so I was laying on my back. "I missed your lips. He pushed his lips onto mine. I tried to wiggle out of his grip but it was no use. "Hello." It was Sammy. He answered his phone. Thank goodness. "Sammy help-" Nate covered my mouth. "Sammy shes fine. Just go home. I'll bring her back in the morning." Then he hung up.
"No one can save you now. Its just you and me." He ripped my shirt in half. Tears started coming down my eyes. Someone started banging on the door. "Lei, are you in there." I shouted through Nate's hand. "Help me." He burst through the door and threw Nate off of me. He got on top on Nate and started to punch him. Soon his face was covered in blood. "Sammy stop!Your gonna kill him!"He got up and hugged me. I looked at Nate. He was out cold. "What did he do to you." He looked down into my eyes. "Nothing, Im fine." Tears were forming in my eyes. He hugged me again.
"Hold on. I'll be right back." He left the room and came back a few minutes later. He gave me one of his sweatshirts. "Here." I slipped it on. It smelled like him. His cologne. It smelt so good. "You okay there Lei." I then realized I was just sniffing his sweatshirt. "I wanna go home." He grabbed my hand and we walked out the house.
He walked me to his car. "What about my car?" I asked. "I'll bring it in the morning." We both got in his car and he drove off. "What did he do to you?" He asked as he cleanched his jaw. "Nothing. You came in before he did anything." I fumbled with my hands.
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"Helping me." I paused for a second. "You didn't have to." He looked over at me.
