𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧•𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐤 ➸ 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧

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The music was loud and harsh. The place reeked of alcohol and sweat. It was like this every friday. The pogues and the kooks at the Boneyard partying until sunrise.

I stumbled over to the alcohol stand and took a cup of beer. I was feeling dizzy because the amount of alcohol i had made me really tipsy.

I thought of going home but that seemed too boring. I didn't like staying at home for long because i was alone.

My dad left when i was little and when i turned 14 my mom died.

Due to the fact that i had no siblings i've been alone ever since.

I made up my mind and wandered to the middle where people were enjoying themselves and dancing without a care in the world. So that's what i did too.

I usually came to parties with my friends JJ, Kiara, Pope, Sarah and John B but they all went home a few hours ago.

Honestly i didn't know why they were friends with me. I was a bitch with most people.

I guess it was a good idea to start surfing. I met them there. We became best friends and they helped me through a lot of shit. They were my family.

Then i met Jake. He was a kook. The only one i ever tolerated.

Jake was bearable for a few months but it started going downhill when he became aggressive and violent. His anger issues became worse with each month and now after a year of being with him i was basically scared to say anything that might piss him off.

That's why it was a big mistake to let a random guy dance on me. I didn't know what i was doing, i was drunk and exhausted so i kept dancing and twirling my hips in the rhythm of the music.

After a few dances I felt someone grip my arm and basically toss me away from the dude.

Jake.

My vision wasn't clear and i wanted to get out of here as fast as i could. I wanted to lay in my bed and wake up in the morning without a single regret.

I saw Jake throw punches to the guys face as the crowd gasped and tried to get him off the dude.

After about a minute Jake stood up leaving the guy close to death in the sand. His face was covered in blood and his nose didn't look like it was in one piece.

The motherfucker broke it.

Jake stormed towards me and i already felt my heart beating faster.

He grabbed my arm and led me away from the crowd.

In the process his grip on my arm tightened and i let out a quiet hiss at the pain.

Jake looked at me his eyes full of rage and anger. He wasn't done and i feared what was yet to come.

We got further and soon he let go of me.

I backed away when he took a step towards me. He clearly didn't like that judging by the way he clenched his jaw.

"You fucking whore" he yelled and slapped me.

It took me a few moments to realise what he had done before i felt the stinging pain on my left cheek.

I cried out and felt a hot stream of tears running down my face.