The house was dark with the blackout curtains pulled down. There were bright lights and the whole set of the house was rearranged.
People were slowly entering the house and I spotted Taylor with her friends. Turning around, Taylor rushed towards me and hugged me. "You look perfect!" She squealed when she pulled away.
Taylor was wearing a black tight dress which only just covered her ass with black stockings. She wore deep red lipstick and heavy black eye makeup, her black hair was curled.
"You too!" I replied in an equally squeaky voice.
We went over to the group and more people arrived. Ryan said it was just a gathering. A gathering was just having all friends round, I thought, but I saw people from school that I'd never even spoken to.
Layton pulled me into a suffocating hug, lifting me up as he squeezed. Layton was tall with scruffy black hair and pale skin with light blue eyes. He was wearing a black and blue checked shirt open two buttons down and black skinny jeans. Layton was flirty if you were close to him, but if he didn't know you he was really, really quiet. I felt Laytons hand run over my ass as he placed me back on the floor. Slapping his chest playfully I greeted the rest of the group.
Charlie gave me a nod, he wasn't much for hugs or contact. He was really quiet, but seemed to always be aware of everything going on. His gaze made me nervous. His feminine features stood out, but his build was quite short and chubby; in a cute way. I knew very little about him.
Then there was Amanda, Mandy for short. She was the sort that no matter whether you liked her or not, you had to be nice or she would be the bitchiest person around. She was a backstabber, I could sense it the moment I met her.
With more people arriving the house was packed for our "gathering". Everyone had brought some sort of alcoholic drink and I soon found out Ryan had provided some for us.
Ethan arrived with his group of friends who I barely knew. There weren't many people dancing, just talking to eahother. Ethan gave me a tight hug as soon as he lay eyes on me. Parker, his best mate, nodded giving me a crooked smile. But the rest of Ethans friends either didn't acknowledge my existence or glared.
As everyone began getting drunk I got wasted. 3 shots of vodka was making my head spin. A few drinks later my lips connected with someone. I couldn't see who but he had light brown hair and he worked out.
Dragged me upstairs and shoved me into the first room which was Libbys room. He pushed me onto the bed and lay on top of me kissing my and trying to get his hand up under my skirt which was a wake up call.
"No." I mumbled trying to push him. But he wouldn't move. "No!" I shouted. He wouldn't move and I kept shoving and shouting.
"Shut the fuck up!" He warned.
"Get off me! Help!" I shouted. I was weak and unco-ordinated. I could see three of the man. His hand got under my thong.
Letting out a scream, he covered my mouth with his hand. "Shut the fuck up!" He said through gritted teeth.
As soon as he moved his hand I screamed again hoping someone could hear me over the thumping of the music downstairs. Suddenly the man sat up and flipped me onto my front. He shoved my head into the pillow, suffocating me. I fought for a breath but I couldn't move.
The mans weight on top of me was suddenly removed and I got a breath. I couldnhear shouting. I rolled onto my back but couldn't keep my eyes open enough to see what was going on. I felt arms lifting me up, my weak body couldn't fight back and I hoped I was safer with whoever this was. Suddenly I felt some rope like stuff tickle my face, I picked it up to realise it was a dread lock. Jeordie?
Jeordie carried me downstairs and I heard shrieks from people and someone stroking my hair. I was taken upstairs again but I could see people around me through my blurred vision.
They took me to my room and lay me on the bed. I think everyone left except Taylor as she helped me undress, she slept next to me as she was supposed to sleep at my house anyway.
The next morning I woke to see Taylor sleeping in her underwear next to me, I was also in my underwear. I couldn't help but notice how beautiful Taylor looked with no makeup on.
Sitting up I instantly regretted it. It felt like someone had punched me in the stomach and hit me over the head with a metal pole, at the same time. Then the bile rose.
After getting dressed I came downstairs to see what looked like a bomb had gone off. Finding Ryan he was passed out on the floor. I nudged him with my foot to wake him up then I got paracetamol and orange juice.
"We really need to tidy up. Your mum doesn't like food in the front room, how would she react when she sees this?" I gestured around the room.
"My mom scream, cry then laugh about it while trapped in nostalgia." Ryan said it like he'd repeated it a thousand times.
I drank all my orange juice and took my paracetamol then got out a bin bag to start tidying. An hour into my tidy I heard the doorbell ring. Answering it there was a nervous looking woman with Libby by her side.
I said to her the most normal thing people say when taking an infant back from a stranger. "Hi, was she good?"
"Um... yeah. And you must be?" The woman said, keeping Libby close by her side.
"I'm Anna, almost Libbys step-sister except our parents aren't married yet. And you must be... Andrea! I've heard a lot about you." I lied through the last part. I just heard Georgia mention Andrea's name.
"Oh really? What sort of things have you heard?"
"Nothing that you'd like to hear." I shrugged, then to Libby I said, "come on, Libs, are you hungry?" Libby shook her head but took my hand. I took Libby's backpack from Andrea and with a smile I shut the door.
"You deal with that bitch better than I do." Ryan said as he took a gulp of orange juice.
"What happened last night?" I asked.
I realised it wouldn't be easy for Ryan to explain when he let out a big sigh.
