My biggest mistake

Chapter eighteen

Maeve

⚠️*This chapter contains scenes that might trigger you, so please read this with caution. Consider this your warning, it will be the only one!* TW: drugs, alcohol, sexual assault!⚠️

"Don't drink too much alcohol, don't smoke and the most important thing don't do drugs!" Grey tells me.

"Grey, this is not the first time I go to a party, I know what to do!" I say opening my phone.

"I know, Maeve, but this party is wild. You need to take care, even though I am there I can't watch every move you make!" he continues turning to look at me.

I try to keep my eyes on my brother and fight the urge to glance at Atlas who is driving. He, Grey, and I ride together in his car. After all, from Grey's point of view, we are back to our old times. Jake and Kai are coming together with Isa to the house where the party takes place. After the football game, Isaac said he has really bad back pain and wants to go home. To be honest, I'm sad he's not here, Isaac and I always have the best time of our life when we party together.

The week went well, in my opinion. I avoided Atlas as much as I could and I showed him that what he did didn't affect me. I can't say that being right now in the same car with him isn't making me mad, annoyed, and sad, but I try to ignore that. The things I can't ignore are his eyes that scan me every time he stops at a traffic light and the one hundred messages he sent me this week. I didn't open them. I don't think I can do that.

The car stops and we get out. I wrap the football jacket closer to me when the cold air hits me. Tonight I am wearing a pair of wide black jeans, that have so many cuts that I could say I am wearing shorts, and a baby T-shirt, Grey gave me his football jacket, because I got cold after the game. My hair is down and tucked a little behind my ears.

"Maeve!" I hear Isa calling me and I turn towards her "You ready?" she asks taking my hand.

I hum in response.

The house is big and decorated in a modern design. The music is loud with a lot of people dancing and sitting everywhere. As we get past the living room I already saw two people put their noses over the tables.

I feel an arm on my shoulder. "Stay close."

I jerk away from him. I don't need Atlas's protection, I am capable of taking care of myself.

Isa and I finally get to the backyard, where is a big pool. There are already people swimming with their clothes on. Everywhere I turn my head there are people doing drugs, smoking, drinking, or making out.

Isa puts a drink in my hand.

"Come on girl, drink up your sadness!" she says as she starts drinking from her cup.

I take big sips from mine and when the alcohol meets my throat it burns every inch of it. I like it. I cough a little, but a smirk makes its way on my lips at the good feeling. I finish my drink and when I see Atlas looking at me I take another one. I am quite sure that I am going to get drunk tonight.

"Let's go dance!" I say taking Isa's hand and making our way towards the crowd in the house. The music is so loud that I can't even hear my thoughts. Perfect! My overthinking needs to shut up for a few hours.

Isa and I dance together to the beat of the songs that are being played in the background. We sway our hips and raise our hands above our heads like it's just us here. I need this; I need to not think about anything else for a few hours. I need to feel alive, to feel like it's just me and my best friend having the best time of our lives not caring that there are other people in the same room with us.