Ch. 12: Mulder

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"Mulder is my favorite..."

I'm sitting in the dining room, nursing a mixed drink I watched Stu make as he sits next to me talking with a group of jocks. His arm is resting on my shoulders as I lean on the table, looking at the buff jock nerd out over the X-Files.

"I like the chick!"

"Her names Dana Scully, dumb-ass."

I snort at Stu as everyone else laughs. I take another sip, giggling as I feel myself sway a little. Sophia rushes in, a big smile on her face as she grabs my arm and pulls me up. I laugh as I'm pulled up, looking at her in question as she starts to ramble.

"A group of boys are moving the furniture in the living in for a dance floor! Come on! I want to dance!"

She rotates her hips as she says dance, causing me to laugh again as I turn around. I look at Stu and his friends as I hold up my drink. His friends are to busy looking at Sophia as she dances behind me, drunk.

"Stu? Can I trust you with my drink?"

"Well of course! I made it!"

I smile as I hand it to him, kissing his cheek drunkenly before being dragged away by my cousin. She pulls me into the middle of the dance floor as we start to dance together. I let the music flow through me as I rub my hands through my hair, swinging my hips around as Sophia dances beside me.

Songs pass before I feel hands grab my waist, pulling me closer. They start to kiss my neck as I shift my head to the side, letting them. I don't know who it is, just that I'm too drunk to care. The song ends as the hands grip me tighter.

"Hey, beautiful..."

My eyes shoot open as I shove him back, sobriety coming back fast.

"What the hell, Travis?! What are you doing?!"

"What am I doing? What are you doing?! Huh?! Dancing like that!?"

"I can do whatever the fuck I want, you degenerate, scum bag...Fuck Face!?"

Oohs fill the air as he looks at me in anger, moving forward to grab me as I back up. Someone immediately stepped forward, getting in between us as before Travis can make his next move.

"Why don't you step back?"

"Why don't you mind your own fucking business, Loomis?"

"Because you're making it my business..."

I watch as Billy leans closer, staring Travis in the eyes as everything goes silent around us. Sophia pulls me away from the two males as a circle forms around us. Tiffany appears out of nowhere with a worried look on her face as she grabs my other arm, looking around like a worried mama.

"What are you going to do, Loomis, huh? Call mommy to come save the day?"

Travis smirks as all air leaves me, shock filling my vains. Everything moves in slow motion as Billy smirks, looking demented as he raises his arm and punches Travis right in the face. Travis falls to the ground as Billy gets on top of him, landing blow after blow.

People cheer as this happens, making me look around in surprise. I look at both girls, a frantic look on my face.

"We have to stop him....someone has to stop him..."

They hold me back as someone else pushes forward, grabbing ahold of Billy and pulling back gently.

"Come on, Billy...he's had enough for tonight..."

Stu and another guy haul Billy off Travis, pushing him back as Stu grabs Billy's face. He forces Billy to look into his eyes as he speaks to him.

"You okay, Billy?"

"...yeah..."

Stu nods before looking back at Travis and two jocks standing over him. He points at the jocks, a serious look on his face as he starts to command them around.

"Get him out of here....I don't want that trash in my house again..."

They nod as they grab Travis, hauling him up and out of the room as everyone parts ways. Stu looks around, a smile on his face as he switches immediately.

"Let the festivities continue! Let's party!"

The music starts up again as I move forward, grabbing Billy's arm and dragging him towards the bathroom. He looks at me confused as I guide him through the mass of bodies, moving towards the stairs.

I know that Stu has a first aid kit in his bathroom, because I cut my finger one time I was here, and head towards his room. I open the door, ignoring Billy as he asks me questions. I open the bathroom door and switch on the light, letting Billy sit down as I grab the first aid kit and opening it up.

"Let me see your hands."

He holds them up, showing me the split knuckles and bloody fingers. I grab gauze and alcohol, wetting it before gently grabbing his left hand. He sucks in a breath as I dab his knuckles, cleaning away all the blood as he watches me.

"Thank you..."

I keep my eyes on his hand as I speak, not looking up. He stays quiet, watching me intently as I move on to his other hand. I hear Stu coming into his room, loudly speaking as he walks into the bathroom.

"Hey! There you both are! Nice moves out there, Bruce Willis...really showed him..." he laughs before looking at me, his smile dropping as he sees my expression. "You okay?"

"Yeah...I'm just so tired of that..."

I struggle to find the words as Stu and Billy watch me, amused yet serious looks on their faces.

"Degenerate Scumbag..."

"Fuck-Face?"

I look at them, nodding as they start to smile at me. I exhale, throwing away the gauze before washing my hands. I dry them off before turning towards the boys.

"Let's go get drunk..."

"Hell yeah! Come on, princess..."

Stu grabs my hand as he leads me out of the room, Billy right behind us. We head down the stairs and into the kitchen, where we find A worried Tiffany and Sophia.

"There you are! I was worried sick?"

"I'm fine, Smiley...I was just helping Billy..." Sophia looks behind me, a hard look on her face as she looks him up and down. "We're going to stay a little longer, okay?"

"Fine...but I want to dance more."

"After you ladies..." Stu shows up with an unopened bottle of Tequila and five shot glasses. "Take a shot with us..."

He pours each of us a shot and hands them out, a smile on his face. He holds up his own, looking at all of us as we do the same. Sophia is reluctant, but still does so as we wait for him to speak.

"Long live the Party!"

He takes the shot as all of us follow, throwing our head back as we down the harsh liquid. We all slam the glasses on the table as Stu grabs the bottle, pouring us all another one.

"Let's drink away the night, baby!"

"Cheers to that!"

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A/N

Still sitting in the dark night...but now I have company!

Drink water!!!!!!!!!!

Love
-the Author

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