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Chapter 18- P for Party (Part 2)

WARNING:
EMOTIONAL CONTENT
includes death, bereavement, intimate scenes and emotional distress.

With the drunk teenagers getting out of control, the group reassembled by the front door.

"What the h*ll happened?", asked Zee.

"More people just started coming in", said Elliott.
"The beer was running out so they found my parents' stash.
They're literally animals out there."

"How are any of them even allowed alcohol? The legal age to buy it is eighteen", said Irene.

"They probably got their older friends to buy it.
It's not against the law to drink it with adults present", said Spencer.

"But there are no adults here!", exclaimed Rowan.

"Uh, guys?
I think another fight broke out", said Atlas, pointing to two people rolling around on the ground.

Eloise could sort of make out who they were.

Alex—one half of the school's 'IT' couple, and Max, a guy who flirts with Alex's girlfriend Naomi every chance he gets.
Naomi never flirts back.
Her heart only beats for Alex.

Ok guys, it's cringey when I say it, but these schoolkids think it's the sweetest thing since the invention of chocolate, alright?

"Oh dàmn!", called out Eloise.

"Elliott, is there another room we can hide out in?", asked Atlas.
"One they won't go to?"

After a brief moment of thinking, Elliott nodded.

"Yeah, there is.
Come with me."

Elliott led the group to his father's room. They had to pass several couples who were making out, and a couple who were doing even more.
The group spent the rest of the journey in silence, trying to get the images out of their heads.
In a corner of his father's room, there was a large self-portrait of Vincent Van Gogh. Elliott removed the frame, revealing a door.

"Wow, it's like we're in a spy movie", said Atlas.

"Rich people, man", mumbled Eloise.

"Yeah, yeah, stop gawping and get inside", said Elliott.

Once everyone was safely inside, Elliott shut the door.
The realisation of what was actually going on finally dawned on him.
His parents were going to kïll him if anything had been broken.

"Right, whoever did this needs to own up", said Elliott.

"What are you talking about?", asked Rowan.

"Oh, come on!
One of you posted about there being a party here as a prank.
You could've at least told me you wanted to party here–"

"Oh yeah because you found it so hard to say no to them", sarcastically replied Zee.

Elliott rolled his eyes, before turning to Spencer.