Paul & Moi

Chapter 29

I put on light makeup to go to the party. I'm sure I'm going to move a lot and I don't want to look like a clown at the end of the evening. I curl my hair quickly to give a little volume and then I decide to put on a simple tank top and a slim. I leave home at 10 p.m. to go to the party.

I arrive in front of the large villa and many cars are parked in front. I hear the music from outside! I hope no one will call the cops.

There are a lot of people! The whole high school is there! The music is full and everyone dances in every room. There are of course, as in all parties, couples who are dazed by it and at the limit take action in front of everyone because they are so drunk, people who finish whole bottles of vodka and others in corners discussing and doing shady things. I see the cheerleader team in a corner, whom I join because they are the people I am closest to.

"Oh Nina, you're here! Come and talk to us!" A girl from the team is training me towards them.

Jena is here of course, but I'm not going to squit, we're here to have fun and it's still my best friend. So I send her a big smile that she gives me without hypocrisy.

"This party is a bomb!" Exclaims a girl from the team.

"Yeah and there are all the handsome guys together, we'll be able to enjoy it"

"I'm going to get some drinks"

We talk at length and drink many glasses and then we decide to go dancing with others.

I decide to forget all my worries and have a lot of fun tonight. I ignite the track with my friends, a bottle of vodka in my hand without worrying about others.

A few guys come to join us, we have a few games of looks but no contact with me. They are glued to the other girls on the team.

A guy out of nowhere and whom I have never seen in high school comes to approach me.

"Hey, how are you?"

"Yeah, and you?" I answer.

"You seem to be having a lot of fun. Can I join you?" He asks me by getting closer to me and taking my arm.

Before I can answer, I feel someone tightening me very hard by the waist, I'm on the verge of gerber.

"Don't even try to approach him or I fart your face."

The guy obeys and moves away quickly.

"Why so much violence Paul?"

He fucks my neck and whispers in my ear.

"Because no one has the right to touch you baby".

It's so sexy!

"You're so much sexier dressed like that than the other pussy in mini-skirts"

I start rubbing against him while dancing, to light him I admit.

"We didn't do anything last night, maybe tonight I'll be entitled to something?"

I smile at him and then I kiss him languidly.

"I'm going to get a drink, I'll come back," I tell him as I left him to go to the bar.

I pass the crowd to go to the bar. I can hardly get served, with everyone around. I'm coming back to the living room but Paul is no longer there. Too bad, he had to join his friends.

I drink my glass and then I look for the toilet. I think they are upstairs. I go up the stairs and then open the first door I see.

A redhead is in full action with a guy. I quickly close the door.

People have no restraint frankly, do this in someone else's bed...

I open the door next door and it's an empty room this time. I am reassured. I go inside and see another door. It must be the bathroom.

I open the door and see a blonde dressed in a very short black dress, leaning over the sink, holding a rolled note in her hand.

Definitely, it fucks and sniffs.

"Excuse me, I..."

She turns to me, surprised.

"Hillary?!!!"

"Get out!"

I enter the room and close the door behind me.

"Are you serious here?! No, but you farted a lead there, what's wrong with you?!"

"Close it! I don't need madam, I have a perfect life to judge me"

"I don't have a perfect life!" I hasten to answer.

"Ah, because maybe it's you who finds yourself alone without a parent? Was it you who must have seen your father die feeling helpless and good for nothing? And it's surely you who won't have your father by your side to see you grow up and build your life? "She yells at me.

"You are not alone! Your mother is there for you and Jena and me too, we are here for you. But you decided to put us aside and that's your choice! Drugs are not the solution to all this! You have to mourn and stop all your bullshit thinking that's how you'll be better. Do you really think your father would be proud of you if he saw you like that?" I answer quite brutally.

"I forbid you to tell me what my father would think of me - she threatens me by getting closer to me but I don't let myself be intimidated - you are no one to judge me"

"I am your best friend! I've known you since I was a child and I've always been there for you!" I call him back and get carried away slightly.

"You were. She was former Hillary. I've changed and I'm no longer the same, now get out of my way, I'm going to enjoy the party" she pushes me out the door to pass.

She opens the door and turns to me.

"Instead of judging me, you should be interested in what your guy does behind your back."

I frown not knowing what she wants to talk about.

"In your opinion, who showed me how to get it? We wonder how he knows about it, don't we? And besides... - she stops for a moment - no nothing, you're a big girl, you'll discover it for yourself but another person you know very well is involved in this story" she tells me before slamming the door in my face, with a smile on her face.

Paul? Involved in drug trafficking? Impossible! He would never dare... Although...last time

...When I was at his house...I had found suspicious pills but I hadn't paid attention to them. I should have insisted!

I go back down quickly to join the party on the first floor hoping to find Paul or Hillary for more information but impossible to find them. I'm looking everywhere but they're nowhere! I'm starting to get hotter and hotter. My head turns more and more and the rest becomes blurred. I rush outside to get some fresh air.

"Nina!" I hear someone calling me.

"Nina! You will..."

Paul's POS

I follow her outside and then I see her lose her balance. I rush to catch up with her before she collapses on the floor.

I shake her a little to wake her up but she only moans a few in response. She just made a malaise. And with the alcohol she drank, I find it wiser to take her home.

I drop it off at the back of my car and leave the evening.

Once I get home, I put her in her bed and lie down by her side.

"Why?" She asks me.

"Why what?" I ask surprised.

"Why... are you doing this?"

"You didn't feel well, I wasn't going to leave you there"

"I love you...anyhow" she told me before falling asleep.

I think we weren't talking about the same thing. I'll ask her more tomorrow morning when she gets better.

I hold her in my arms and then close my eyes.