When Good Meets Bad

Chapter 14

I went into my mom's 'secret' place in her room and see a beer keg. My mom drinks? I would hate to know my mom's other secrets. Well I know she shops at Victoria's Secret and has a beer keg so I can't imagine it getting any weirder than that.

"Emma!" I called her to help me pick up the beer keg into the living room. It must be filled with beer already to be this damn heavy.

"Who would've thought Mom would have a full keg?" Emma said in a struggling voice.

As soon as Emma and I put the beer keg down, Emma makes her way to the kitchen and she's already made some punch.

"I think we should put some rum in it" Emma suggested.

"Not everyone drinks, Emma." I told her.

"Then they have a coke from the fridge or something." She begins dunking the whole thing of rum in the punch bowl.

The good thing about having a party is that I don't have to carry Emma anywhere, she's already at her house so she can just pass out anywhere and have nothing to worry about.

I go into my room to get dressed for my party. I picked out a peach shirt with no sleeves with some jean shorts. After I got ready, I went back to the kitchen and Caleb is already here and Emma sipping out of a bottle of wine already.

"Hey" I hug Caleb.

"Why are you even here?" Emma said in her rude voice to Caleb. Please don't fight.

"Because I was invited." He said with an attitude.

"Well I didn't invite you, dillhole." She crosses her arms.

"Both of all shut up!" I broke up of the fight that was about to happen between them.

After they stop bickering, the doorbell rings. It was time. Time for my party and I was excited then ever. I opened the door to let everyone in. Someone hits the stereo and the music starts pumping through the speakers.

Let's have the best night of my life.

~~*~~

"Caleb I hate being tickled, stop!" I laughed while trying to push Caleb off of me.

"Then why are you laughing?" He finally stopped. My stomach felt so sore from laughing so much.

We leave my bedroom to join the party and I went to get something to drink to see that Emma is drunk off her ass. She is slurring one word after another and you can see Mary trying to hold her up. This party hasn't been going for an hour and she's already drunk. She must be an expert on this.

"Penelope, please help me with your sister" Mary struggles to hold her up. I felt bad for her because she's small and I know how heavy Emma can be. I put Emma's arm over my shoulder and Mary got the other arm then we put her in her room to pass out.

"Thanks. I got it from here." She grabs the trashcan from the bathroom.

I leave Emma's room and went to grab myself something alcohol to drink.

I found myself a bud light platinum and I accidentally bump into Jordan on my way out of the kitchen. He was looking really nice, not hot, but nice, more like a gentlemen. He was wearing a blue and white plaid shirt with some dark jeans and his hair is all fixed up.

"Hey Jordan." I smiled.

"Hey"

"Do you like the party?" I tried to talk over the music.

"Yeah it's great" he told me.

"Hey Farewell, great party!" Violet yelled and went straight to the dance floor. Yeah you can tell she had a little too much. We both laugh at her.

"Penelope, can I talk to you in private?" Caleb whispers in my ear and pulls me.

"I'll be right back" I tell Jordan before Caleb can make me abandon him.

"Penelope there's no easy way of saying this but I'm breaking up with you" Caleb told me as soon as we got outside. I wanted to cry but not in front of him. "And the last thing I wanna to do is hurt you"

"Why? I thought things were going great" My voice cracked from retraining myself from crying.

"They were but Natasha and I decided to-" I interrupted him. I can't believe that he was actually telling me this. Is Natasha even at my party? If she is, I'm about to boot her ass out.

"Just leave." I pushed him back into the house and he left.

I start to cry and I saw someone coming towards me but I couldn't see with all the tears in my eyes. Why would he do this? Why me? I should've known it was too good to be true. When I finally settle down, I started to wipe my tears to see who it was and it was Jordan. Was he there the whole time?

"He doesn't deserve you" He wipes the tear that rolled off my cheek with his finger.

"Did you see everything?" I clear my throat.

"Yeah, I wanted to make sure he wouldn't hurt you. Looks like I'm too late."He wipes the tear that was rolling down my cheek. That's the sweetest thing ever. I hate to say it but Emma was right again. Caleb is a jerk and Colton Haynes is smoking hot.

We go back inside but me and Jordan stayed in the kitchen so people wouldn't ask why I was crying. I hated when people did that, it honestly makes me want to cry more and they think it helps but it doesn't. A slow song comes on and Jordan looks at me like he was about to ask me something.

"Looks like I got my man back." Natasha slurs as she goes into the kitchen with her clique. Maybe I won't kick her out since she's not going to remember. If I'm going to do something cruel to her, I want her to remember and be aware of it.

"Wanna dance?" Jordan holds out his hand and I take it.

We went out on the dance floor and he puts his hands in the middle of my waist while I put my head on his shoulder for comfort.

This was nice, to have a friend to be there for you. I wonder if Jordan was single and if he is how. Because he was probably the sweetest guy I ever known besides my dad. Thinking about my dad made me cry even more so I tried to change the topic in my head.

The song was over and we pulled away at the same time. It was kinda awkward but I went to the kitchen to get me a stronger drink.

I wanted to forget about this night already.

~~*~~

"Hey sweetie" My dad kissed me on my cheek.

"Hey dad" I smiled and got into his car.

"Ready for our big day?" He smiles.

"Yes sir." I looked out the window.

"So what do you want to do?" My dad looks at me.

"Dad look out!" I tried to warn my dad. The next thing you know a big eighteen wheeler hits our car and flipps it.

I opened my eyes and I turn to my left to see if my dad is okay. He wasn't waking up so I kept shaking him but he wasn't getting up. I climb out of the car and tried to get him out to give him CPR but I couldn't.

"Dad!" I cried and screamed on the top of my lungs.

I gasps as I wake up from the horrible nightmare. Did I really just have a nightmare of my dad? I was always afraid that this would happen but let's just hope this the only time I dream about him. Why would I dream of him after all of this time?

My head is killing me.