Bad choices

Good or bad choices

Amy and I walk into the frat party and I immediately regret agreeing to coming

I smell the alcohol and greasy food already.

But i put on a fake smile so i don't ruin the fun for Amy

Amy offers me a drink and i take it gratefully.

Amy is probably my only current actual friend.

But that's my fault I hate social events just like this one.

"Let go play truth or drink!" Mel shrieks

she seems so excited so I agree.

We make our way over to the dusty couch and plop down a seat while we wait for the first question.

The person who looks like they are the "announcer" of questions starts to ask the first question .

"drink if you had a threesome"

I shoot my eyes around to sees who drinks me and Amy don't drink but several of the guys do and a few girls to

the next question is being asked so I focus on that.

" drink if you have ever fucked anyone in this group"

again my eyes shoot around

  from the side of  my eye I see Amy drank

i raise a brow at her and she smirks to herself

" drink if you have ever given head" again I don't drink but Amy and I think everyone one of the girls do and a few guys.

A few head turns my way and I feel my cheeks heat up the "announcer" looks my way before asking " have you ever had sex"

I sink down into the couch while every single person drinks except me one other girl who looks a lot younger than me.

deciding i needed a break from the heat of the stares

I get up heading to the bathroom.

After using the bathroom and hyping myself up i walk back to the living room and sit on the crusty couch.

Everyone's eyes are on me again and I eye up the announcer to say the next question.

"Drink if you have ever gotten a tattoo" again I don't drink

but start thinking about how I've wanted one in memory of my parents

i have gone to get one two times but ended up being to afraid

I have told Amy this and I see her sit up straighter before saying "drink if you have ever considered getting a tattoo"

Amy winks at me and I send her a grateful look as I drink.

The "announcer" who I found out name is Troy "you have considered getting a tattoo? " He's says while laughing to himself

I frown and say "yea I have"

I hear him mutter "good luck with that"
......

I excuse myself from my seat and quickly tell Amy "I'm getting and Uber" and make sure she's okay for me to leave and doesn't want to come with.

I'm way to sober for this bull but I'm at my breaking point

I'm to "innocent" for anyone so I'm getting this frickin tattoo and everyone can kiss my ass.

I type out my location to my uber and wait for them to arrive.

I see what looks like the description of the uber that I'm looking for and asks for the guys name confirming it's him.