We get in the car, Taylor looks at me longer than he should. I shrug it off and think of the party. I'm scared, I'm not very social. In fact I have very bad social anxiety. I should go home, but I know I won't. Savanna and Taylor seem so happy together. They look at each other how Alex and I did. You can see they love each other a lot, I remember the feeling.
We finally get to the party. It's a small white, two story house. The yard looks like a junkyard with all the dead grass and old torn apart cars. We go through the doors and very few people are there. The carpet is an off white with red, and brown, and green stains everywhere. There's a small tv on the floor on the striped ripped up couch two people sit making out totally avoiding us.
"Yay! We're early!" Savanna says for some reason excitedly.
"Whose house is this?" I ask.
"Oh... He's out of town, he doesn't care I guess. Just some young jobless drunk," she says looking down.
We go into the kitchen, which seems dirtier than the living room. Savanna opens the fridge which only has a few items: unlimited alcohol, a half eaten sandwich, and an onion. She pulls out a bottle half filled with clear liquid, there's no label. She grabs two cups from the counter and fills them both with the clear liquid. Then she puts a red powder in them and mixes it together. And hands one glass to Taylor, and the other to me. I look at her confused and she laughs.
"It's cherry vodka sour, try it" she laughs.
"I will if you do" I say sacred, I've never really drank alcohol.
"Trust me Melody I would love to but if you don't recall I'm pregnant." She laughs. Why would she come to these things then? What's the point. Taylor seems to already be finished so I I just drink it. It's really strong and hard to get down, I try playing it off like I'm used to it.
Not long later the house is filled with all kinds of people I've never seen, and I don't know how many of those drinks I've had.
I honestly don't know where savanna went, but Taylor is by my side.
"Where did Savanna go?" I ask Taylor.
"Shes tired and went home to get rest." He says. What am I supposed to do I look at my phone and it's already 10. This place is filling up pretty quick and I'm feeling uncomfortable. I push past the people to get to the kitchen to make yet another one of those drinks. Each time I go to get more I find my self putting more vodka and less powder in.
I've lost Taylor long ago. The rooms spinning and I can't hold myself up. Next thing I know I'm on someone's lap throwing up. I look up and it's Spencer who immediately pushes me off and runs up stairs. I go to follow him. I'm stumbling up the steep stairs trying to catch up. He slams the bathroom door in my face and I fall to the ground. That's so embarrassing and he clearly hates me. I fucking love Alex I need him here with me I can't handle it! If only I had his phone number. I would do anything to be with him I need him. I sit and sob to myself in the small empty bedroom by the bathroom.
I must of been there awhile because here Spencer comes out in a towel clearly out of the shower. I'm still silently crying to myself and look up mascara running down my cheeks. He falls to his knees and asks if I'm okay.
"You hate me" I quietly say. I see s smile on his face.
"I defiantly don't hate you" he says with a smile.
"You're disgusted by me and you ran away" I say still crying.
"I am not! I just wanted to shower, you know because. It's not your fault you've clearly been drinking quite a bit" he laughs. I didn't think I drank that much. He uses his thumbs to wipe my tears away and gives me a hand up.
"I'm gonna change real quick okay." I turn my head and wait for his okay to look. He's wearing a plain white shirt and plaid pajama pants. I wouldn't usually think anything of something like this but I'm very attracted to him right now.
I haven't even had time to wonder why he's here. I guess this town is so small that everyone knows each other.
"Ready to go? Oh and by the way if you drink a glass of water between every drink you have you're less likely to throw up.. Just thought you should know" he laughs.
We walk down the steps in the kitchen. I look at the time on the oven and its 12. Time doesn't exist right now. He walks to where the alcohol is and picks up a bottle of vodka. He literally takes a straight drink out of the bottle and look at him wondering how.
"I'm experienced" he laughs. I laugh too finally.
We've spent some time down here with Spencer's friends and I realize he is very drunk. Way more than I am. He seems happy but I'm so emotional. He looks at me with bloodshot lazy eyes. The green color looks right through me and I am all his. He grabs my hand and walks up the steps, I follow him. He's perfect and attractive I can't help myself at this point.
When we get to the top of the steps he carefully puts his arms around my waist and we move towards the wall. His eyes look so light almost empty. He slowly moves his lips to mine and I hesitate for a moment, but then quickly pull his head over to mine. It doesn't feel the way Alex did but something about makes it feel magical. It was a lot different, but I liked it. He grabbed me from behind and led me over to the stained bed that at this point I didn't care about. He doesn't break the kiss while moving over me. Soon I hear the words,
"Is this okay?" I don't think about a thing and nod my head. Before I know it its over. It wasn't like what they said. It didn't hurt, I didn't bleed, and it defiantly wasn't careless. I felt loved again, because we may not be anywhere near sober but I still know he cares.
I'm almost asleep and I hear him whisper in my ear as I'm dosing off
"I love you Melody."
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Here and Lost
RomanceMelody moves from schools very often. She isn't excepted much for wearing all black and having blue hair. But she meets someone who finally does except her. When she thinks she couldn't get happier, things take a twisted turn very quickly.
