The Party That Got My Bad Boy

Chapter 12 - The 6 Month Reach

Picture : Ms. Chambers (Mother)

Chapter 12

6 months later…

Alright, so a lot has happened. Tonie stopped talking to me. He also tried to fight Nive again by himself…EPIC FAIL. Ruth’s stomach has enlarged…GREATLY. And she also dyed her hair red…she felt it would be more…mother like. So it’s March. I’m just waiting for spring break. A week free of school…to just waist away on the couch…or in my bed.

Ya, I was a lazy person. Although until then…I still had school. And at this moment I was in the Cafeteria with Talia and Gene. We were at our usual table. There was a crowd around Ruth and Fraido’s table. Everyone wanted to her. Funny how her popularity increased…I didn’t even know that was possible.

Everyone thought they’d have the most beautiful baby…since both Ruth and Fraido were gorgeous people. It kind of made me sad to know that they weren’t going to keep the baby. Now that I think about it…Ruth was due to have the baby in June. Weirdly right at the end of the school year. I bet she’ll still be Prom Queen.

I glanced over at the table Nive sat at. He was one of those bad asses who sat alone and blasted music to ignore the world around them. I think it was about time to ruin that. I told Gene and Talia what I was going to do and Talia said “DON’T!”

“Why?”

“Because, he doesn’t like it when girls bother his alone time”

“Well he loves to bother my alone time…it’s time to bother his”

“You go girl” Gene chimed in. Talia glared at Gene for like a minute and then burst out laughing. I was laughing too. I don’t know why that was so funny, but it just was. By the end of it I still walked over to Nive’s table and sat down. He glanced over at and smirked. What the hell? This was supposed to annoy him. But of course, this is Nive we’re talking about. He just loves to make me nervous.

He pulled down his Sony headphones and looked me. “Hey, blue eyes” He said in that amazing voice. I sighed hard and said “hey.” Well this didn’t go according to plan. These days, I just felt so bored. So lonely. So tired of being single and watching ALL these lovey dovey couples. Everywhere I go there’s a cute guy taken.

And all I get are perverts falling for me. This world could just be so sad. Then I noticed I was just thinking for WAY too long. And apparently Nive was watching me the whole time. I shook my head and said “how long were you watching me?”

“Long enough…but if you want an exact time…”

“NO…it’s okay. Okay, I don’t know why I’m telling you this…but I need to get out of here”

“School getting extremely boring?”

“You know!”

“Ya, I was gonna go after this too”

“Where to?”

“Anywhere really”

“Like…”

“A party, okay”

“Who the fuck throws a party in the middle of the day?”

“Guys who didn’t go to school today”

“True…I’ll go…”

“You’ll have to ride on my bike again” Nive said slyly as he got up from the table. I slowly followed and walked outside to the parking lot with him. He tossed me his helmet again. This time I didn’t hesitate so much to get on. The ride was long and bumpy. With every bump my arms grew tighter around Nive. I think he liked that part.

Once we arrived. I saw a house packed with people. Music was blasting and drinks were going around. This party was almost as hectic as Ruth’s was. The walls were thin. You could hear every groan and moan of the couples having sex in the rooms.

Guys were happily giving me drinks, but Nive made sure I didn’t drink them. I guess he knew something I didn’t. Bodies were bumping together as the danced hardcore. Nive took me to the kitchen and poured me a cup of Vodka straight from the clear glass bottle.

I have to say. Sweet start…bitter after taste. After a few cups of those and my world started spinning. Everything was fun. I mean everyone looked beautiful and hot. I think I actually walked into a wall. Someone thought it would was cool to grab my ass. I know my foot kicked someone in the face.

Then Someone held me by my waist and took me outside. There wasn’t any light anymore…what happened to the light? The sky was blue…wasn’t it? Now it was black and there were shiny lights in the sky…no no wait those were stars. The world seemed upside down. I closed my eyes for a moment.

When I opened them I was on a motorcycle. There was a guy behind me. Why was I in the front? When he stopped the ride, he got off first and then lifted me off. I think this was my house. I heard a voice say “you look cute when you’re drunk. Maybe that party was a little too hardcore for you.”

My feet weren’t touching the floor. How could I be walking without my feet touching the floor…oh ya…the dude was carrying me. When we got to the door, a familiar person opened the door. She seemed relieved. She thanked the guy and took me inside. I closed my eyes again.

When I woke up it was morning. I had a massive headache. I didn’t even bother sitting up. Ruth walked through my door and said “hello Ms. Drunk”

“Hey…what happened?”

“You went to a party with Nive. You are so lucky mother had a late press conference last night.”

“She’s back now. I told her you have a fever…so you get to stay home today.”

“Thanks, sis”

“No problem…and make sure not to drink so much next time you go to a party with Nive”

“What makes you think there will be a next time”

“You like him Mikka, I know you’ll deny it…but you like him. And he likes you too, because he brought you back untouched. He could have rapped you or something…but he didn’t”

“Ya, I guess he has a soft part for me…” I said admitting the facts. Ruth smiled slyly and I threw a pillow at her as we both laughed it off. Ruth left for school and mother checked in on me a few time today.

I slept for most of the day. I had all TOO many dreams about Nive. I don’t know what happened to my crush for Tonie…but I guess when I learned what he really was…I just didn’t like it. I sighed hard and stayed comfy in m warm bed. I actually wish Nive was here right now.

I wouldn’t mind cuddling next to him. OH FUCK. I just admitted to liking him. That cocky punk who knew how to make me nervous anytime he wanted. But Ruth was right. He wasn’t a dick head, because he could have rapped me or violate me like 10 different ways if he wanted. But instead he didn’t.

Maybe Nive really did have a soft part for me and I guess I had one for him. Oh fuck. What was I going to do?