I Know You

Dumpster Fire

After our kiss was just shared, it had been followed with a few giggles and silence, though it was mostly silence. Hamzah then cupped his hand over my ear.

"Hey I'm just gonna use the bathroom really quick." He says. "Okay but be quick pleasee." I say. "Promise, let's leave after I go" He says. I nod my head in approval.

I look around the room seeing people either making out, playing drinking games, or just throwing up. I was just way too overstimulated for this. As I'm trying to get up I hear someone approach from behind me.

I turn around, and I see Jillian and her minions. "What more do you want?" I ask. "I want you to get out of here you skank." Jillian says. "Yeah you can't talk sorry." I say with a slight shrug and tight lipped smile.

"Okay get out of here." Minion #1 says. "Well sorry im waiting for Hamzah." I say sternly. "No you need to leave right now or else." Jillian says. "I'm waiting for Hamzah and if you have a problem with that then I don't know what to tell you." I say before trying to walk away.

While trying to walk away I feel a grasp on my arm once again. "stop touching me " I say looking down at her hand. "Or what?" She asks. I look at her surprised.

I'm trying to hold in all my anger in when she says "what are you looking at me for?" And before I know it my mind speaks on its own! "I'm looking at your fugly ass face." I say. I cover my mouth immediately surprised I even said that.

Once I uncover my face to apologize, Jillian slaps me. As I feel the tingling red adrenaline swell up in my face I can't help it. I look up at her and swing.

Jillian falls on her butt.. she looks up at me shocked and surprised I even had it in me. I could tell that feeling would soon fade and turn into anger. She covers her eye to hopefully ease the pain when she says to her minions, "just deal with her."

I look behind me as I feel someone's hands restrain my wrists. Her minions were bringing me to the door as I'm exclaiming for them to let go. I see Hamzah come out of the bathroom.

He turns to me and runs but before he can do anything the minions open the door and throw me on the concrete pavement. "Ah shit my leg!" I exclaim. Jillian comes to frame, "you never belonged here anyways." She says with a snarky smile.

That's when they shut the door on me. I had skinned my arms and knees with a scratch on my forehead. I could feel the blood pour slowly through my cuts. Everything stung and I'd never felt so alone.

I could hear a ruckus behind the door but couldn't care less. All I knew was that this fake relationship had caused me more harm than good. Yeah it's nice for people to see me and Hamzah that way but I really didn't think it'd be worth it if this is how I'd be treated.

I hear the door open while I'm wiping my tears away. I see Hamzah he's walking towards me.

Hamzah's POV:
After I take a whizz and go to wash my hands I hear more of a ruckus than I usually do at these parties. I ignore it because the thought of leaving this place never seemed better.

I open up the door and see two of Jillian's friends holding back Evan. I see her look at me before they throw her on the ground outside. "EVAN!" I shout. I run to the door but Jillian and her friends cover it.

"GET OUT OF THE WAY.. what the fucks wrong with you?" I ask. "Well I just wanted you to be with me without any.. distractions." Jillian says. I shake my head in disbelief. "If you don't get out of the way I will move you." I say.

"Bro leave them alone." A random dude says. "I don't know you and you don't know me, stay out of this." I say. I bang on the door shouting for Evan when the random dude pushes me away from the door.