Between the Sheets

The Contract (Part 7 )

Her POV

My head was pounding, and the music was too loud. I just wanted it all to go away. How did I get here. Oh yeah, my friend Stacy invited me out. We've been friends for so long and never get to hang out much. When she asked me to come hang out with her, I jumped to it. It wasn't her fault I couldn't hold my liquor or that I was bad at these things. But it was kinda her fault for leaving me there.

"Bean, listen to me." Adam says on the line. "Don't hang up. I'm coming to get you,"

"I don't want to go to school today," I say. I don't know where it came from.

"Just don't hang up."

"Ok, love you," I say.

I don't know how long I've been on the phone with Adam. Some strange guy keeps trying to get my attention.

"Hey baby, let's dance," He says.

"I don't wanna dance," I tell him, pushing him away.

"Sure you do, sweetheart."

"Get your fucking hands off her." I know that voice.

"Adam" I say smiling.

"Go on home boy." The guy says grabbing my arm while pushing Adam away.

"I said get your fucking hands off her." Adam says again. He's so angry.

I see him swing hitting the much bigger guy in the face. The older guy who's released me now truns back to Adam after spiting blood out. Stepped into him he balls his fist up hitting Adam in the face.

Ouch that's gotta hurt. Adam hits the other guy again. This time knocking him down. He looks at me stepping over the guy he grabs my arm and drags me out of the place.

"What were you doing in a place like that" He asked.

"Stacy brought me, she said." I say the throw up right in front of him.

"Let's go before that guy decides to come looking for us." Adam says.

"I don't feel too well Adam" I tell him.

"How much did you drink. How the fuck did you even get in." He asked.

I don't hear anything else it all goes black. I wake up in a bed that isn't mine. Sitting up painc starts to seep in. What did I do last night.

"Good your awake" Adam says stepping into the room.

"Adam How, what happened?" I asked.

"You don't remember, you texted me from a bar last night. I came got you." He says.

Well at least if I had sex it was with someone I knew. I take a look at his face. He has a visible black eye and busted lip.

"Did I cause that" I ask.

"Some guy at the bar last night that he could beat me up because I was younger then him no big deal." He says.

"I'm sorry" I tell him.

"How did you get in" He asked.

"Stacy, she gave me a fake ID and talked me into going." I tell him "then she left me alone." I say.

"No much of a friend if she leaves you at a bar alone" He says.

"I don't think I had but two drinks"

"With your low weight it wouldn't take much to get you drunk."

"Guys just gave them to me." I told him.

His eyes pop to mine "Never take a drink from a guy at a bar I don't care if they are free or not" He says his voice rased.

"Ok, I'm sorry" I whisper.