Jenna (IN EDITING)

Chapter Thirty-Four

The party music was awfully loud and nearly broke my ear drums, why was it that everyone wanted to listen to POP so loud? It doesn't make the music's impact any better than it has been before! But of course, I sat in the corner with the now-well Kathleen talking about how her cat ran away. She's drunk, and she doesn't have a cat. Everyone was enjoying themselves, but me. I was having the worse possibly time, I wouldn't drink because beer caused so much death in my life already, so I remained in my seat drinking ginger ale and watching drunk people go crazy.

Alex and Louis went to go get some more beer for them and Kathleen, Alex begged me to drink but I denied. He just wanted something easy tonight, but I told him it was a one time thing and that it will never happen again, maybe. So I'm just there while all my friends were drinking. Kathleen's already drunk and just about everyone else at this party was, too.

"I didn't know you dyed your hair purple!" She smirked.

"I didn't Kathleen!" I told her.

"But it's so colorful!!" She cried.

"Calm your tits Kathleen, go home you're drunk," I rolled my eyes.

"No!" She pouted.

I got up and went the drink's table to refill my cup with more ginger ale. Everyone around her smelt like beer, even Alex did before he left for more beer. He didn't smell like chocolate anymore, sadly because I was deeply in love with his scent. I'm pretty sure I was the only one who actually was remaining sober all night.

"There you are Jenna!" Alex came up behind me.

"Here I am!" I smiled.

"Why aren't you drinking, seriously?" He dragged me back to the corner where Kathleen was passed out her head on Louis' lap.

"My siblings and Christine? Ring a bell?" I stated the obvious.

"Oh yeah, sorry. But why are you letting that ruin your fun honey?" Alex pulled me onto his lap. Tonight I was like his rag doll, pulled in all directions.

"I don't want to have anyone end up with the same hurt as I faced my entire life. So no, I'm not drinking!" I watched him wrap his arm around my waist.

"Party pooper," Louis yelled, waking up Kathleen on his lap, who sprung up and hit her head off the wall. "Crap, Kathleen!"

"I'm okay, I'm okay!" She held the back of her head and leaned in to kiss Louis, only to miss and hit her nose with his. I laughed and chugged the ginger ale.

"Okay if you chugged beer like you chugged ginger ale, you'd be a ultimate drinker!" Kathleen squealed, with many voice cracks.

"Would you guys stop? I'm not drinking! It kills people! God!" I screamed at the three of them, all of them to drunken to understand my words. "Fine never mind, I'm getting some ginger ale and I'm out of here!"

"Woah, someone say drama queen!" Kathleen slipped off Louis and fell the ground, instantly getting a nose bleed. Louis didn't know what to do, and Alex wasn't removing me from his lap anytime soon to help, so it was I who would be getting off my lazy butt to do something.

I got up and searched through my jeans' pocket until I found tissues. I lifted Kathleen up and sat her against the wall, the bleeding had stopped but I wiped off the moist blood from her skin. She grabbed onto my wrist but later dropped her hand as she passed out once again. The boys didn't budge, they just watched as I took care of Kathleen. This was the second weekend in a row I took care of a drunk Kathleen, I felt like a mother. Okay, there's another reason why I didn't want to be a mother. The clean up after the youngsters.

"I'm leaving, good bye," I walked off to pour some more ginger ale before I left for the night. Everyone around me was either making out or dancing dirty. It disgusted me. I poured my drink and felt a hand on my waist. "Alex, seriously I'm not in the mood."

"Hello Jenna," I turned to see David. The one boy who pissed Alex off so much that he poured left over ice cream over his head and left the shop. I still laughed at that, it was my first Friday here and someone actually cared for when I felt awkward.

"What do you want?" I snarled.

"A fun night of booze and girls," He smirked.

"Would you just leave me alone?" I turned but his hand came up to the side of my face and tilted my body forwards him. "Seriously, screw off!"

"Feisty. I like my woman like that!" He touched the side of my face and I slapped him away. "Brandon, grab her wrist. The queen awaits her presence!"

Brandon, who I didn't even notice was standing behind David reached up and grabbed the wrist of the arm in which I was holding my cup. I dropped it onto David's shoe, he wasn't exactly thrilled about that. David grabbed my other wrist tightly and escorted me from the crowded room. I screamed for Alex, but he did not hear me. Suddenly I was in the basement with the door locked. I finally saw who the "queen" was. Katrina, obviously.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here! Jenna Wells, the boyfriend stealer!" Katrina greeted.

"Boyfriend stealer? I did no such thing. He broke up with you because you cheater!" I told her, stating the obvious.

"If someone and her friends would of keep their mouths shut we would never have any problems, would we?" Katrina grabbed onto my face.

"You're stupid," I insulted.

"You're going to know what it feels like the get revenged upon, Brandon come with me and let David do his thing!" I was then flung to the floor as the other left the room and I was left alone with the grease bag.

"Or we're going to have some fun now," he came up close to my ear. "I said I'd get you some way or another, emo idiot."

My head was then smashed to the cement floor of the basement. Every thing suddenly went blank.