The night before

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It was the party of the year, the one we were all waiting for. The one that we show everyone how popular we are. We being the most popular group in the school, the ten of us. Joanna, queen bee, her boyfriend Dean, his friends Mason, Leon, Justin and Chris. Joanna's friends Lyla, Maria, Arabella and me, Kathleen. Kathleen Rivers.

It's hard associating yourself with airheads like these, I try my best to keep up with school and so far it has worked. But every other week it's a party, nothing too extreme.

Arabella and I get ready together, we really make an effort. It would be nice to finally get a boyfriend tonight, boys fall at my feet but none are right for me, my friends have to approve. But I also have my own personal preferences.

When Arabella and I arrive, we no longer feel like the goddesses we are treated as, there are other girls. Prettier, older, other girls. And boys, lots of them. That's a good thing, I think.

We find the boys and then the girls come. There are a ton of people here, I'm at a point where I don't feel comfortable. When a group of boys and girls come over with alcohol, that's when I start to panic.

"I thought we wouldn't get into things like this," I whispered harshly into Joanna's ear.
"Suck it up Kathleen, don't ruin this. Tonight is important. I thought you would understand," she hissed. Ice cold.

I'm sick of every aspect of my life being manipulated, but I'd rather be at the top then nowhere. I let the drink get forced down my throat, it doesn't effect me.

It got to a point where I started to get pushed around, I became confused and dazed. I was unsure of what was happening. I smoked for the first time and I liked it. But when they heard that someone has drugs they went off and I got shoved, don't know who by or how but ended up in Deans arms.

"Woah Kathleen, you know I'm with Joanna what are you doing?" he wants to stir things up. Joanna was raging, she was scaring me. The girls, my best friends, had turned against me.

She slapped me hard round my face, her touch like poison. She grabbed me by my hair and dragged me outside, the rest of them following. I got shoved up against a wall, no one was near.
"Listen bitch, don't forget who I am. I know everything," she gets closer " I know everything you've said, done and now you trying to use your slutty powers to get my boyfriend. Game over bitch. Don't bother coming back to us, we'll find a replacement."

They left me, okay no friends. Well there's probably someone willing to be my friend. I think about this whilst walking to the exit gate. "Going somewhere?" Six boys come close, "she's hot isn't she?" They all say to one and other, "I think we've found our girl."

"Oh no, not tonight it's been really bad-" they pick me up and throw me on the ground and then they.... um and... I can't talk about it. I scream
and scream and scream. Nobody comes.They leave me on the grass, alone and crying. No one is here to help me. If they didn't leave me alone none of this would of happened. Ugh I'm ready to kill.

"Tough night sweetheart?" a male voice comes out of nowhere
"If you're gonna rape me just do it now, it's already happened once,"
"No I'm not going to rape you, I'm generally concerned," he pulls me up and gives me his denim jacket to cover up my ripped dress.
"I'm walking you home,"

He doesn't really say a lot apart from that, he just walked me home. I didn't get a good look at his face, or him in general.

When I get to my house I go to give him his jacket back, "nah keep it, we'll meet again soon," he looks me up and down, "definitely." Okay mystery boy.

I ignored my mother as I walked up the stairs and slammed the door. I look at myself in the mirror, my mascara was down to my chin. I don't feel sad, I'm furious. I want revenge, terrible revenge. Events from years ago had added up today. I'm not vulnerable, I'm not scared. I hate Joanna. I hate those stupid other girls. Oh my, I sound like a pyscho but you know what, from now on I am one. I will be feared.

I will be feared

They will be sorry

I collapse on my bed and slowly fade out.

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