Bradies pov
Looking around almost everyone was totally smashed, Andy was dancing and attempting to play a terrible game of pool with Jed, Jackson, jumpnow, jimmy and shae who were all stumbling around and missing the ball, shot after shot. James was drumming on my kit despite it being just past 1 in the morning. Imogen, Shaun, Ashley and Eddie weren’t anywhere I could see. I sighed and turned to rach she was smiling and sipped her fruit juice. She hadn’t been drinking all night, she said she didn’t want the regrets that came with drinking. This had resulted in the vodka I had been sipping tasting bitter all night, and burning my throat. She kissed my nose “I’ll be right back, okay?” “okay” I watched her step through the door and shut it gently behind her. hopefully she found imogen, I hadn’t seen her since she first got here, and that was extremely unusual for her. Unless she’d left when we’d gone out to get more drinks, rach being the only sober one at the time.
I wasn’t really into parties, they weren’t really my scene, never had been. I would have been far more content to play video games in my room with rach all night but Andy wouldn’t have it and made me help with the setting up.
“BRADIE!”
Rach was standing at the back door, gesturing for me to come quick. I jogged up to her, despite being a bit tipsy and almost tripping over twice. Okay so I wasn’t co-ordinated in the first place but alcohol makes it worse.
“I found Imogen and she’s lost it. Please come”
Shit, this wasn’t supposed to happen.
We found her upstairs in the spare room, she had tears spilling down her cheeks and seemed to be holding her neck so we couldn’t see it. When she saw me she just sort of wimpered and curled up into a tighter ball. “um I’ll leave you two alone?” rach whispered and hugged me “thankyou” I mouthed before she turned and the door clicked shut behind her.
I sat down on the bed next to ims, trying to comfort her but I was awkward. I’ve never been good at calming people down. “ims?” she sat up again and threw her arms around my neck, hugging me tight and crying into my shoulder “… I’ve… Ru..ined.. Everything.” she stuttered before bursting into tears again.
I pushed the hair back of her face, her neck, pausing as I noticed a hot spot. I clicked the lamp on and looked closer to see a large purple bruise, raised off the skin and looking extremely fresh. “imogen. Talk to me. Please?”
She started to talk, in-between breathing sobbing and clearing her throat the story of the fight she’d had, the slapping, the screaming, wanting to die, talking to Shaun and finally being drunk and having sex with Shaun, un protected sex. She was still a virgin, or had been.
She dissolved back into tears after spilling everything, all I could do was be silently pissed off and try to comfort her. Shit was going to go down.
