Death Saved Me

Chapter 4: Surprise!

           

I parked my car a block away, not wanting wasted kids crashing into it when the party was over. Walking up to the house the music was blasting, with drunk teens all over the front lawn. There was one guy throwing up in a bush, while a couple made out not too far away. I cringed. Did I really wanna be here right now?

Walking into the house I realized it wasn't much better than outside. I made my way into the kitchen to get a drink. Filling a red cup up with liquor, I leaned against the kitchen counter as I surveyed the living room. This house was huge, I'm not shocked that Crystal's parents are loaded. You can tell she's spoiled by the way she acts.

"Hey babe you want to dance?" Some guy slurred next to me. I slowly slide my eyes over checking him out. He was cute, dirty blonde hair and dimples. I think I've seen him around school before, hanging around Duff. He's clearly too drunk to know who I am.

"No, she already has a dancing buddy." Sydney declared walking over to us. I let out a sigh of relief, where did she even come from?

"Lesbians? I'm ok with that." The guy smirked. I rolled my eyes, what an idiot. Sydney ignored him grabbing my arm pulling me towards the living room. I held tightly onto my drink trying not to spill it.

"What was that guy's name?" I asked her.

"Mark, I think." She lead us to the middle of the room which was currently being used as a dance floor. They pushed all the furniture up against the wall.

I swayed my hips as beautiful liar started playing while taking a sip of my drink. Whatever this stuff was it was delicious. During my dancing some guy came up behind me placing his hands on my hips moving along with me. Usually I'd move away since I'm dating Duff, but he stood me up so I was going to have some fun tonight.

I looked up at Sydney raising an eyebrow, silently asking her if he was cute. She giggled and gave me a thumbs up before moving to dance with some guy.

As the music changed to something more upbeat the guy started grinding into me. I stiffened when I felt something hard being pressed into my butt. Oh my gosh does he have a Boner? My cheeks started burning as I pulled away from him, quickly going towards the kitchen. I didn't wanna have that much fun.

I filled my cup halfway before downing it, then begin filling it back up again.

"Don't you think you've had enough?" A deep voice behind me asked.

I spun around slightly stumbling as I looked at the stranger. Leaning against the wall was a guy dressed in all black smoking a cigarette. He was hot! He was wearing a black motor bike jacket, black jeans, and black high tops. His black hair was cut short and a little spikey. His skin was tan which made his red lips stand out.

"What?" I asked confused. Why'd he have to be so perfect? "Do I know you?" Maybe he's a relative of Crystal? I don't remember ever seeing him at school.

"Do I know you?" He countered smirking.

"I don't think so...." I trailed off. My brain was feeling clouded and my eyesight was getting a bit fuzzy. The alcohol was definitely kicking in.

"How much of that did you drink? Do you even know what you're drinking idiot?" My eyes widened at his insult, what the hell?

"I'm not an idiot! And I'm drinking, uh vodka?" I answered lamely. His eyes got hard as he narrowed them at me.

"You've had enough, don't get any more drinks." He ordered taking my cup and walking into the living room. What just happened? I growled grabbing another cup starting to fill it up, when some idiot bumped into me, making me spill it all over myself.

"Watch yourself!" I yelled at the kid. Thank god I wasn't wearing white.

"Sorry didn't see you there." The guy said before grabbing a beer. I growled dropping my cup making my way to the bathroom.

Having no idea where the bathroom was I randomly started opening doors once I got upstairs. I was surprised on the third door I opened. Seeing the guy from earlier who offered me to dance getting it on with some cheerleader. I quickly mumbled an apology closing the door with my cheeks burning. I don't know how I'll ever get that image out my head.

Sighing I put my ear to the next door before just bursting in again. I heard moans and was moving away when I heard something that made my heart stop.

"Harder Duff..." A female voice moaned. A voice I knew belonged to the owner of this party.

I pushed the door open freezing at the scene. There on the bed was Duff, with Crystal underneath him.

"What the hell is this?" I screamed, walking fully in. I didn't care that they were naked. Duff's head snapped in my direction eyes widening. Apparently they hadn't heard me come in, too busy focusing on each other. I felt tears building up behind my eyes. Before he could respond I turned around running for the steps. Pushing people out of my way, I wiped my tears as I made my way to the door.

I jumped in my car letting the tears fall more freely as I repeatedly smacked my steering wheel. Not only did he ditch our date, but he was cheating too! How could I have been so blind? He ditched me to have sex with her! Who knows how long he's been going behind my back. Now I understand her words held a double meaning earlier.

I saw Sydney coming out of the house and quickly started my car up not wanting to recap to her what I just seen.

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I drove for hours having no destination in mind. After crying for half of those hours my body became numb. The hurt and betrayal I felt was too much, what did I do to deserve this?

I pulled my car over not wanting to waste anymore gas. I looked out my window realizing I was at Delton Bridge. It was old and hadn't been used in years, just thrown to the side and forgotten, something we had in common.

I opened my car door slowly getting out. Making my way over to the bridge I leaned against the railing staring down at the dirty water below. Seeing the water flowing so carefree with no worries brought tears to my eyes once again. Just when I thought I was all out.

Maybe I should just throw myself over the bridge, become one with the water and just let myself flow downstream. Not many people would miss me besides Sydney. My parents probably wouldn't even notice I was gone. I didn't matter, no one loved me. Making up my mind I decided to do just that.

I slowly took one leg over the railing, then the other as I stood on the bridge. Staring down at the river below me I took a deep breath.

This is it. The end of the road.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" I heard a deep dark, cold voice ask.

Snapping my head to the side I saw a figure standing there in a dark hood. Or was it more like a robe with a hood on it? What stood out the most though was the long weapon in his hand. It stood as tall as him and looked deadly. The end looked like a personalized knife. There was something eerie and sinister about it and its owner.

"What?" My voice sounded foreign to my own ears. It was hollow and void of emotion. I guess being cheated on and crying for hours does that to a person.

"I said... Are you sure you want to do that?" He asked again more slowly, voice as cold as ice.

"Yes I am." Before I could blink he appeared next to me, gripping my arm he forced me forward off the bridge. A scream tore through my throat.

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