chapter two - big trouble

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"I-I have to do something." I said.

"Take the drunk friend home?" He asked as he threw his cigarette on the ground "Hero."

"At the parking lot." I said.

Does he care?

"Coming with you."

"No." I said, trying not to sound too rude "It's your party."

"So you know who I am?" he asked and I could tell he was smirking.

I rolled my eyes and started walking. He walked too.

"You didn't answer my question." He said.

"I know a few things, okay?" I rolled my eyes.

In the lights of the streets I could see his featuers better. His lips were pink and they looked really soft.

"Stop." I heard Susan whisper. She started vomiting. That smell again. Michael laughed really hard.

"Is it that funny that people get so drunk at your parties?" I asked starting to get annoyed. Instead of helping me, or Susan, he laughs.

"I am not forcing them to get drunk, dear. It is her choice." he said casually "By the way, what is your name?"

"Ella."

He asked me a few other things but I refused to answer. As I got there I didn't see any car parked.

"What now?" I ask

"I don't know" he said "You should tell me that."

I can't wait too long for her mother because I am cold and I really want to go home. Plus, Michael isn't such a great company.

"Just let her here." He said.

I felt like I was about to explode.

"Look at her, Michael. I don't want anything to happen to her and be responsable of it."

"You aren't going to be responsable. There are no cameras in this parking lot. Just put her somewhere and hopefully her mom will see her and take her home." he said.

Hopefully? Is he seriously asking me to leave a girl on the street, in the cold?

"No. No way I am letting a drunk girl alone in a parking lot." I said.

"Well, what do you want to do then?" I could feel he started to get angry "Freeze to death beside her?"

"You know what? You can leave. I'll stay. I don't remeber asking you to follow me here."

As we were arguing and my need to slap him grew inside of me, a black car parked.

"It's her mom. Put Susan down and let's go." he said

"What makes you so sure?" I yelled.

He let out a sigh, placed Susan on the ground and grabbed my wrist, a little too hard.

"No Michael. No. Let me go." I tried to free myself but I didn't realize we were back on the road to his house.

"I can't believe I left that girl in the middle of a parking lot." I said.

"I left her, not you. So shut up."

This is not right.

I tried to free myself once more but he was too strong.

"What if I was Susan?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes and stopped walking "You are not her so thank God, princess paranoia. It's her fault she got that drunk she couldn't speak." He said.

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