Innocent ✔️

Forty nine

Anastasia's point of view

Seeing everyone I saw in Jackson's house the day of his party made me just wonder if people know that Jackson and Jonathan aren't talking. And it somehow made me wonder if people here recognize me from wearing nice clothes to party with in Jackson's house and not too long after, I am in a maid uniform, walking around, serving people alcohol. I hated here and I hate being here and I would give anything away to go back in time and choose to stay with Jackson. This place is making me feel so uncomfortable. There are too much lights and this place is so much bigger than Jackson's which made me hate it.

I saw someone calling me for a shot. I sighed and walked over, I don't want to go back to what I was before. I was so close to be called Jackson's girlfriend. It made me feel so moron to even think about coming here to have a better life. I walked over to the guy and poured from the bottle he pointed at in the glass that was in his hand.

What happened to red cups that Jackson told me that they are made for alcohol? Is it too odd for them to use? Too fancy to use plastic cups and should feel fancy because they are using glass? So what happened to the red cups that I put on the table? I shook my head and gave back the glass to the guy. He formed his hand around mine that was holding the cup making me flinch and pulled my hand back quickly but he was faster than me and formed his arm around my waist and said "did I see you before beautiful?" His breath tasted so much like alcohol and the more I move my head to the back, trying to free myself from his hold, the more he moves closer. I just dropped the tray and seeing the bottles flatters in million pieces in between us. Finally he leg go of me and I didn't waist any time before running to the kitchen.

"Are you okay?"

I loudly gasped.

"Kyle! You scared me!" I put my hand on my heart that was about to give up on me and jump out of my chest and run away.

"You look pale. Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yeah I'm fine, you just scared me." Of course I was going to use this for an excuse. This made me just remember the first time I spent in Jackson's house when there was a party. First time seeing Jonathan. And first time telling me that he got scared when he felt that I was in trouble. The thought warmed my heart and made me smile. I wonder what he was doing right now. Is he okay? Is he drinking again? Did he get in a fight again and fell down and didn't find someone to help? Too many questions I needed answers for but I had no sources to have them from. I sighed and shut my eyes hoping this day just pass by without anything wrong happening to me because what just happened bought me this fear that I am not safe in here.

I made my way back outside with a new tray full of half-full glasses, walking around, waiting for someone to take from it. I hated this and really wanted to just walk away and go to my room and sleep but I was scared to make Jonathan angry and see a side of him that I never wanted to see.

Looking around, all I saw was drunk people moving the loud music. My eyes were scanning every skeleton moving in front of me. Some were dancing, some were drinking, some were smoking, some were sniffing and some were throwing up on the floor that I should be cleaning as soon as they go out. This is going to be a really long boring night.

"Ana?" A female voice yelled over the music from behind me making me turn around.

"Hey." It was Nina. I gave her a warm smile. At lease I know someone in that place other than Kyle.

"You came here?" She asked, taking the tray from me and put it on the table that was behind her. My only thought was what if ever I became her friend if Jackson told everybody that I was his girlfriend.