Date Uploaded: 8/3/16
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THIS STORY IS FIRST PERSON, PAST TENSE. SO WHENEVER IT SAYS Y/N ACT LIKE IT SAYS YOUR NAME. COMMENT CHARACTER SUGGESTION NAMES:) BE SURE TO VOTE TOO. SMUT WILL HAVE A WARNING IN BOLD, SO IF YOU DONT LIKE IT, SKIP OVER IT.
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How do you start something like this? Oh you know I'm great friends with Lucifer. I killed my best friend. 3 attractive men are hunting me down. Let's just start from somewhere near the beginning.
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Friday. Fall.
8th hour somewhat ended, I took my stuff and left 15 minutes early, so here I was sitting outside with Farrah. Farrah was one of the most popular girls in school, and somehow became friends with me. A mass text went out talking about a Friday night party which ended up going to everyone's phones but mine. Shocker. Farrah invited me anyways, but I personally have better things to do on a Friday night, like read fan fiction, or smut. Let's just say my Friday night was not peaceful.
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Farrah and I pulled up to my house and went inside. We decided to make pasta, which absolutely tasted like shit, but ate it anyways. We went to my room then Farah said "You need to get out of this house once in a while. Come to this party with me, please." I hesitantly replied "If I do, which no guarantees, what's in it for me?" Farrah being the friend she is remarked with a grin "I'll help you get lucky." "Whatever, okay I'll go, but not because of that," I replied sassily. "Sure," Farrah cockily said proceeding to smack me in the ass. This was when Farrah picked out the sluttiest and may I add shortest dress in my closest. She also grabbed my nude high heels, and proceeded to give me the little black dress and red lipstick. Farrah decided to go with a red mini skirt, black lace top, which was totally nipple friendly, and black sandals. Since Farrah wants to study cosmetology, she did a "sexy" smoky eye on both of us and gave us the "I suck dick in the bathroom for $20 bucks hair" curly hair. Ever since we were 12 Farrah has been addicted to making boys like me, so it was no surprise when she made me look like this for a high school party.
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When we arrived to the house the party was held at, the music was blaring, and it was surely pissing off the neighbors. When we walked through the door a few people looked, some stopped dancing, but someone, a person I've never seen before, dropped their drink. I looked up at his face then down to the spilled drink and the red solo cup on the floor. Farrah grabbed my shoulder and turned me towards her while snickering. Farrah gave me 1 fragment of advice, "Stay Sober." You would imagine Farrah to be the one girl that sleeps with different guys every night, but in reality she was different. She was the one who watched out for me, gave me advice. She never drank and always wore her virginity like a crown. Anyways I started walking towards the area filled with the least amount of people, which surprisingly was the living room. I'm guessing people were going to get their alcohol fix. When you walk into a living room at a high school party it's expected that people are gonna be kissing in corners or fucking in bedrooms but there were at least 6 couples on a couch making out, some were sitting on top of eachother and some were somewhat laying down. Here's when things started to get blurry. I remember walking into the kitchen trying to find a somewhat non-alcoholic drink. From what I remember, I clearly failed. I grabbed what I thought was a water bottle, but now that I look back on it, it wasn't. I started walking towards the patio outside, and opened the glass slide door. Once I got outside I saw a lace lingerie set, daisy dukes, small crop top, guy jeans, boxers, and a guy flannel, may I add all scattered within 10 feet. *SOME SMUT* I sat down at the wooden outdoor table not caring that I could hear some guys balls smacking against some girls p.ussy. The girl started moaning saying "F.uck Dave, I'm gonna squirt all over your c.ock." I'm guessing this Dave replied "Ah baby girl, I wanna come inside you, make you ooze." At this point I screamed "This is a high school party, not a f.uck-fest!" I heard those two gasp then the yard chase stop squeaking. *SMUT OVER* I decided I was tired of listening to it and went back inside. After closing the glass door I was frightened by the mysterious man who tried to start a conversation with me. The mysterious man said "Y/N right?" I responded "Y-Y-Yes, do I k-know you?" "I have to go," the mystery man spoke, while speeding away. I thought to myself "That was a little weird.." Without focusing on that anymore I decided to try to find Farrah. Farrah was known to hang out with they guys and play pool in a man cave, so I decided to check out the basement. What seemed like a 10 hour session of saying "Excuse Me," finally came to an end when I saw a sign that said "Man Cave. Hot Chicks Only." I opened the basement door and started making my way down the steps, I couldn't tell if anyone was downstairs but I decided to look anyways. I made it about half way down the black carpeted stairs when the basement door slowly creaked open. I looked behind me and I didn't see anyone, so I kept going down the stairs. With about 10 steps left, I felt a push in my back and fell down the rest. I hit my head on a metal pole and heard the door close and lock. After that everything went black.
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I woke up in an un-familiar room, I mean of course I didn't explore every room in the house, but I should be able to tell where I was at. It was dark in the room, but little light was coming in through a black light minimizer curtain. I tried to take in as many surroundings that I could, but no later than 20 seconds after I woke, there was a beating pain in the back of my head. Doing what most people do when they feel like they're gong to throw up, I got up out of the mystery bed and tried to search for a bathroom. I opened the door that was closest to the bed hoping I could puke in a toilet rather than on a mystery floor, And there it as a mini bathroom. With my short barf session over, I looked back at the bed and saw something move. I slowly walked back towards the bed trying not to wake whatever I was sleeping with, but in a matter of 2 seconds the thing popped up and said "Good morning gorgeous, are you feeling okay?"
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