My Next Door Neighbor is WHO?!

Party Time

Chapter 17:

At 7 p.m. Toby's party started. It was much more different than I expected. There was beer and more beer. I didn't drink. I had no interest in drinking. However, Toby was different. Apart from the excessive amount Toby was drinking, there was a ton of girls. If you're thinking it was normal, it wasn't. Ninety-five percent of the girls were there to hook-up or "get lucky" with Toby. And he was OK with it. He hung over the group of girls. They would go get him drinks and try to kiss him. They were dragging him left and right. He was just smiling and laughing at everything. HIs eyes were tired looking and they blinked slowly. I watched him a couple minutes more before I went to approach the group. I got to the group and they looked at me.

"I don't think Toby should be getting anymore drinks" I said, worried.

"What do you know about Toby? Shut up!" one girl said. She pushed me into a counter.

"Look, he's drunk! Can't you see that?!" I asked.

"He's fine" another girl said.

Just then, I walked into the group and tried to grab Toby. I grabbed his arm and he looked at me.

"What are you doing, pretty? You like me?" he was babbling.

"Toby, you're drunk!" I told him.

"Haha, NO! You are!" Then he twisted my arm and pushed me on the ground. I just looked at him.

I got up and ran upstairs. Stupid Toby! He'd never done that before. I went into the bathroom and washed my hands. I'd never felt so dirty in my life. After I cleaned up I grabbed my bag, left the house, got in a rental car I got, and drove to Friendly's. At least there would friendly people there. I ordered a sundae and some fries when I heard my phone ringing. It was my dad.

"Hey, how's it going?" he asked me.

"Horrible" I said with a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth.

"Why?"

"Toby's drunk as ever."

"Oh, sorry to hear that."

"And he pushed me on the ground" I continued.

"WHAT?! Are you OK?"

"Yeah, but my heart's not."

"Aw, I'm sorry honey."

"It's fine. I mean, he was really drunk so I'm sure it was the alcohol."

"Hopefully, well, keep yourself safe sweetheart."

"I will dad, love you."

"Love you too."

"Bye" I hung up the phone.

I finished my sundae and fries and left Friendly's. I paid and went to the car. I just sat in my car thinking of what to do next. I decided to drive back to Toby's house. When I pulled up there were still cars, but not as much as there was. There was also a couple making out. Great, that means inside the house would be worse. It was 9 p.m. and when I walked inside the house smelled heavily of alcohol and smoke. I coughed a couple of times. The house was a mess. Plastic cups everywhere, broken glass, bottles everywhere, it was a disaster. I found Toby in the kitchen, still drinking. He was talking to a girl. The girl finished talking and left. The party settled down a lot. I walked up to Toby. He looked at me. His pupils were greatly dilated.

"It's you again" he was stuttering through his words.

"Hi" that was all I could say.

"You're funny" he said, stuttering.