After several hours of Emily torturing me, or as she calls it, getting me ready for Jason's party I'm finally ready. Well by Emily's definition of ready. She dressed me in some super slick, black, skin tight blue jeans and an -I don't know how- extremely bright red douche bag looking shirt. She then added some fake gold chain necklaces, some black sandals and a pink snapback hat with bright yellow writing that says #YOLO. One look at what she had dressed me in and I told her I wasn't going.
She then followed me around my house as I stripped off every item of clothing until I was down to my underwear. As she followed behind me she was picking up my clothes saying 'I had to go to Jason's party or else he would be sad' and that 'he already thinks I don't like him.' I easily blew off everything Emily was saying and when I got to my room I slammed the door shut in her face. As soon as I did it I felt really bad, but Emily was driving me crazy. I was very surprised when instead of crying because I shut her out she simple stood on the other side trying to convince me to go to the party. While she did that I was getting dressed in my own comfortable clothes.
I end up putting on some nice skinny, yet comfortable, faded blue jeans with many holes down the legs and a black shirt with a white skull with blue,red,and purple roses around it. Then I added some random rubber bracelets on both arms and threw on some black converses. As soon as I was done Emily busted up in my room, making me spin around and look at her. "Woooow." She says with a smirk.
"See I can get dressed on my own." I say shyly looking towards the ground.
"Well come on lets go!" Emily says grabbing my arm and dragging me out the house.
As we pull up to the party a lump forms in my throat as I see Jason's two story house is crowded with rowdy teenagers. Toilet paper and red cups along with random articles of clothing are thrown all over the front yard and the front of the house. The music is loud enough to shake me even from out here. I can only imagine what the inside looks like. I'm sure when its clean its beautiful but now I feel like there is vomit all over. Emily gets out the car and rushes to the party hanging around some kids I've never seen before. Slowly getting out the car myself I make my way inside. Struggling to get past all the teenagers.
Once I enter the house I'm blown away. The entrance has a very tell ceiling and the stair case that leads to the second story. A doorway to the left leads to the open kitchen and the door to the left leads to the living room. I slowly walk around the house watching all the "drunk" students act crazy. If Jason hadn't told me it was fake I would be seriously worried. I make my way into the kitchen seeing several girl half naked kissing on each other and a couple guys watching with obvious boners. My cheeks burn red as I notice their hard ons. I quickly leave the kitchen making my way to the living room. Upon entering I see Jason standing by the fireplace talking to a couple of his football buddies as his friends stare at a topless chick. Jason drinks his drink keeping his gaze away from the girl.
As I walk a bit further into the room a very drunk acting guy stumbles past me, spilling his entire drink on me. "Shit" I say out loud, instantly panicking thinking he would be upset somehow. Instead the man pats my shoulder and walks off. Naturally since someone new said something to me Emily shows up now standing right beside me, blocking the small path.
"Hey what happened?" She asks sound very very drunk. Didn't Jason tell her the alcohol was fake? Or is she just pretending? Who knows?
"It's just a spill." I say like it's no big deal. It really wasn't a huge deal but knowing Emily she was going to do something that would embarrass me.
"Well I'm sure Jason has a shirt you can use. HEY JASON!" She yells before I can stop her. My face is bright red as Jason walks over seeming very drunk himself.
"Heeeyyy, you guys made it!! Oh I'm so happy." He says putting on arm around each of us. "Man I love you guys." Jason's face is very red with a huge smile.
"Hey Jay, get Damian a new shirt he got vomited on." Emily says making an ewww face.
"Actually it's just someone spil-"
"Ew gross!" Jason exclaims cutting me off." I got some shirts you might fit." He chuckling grabbing my wrist and leading me towards the stairs. I quickly snatch my hand away from him thinking someone would see it. He didn't seem to notice he wasn't holding onto me anymore and continues to lead me upstairs. Once at the top of the staircase I turn around and look down at the party below. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, but I think they enjoy the drunk girls even more. I stop staring at the party below and follow Jason down a short hallway. There weren't many students upstairs, I assume they know its off limits.
Squeezing myself past many students making out and groping each other I continuously say "excuse me' and "pardon me" as I avoid coming into contact with them. I looking up just in time to see Jason disappear into a room. Quickening my pace I hurry in and follow him, as soon as I enter the room he closes the door behind me. I glance over my shoulder worried as I hear the slight click of him locking the door. Immediately my body tenses as Jason stumbles over to the bed, he drops down to the floor and struggles, making a lot of noise, as he digs around under his bed.
"Ah Ha!" He exclaims with a half smile as he sits up on the floor now holding a bottle of Whisky. Taking in a short sharp breath my eyes widen as he unscrews the lid. He then brings the bottle to his lips taking a drink straight from the bottle with a drunk smile. I feel a knot in my stomach as I watch him drunkenly try to get back up on his bed. Well I assume it's his bed. He lowers the bottle letting is rest in his lap.
"I got ..shirts..in the uh....."He pauses unable to think of the right word as he points towards one of two doors besides the one that leads to the hallway.
"Closet?" I asked confused. He snaps his fingers and smacks his knee. "Yeah the closet!!Up in dat place." He says putting the lib back on his bottle then walking over to the closet. He swings the door open wide making "Sexy" faces and pretending to model as he pulls random shirts out and holds them to his body. A slight chuckle escapes my lips as I think of how adorable he looks. Jason's hair is all tangle up in a mess, like someone was running their fingers through his hair. The though of some floozies all over Jason makes a frown show on my face. Jason suddenly tosses me a football jersey and then he walks back over to his bed, sitting down and getting his bottle of whisky.
"Where can I change?" I ask shyly watching him drink once more. As he pulls the bottle from his mouth he makes a strained face letting out a deep groan before shaking his head.
"Anywhere but the roof." Jason says with a serious look. Pressing my lips together I slowly walk over to the only other door in the room. I look over at Jason who watches me, a chill runs down my spine as he undresses me with his eyes. I quickly open the door and thankfully rush into the bathroom. Once on the other side I look around the small bathroom, It wasn't anything special, a walk in shower on one side a bathtub on the other side. Directly in front is a small sink with a circular mirror above, to the left is the toilet. I quickly take off my wet shirt and slip on Jason's jersey. Once it's on I look into the mirror realizing this is the shirt he wears when he plays football. I lift the front of the baggy shirt up inhaling deeply taking in the scent. A soft smile dances across my lips as the smell of Jason is now all over me.
"Hey, you taking a shit in there?" Jason asks suddenly banging on the door. I quickly jump around and place my hand over my racing heart. After a couple breathes I open the door and take a step back, pressing myself up against the sink as Jason leans against the doorway looking me up and down.
"You look cute in my clothes." He winks before walking back over to his bed and sitting down. I watch feeling panicky as Jason pats the bed next to him, motioning me to come sit with him.
YOU ARE READING
The Closet Butterfly
Roman pour AdolescentsDamien the quiet, nerdy little emo kid, is still in the closet about his sexuality, debating on if he should come out. Jason the High school football team captain is very open of his being gay and doesn't care what others think of him. When the two...
