Sandrry or Handra ?
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"What do you mean you didn't wake up there ?"
FLASHBACK ::
The room is pitch black as i blink my eyes open, sounds of loud music and noises of people coming from outside as i wonder in panic. Where am i ?
The last thing i remember is me sitting on a bench in god-knows street after i couldn't take one more step on my numb feet. I must have fallen asleep and Someone brought me here. To a party ?!.
The fear gets the top of me as i take a hold of the handle cracking the door open just a centimeter allowing me to sneak a look at the view outside the room.
People. Lot of people. Lot of drunk people, at my age and older laughing and screaming. My eyes scan the place searching for any familiar faces but i can't find any .
And what is this ? Drugs ! . Oh my god .
Gangs do drugs, I've always watched this in movies, they do terrible things like killing and kidnapping people . ME .
Am i kidnaped by a gang ?, what are they going to do to me ?
I close the door and curl myself back on the bed , my body is shaking and the tears won't stop.
Minutes later the door opens and my heart stops. This is it.
Or not yet.
"Come on, no one here" the girl who's just entered the room with a obviously horny punk blue haired guy says.
"Erm...uhmm" i mutter at the sight of two teenagers exchanging throats in front of me.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" The girl says as i catch her attention .
"Oh, i'm ..., i don't kno...." I am cut. "And i don't give a shit, now get out"
Nobody has ever talked to me like this before, i would cry but that is what i am already doing anyway.
"Now!"
Am i going out with these people, i don't know how to deal with them, no doubt they are going to hurt me, if not then why am i here ?, they don't seem like the helpful type of people anyway.
Every step is harder than the prior as i feel every eyes on me, i am so different that of course everyone would notice me.
"Who invited snow white ?"
"Fuck, she is so hot"
"But boring"
"I might have fun tonight"
"I wonder how tight she is"
And more and more, as i search for another room, another door to hide behind.
"Leave her alone ya pricks"
I turn to thank whoever helped me. "She is mine" not really.
I turn back and literally run, only to bomb into someone.
"I-l'm so sorry , i.." I say.
"No it's fine, you feeling alright now?" The sweet punk ,blue eyed , brown haired guy says.
"What?" I ask.
"I asked, how are you feeling now?, you were half dead when i found you" he says.
"You brought me here?" I ask.
"Yes, i tried to wake you but was in vain, you can stay the night here and i can take you home tomorrow morning"
I already like this boy.
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