Holding On

Chapter Eight

I stood there, stunned. How can Sam be so irresponsible, and throw a party like this?? We can get in serious trouble. I decided to lock myself up during this whole party. There were people scattered everywhere: in the kitchen, living room, dining room, even on the stairs. Although we lived in a mansion, it was already crowded with people. It was hard to get around without at least bumping into lets see, everyone in the way. They had already started blasting music through the whole house.

Things were already getting messy, there were people sucking each other's face off, people were grinding against each other. One guy fell up the stairs because of how drunk he was. (Yes. I did mean to say up, not down. Up is the new down). At this point everyone here looked drunk, except for some people who were decent enough to stay sober.

I pushed my way through some sweaty people. They all looked like seniors, and juniors. I was the only freshman. There were no sophomores. I tried looking around, since most of the school is here, surely Jake would be here too, right?? I looked everywhere he wasn't there. Maybe he's still held back because of the family emergency. I walked into the kitchen. I think I've been scarred for life.

It was Bella and Sam making out. It was very full of hunger?? I guess you could use that word. They were like attached together, and won't separate. Sam had her on a counter, his hands all over her body, Bella had her legs circled around Sam's waist. I opened the fridge, and grabbed a juice box. But I had an idea. I grabbed a 2 L coke bottle, I found a couple of mentos. I unscrewed the cap, I then dropped the mintos in. Put the cap on, but not too tight. Then I shook it with all my force. When it was about to blow, I positioned the bottle so it will be shooting them with coke.

It burst! The cap flew off hitting Bella on the side of the forehead. You can already see it swelling. The coke was everywhere. It was all over Sam and Bella. Before they saw who I was, I sprinted out of there. I bumped into something or someone I'm not quite sure. All I know was that it hurt as a mofo. I mumbled a sorry as I began to walk off again. But someone held my arm and pulled me back. I looked up to meet their beautiful hazel eyes. I sighed in relief, and hugged him tightly. He whispered softly into my ear, "it's ok, Rose. I'm here now, I'll protect you."

I never let go of the hug. It made me feel safe. I always felt safe in Jake's arms. Whenever I'm around him, there is this radiation of warmness, and care. I let go of the hug, and smiled up at him. "Hey, Jake. I'm going to go upstairs, do you want to come?? It's much quieter I promise." He nodded, and grabbed my hand so we don't get lost. There were girls trying to get his attention, but he ignored them. When Jake and I were on our way upstairs, we saw Bella who was still drenched in coke, somehow she managed to teleport from the kitchen to here. When she saw me with Jake, she looked totally pissed.

When Jake and I got upstairs, he said he needed to go to the bathroom. I nodded and headed to my room. I opened the door, and there were two figures arguing. They hadn't noticed me yet. They were arguing about some plan Sam needed to do. I was about to find out something else, but they both turned to me. They were the guys that looked like body guards! Remember the ones that came with Sam. I turned around to open my door and leave. But two large arms wrapped around me, one covering my mouth, and the other holding me in place. The other guy walked to the door and locked it. I struggled against the guy holding me still.

They pushed me on my bed, tying my hands to the bed. I heard one of them whisper to the other, "should we do it now?? Sam did say do it as soon as possible. Is this soon enough??" The other one replied with a snark comment, "well, don't forget he also said he didn't care what we did to her. Let's have some fun first." My eyes automatically widened in shock and fear. I tried to pull my hands free, but the rope was too tight. One of them tried to get on the bed, but I used my legs, and kicked him straight in the nose. It started bleeding. The other one tried to grab my legs. He failed. I kept kicking, and moving, and struggling. Hell, I wasn't going to make it easy for them.

You're probably saying just scream for help. Well, um why should I scream and waste my energy if no one is going to hear me?? Remember, there's a party downstairs. It's music is on blast I'm pretty sure. I saw the door knob turning, but the door stayed closed. One of them crawled on the bed and got in between my legs. Shit! I got distracted. Now, I decided to scream for help. Someone was knocking on the door hard. The guard looking dude started sucking my neck as his right hand found its way under my shirt. I pleaded him to stop, but he just kept going. Tears rolled down my cheeks as he took out a knife, and cut my shirt off. He kissed down my jawline to my collarbone. He started sucking harder, but then the door burst open, the door falling off its henges. Jake was standing there, and when he saw the guys, something in his brain turned off. The guy that wasn't on me started fighting with Jake. Jake had punched him in the neck which caused the guy to pass out.

He then pulled the other guy off of me, and brought his arm up then slammed his elbow down into the "guard's" neck. His numb body fell on the ground. Jake came to me, and quickly untied my hands. I sat up rubbing my wrists, they were starting to bruise. They're a purplish blue. I looked into the mirror, my cheeks were stained with dry tears, and when I looked a little lower. My neck and collarbone had so many hickeys. I turned around to look at Jake, and I said, "thank you, Jake." He looked down ashamed, and said, "I shouldn't have left you. I'm super duper sorry. I feel like the worst best friend ever." No he got it all wrong, it wasn't his fault! I didn't want to argue so I just gave him a big hug. He rubbed my back until I felt calmer.

Jake dragged the two numb bodies outside my room, he also fixed my door. He asked, "is it okay if I lock the door, and stay here for tonight??" I replied, "yes, please stay, we can share my bed." With that being said, I put on a shirt, and got on my bed patting the spot beside me. Jake got on my bed as well. He wrapped his arms around me engulfing me in his warmth. I curled up into a little ball close to him. He placed a soft kiss on my forehead. I heard him whisper, "sweet dreams, little one," before I was engulfed by the world of darkness.