Pic of Heathers Outifit for the party ^^ 👍🏼
I know the dress doesn't look sparkly but I'm sure you all have a great imagination 🙂
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Hours go by and the party is still going strong. I can't find Heather and I'm starting to get cold.
I've had so many drunken guys come up to me and all I want to do is just go home.
I'd rather have my fave shoved in a book than be here.
I've been hanging around the back yard where its isolated.
Good thing I brought my phone so I can play games and scroll through Instagram.
I decided it's time to head back in the house for some warmth.
As soon as I walk in, the stench of sweaty bodies and intoxicants fills my breathing pipe making me cringe and cough in abhorrence.
I quickly - try to - make my way through the crowd of hormonal teenagers to get upstairs and into the bathroom so I can clean up my face and call Heather to find where she is in this house.
I walk down the hallway and see a tie or a sock on each door knob. Obviously these rooms are taken by intimate intercourses.
I find one door down the end of the hallway and knock just incase someone may be in there.
I don't get a response back so I walk in.
A bedroom ? Really ?
I close the door behind me and look around. I spot a door so I walk towards it. I open it to reveal a clean bathroom.
"Good" I mutter.I look infront of the mirror and my face is still looking good. My hair however, is a mess.
I scavenge through the doors to find a brush in the bottom draw.
I pull all of the hair out of it to my appal. I put the hair in the toilet behind me and flush it.
Shivers run down my spine and I gag.
"Ew" I mumble.I brush my hair and my loose curls have loosen out a little after brushing them.
Oh well.I take my cap off and brush the top of my hair.
I put my cap back on and take my hair out of it. Flushing it down the toilet I put the brush back where it was.
I walk out of the bathroom and just as I was about to open the bedroom door to leave it flings open and smacks right onto my face.
"Owwww" I cry.My eyes tear up from the pain.
"Laylani ?! Oh my god I'm so so so sorry come here let me help you" a familiar voice says.I look up to find.. Raff ?
My blood boils and immediately I go rage on him.
"You fucking bastard that hurt ! Next time you should watch what your doing instead of sucking of a barbies face" I yell.I look over at who he was making out with and what a surprise... It's Sydney.
"Excuse me bitch, maybe you shouldn't be here because you're never going to get a guy, I suggest you back the fuck up and leave" Sydney screams in my face.
A sudden wave of hatred rushes over me and I push Sydney to the ground and I start punching her face repeatedly.
"Get the fuck off her Laylani" Raffael yells at me but I don't budge.
"I said fucking get off of her you slut !" Raffael booms. I stop halfway through another punch due to Raffael pulling me up and slamming me against the ground.
"Aahhh" I groan in pain.
"That's what you get" Raffael says in revulsion and leaves with Sydney.A tear falls down my face and I attempt to get up. I try again but this time I pull myself up.
I limp down the stairs and head towards the front entrance. I get glares and pitiful looks but no one helps me which is good because I don't what anything to do with people right now.
I make it out of the house and I look around. I spot Raffael and Sydney under the street light. Raffael looks over at me disappointed but i keep on walking, well atleast try to walk.
I walk down the street and the booming music gets quieter as I keep walking. I make it to my car and my spine cracks. I cry in pain and suddenly I fall to the ground.
Everything around me goes black and I drift off.
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Anger still boils through me as I take Sydney outside under the street light.
Sydney yes are puffy and red, her eyebrow is split, her nose in crooked snd her lip is split and puffy.
"Raff, it really hurts just call the ambulance so Laylani can get fined" Sydney whines.
"I will" I say.I look at the house and see Laylani limping out of the house.
I don't feel bad one bit. She could have killed Sydney if she kept punching her.
I pull out my phone and dial 911.
Fuck you Laylani. I don't know why I ever liked you.
I take a quick glance back over at Laylani and she suddenly falls to the ground. Without hesitating I sprint over.
"Hello ?" someone asks from the end of the call.
"Ah yes, I've had a friend faint on the outskirts of the city" I rush.
"Sir please, calm down, could you tell me where you are roughly ?" They ask.
"Outskirts on the South side, at a party, you'll see it" I say panicking.
"Okay sir, we won't be long" they say and hang up.I put my phone back in my pocket and pick Laylani up.
"Raff !" I heard a shriek.
"Not now" I yell.I heard a gasp and I turn around with Laylani in my arms.
"What the fuck are you doing ?" Sydney screams.
"Helping her" I yell. She runs away.I heard sirens and look to towards where the sound is coming from. Two cop cars and one ambulance.
Someone jumps out the ambulance and runs to where I am.
"Sir, what's her name ?" The lady asks.
"Laylani Georgia" I say.
"Do you know the cause of the situation ?" She asks.
"I don't know but I have an idea" I say.
"Which would be ?" She asks.
"Long story short, I was being an asshole and I may have push her a little too hard to the ground" I say cringing.
"Thankyou sir, next time, treat a lady the way they should be treated please" she stays.A man comes up from behind her with a adjustable bed.
They take Laylani from my arms and put her up on the bed.
They take her over to the ambulance and I run over to my car. I get in and follow behind the ambulance.I hope I haven't caused a lot of damage.
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