Band-Aids On Bruises

Dangerous

Tyler had his arm around my shoulders when we walked inside. He pulled me closer to him as we entered the large swarm of people at the party, hugging me tightly to his side.

Brad and Nick walked in front of us, clearing a path through the crowd. Some saw me and asked questions, if I was okay and so forth, but most just moved to the side and ignored us.

They led me to the staircase that lead to the second floor, and I hesitated.

"Didn't...didn't you say that the only reason that we could go up there was if we were doing... you know... things... with people..." I mumbled to them.

Tyler looked at me and then at Brad and Nick. Their gazes mat and their eyes flashed an emotion I couldn't read, then Tyler looked back to me.

"I'm the one hosting this party, I'm pretty sure I can do whatever I want." he told me, and I saw Brad and Nick smirk "besides, there's one room that I locked before the party started and I have the key."

I gulp, I could trust these guys. Right?

We stood there for a few minutes until I finally nod "Alright, lead the way then..."

Tyler smiles and pats my head and flower crown. Then we go upstairs.

At the top of the stairs, I immediately see multiple couples making out in the hall. There are a five doors that most likely lead to bedrooms (maybe a bathroom, who knows) , I assume, since four of them have muffled moans coming out from them.

I shudder and gulp as Tyler pushes me down the hall. Some of the couples break apart to make a comment to him, Nick or Brad, and others just stay glued to each other. I notice that one girl doesn't even have a shirt on, just a skimpy bra.

It's disgusting to me, and when the thought of Fisher doing that with a girl pops into my head, I want to puke. I then wonder how many of these people are actually couples, and how many are just flirtatious drunks.

Tyler leads me to the very end of the hall, to a door that I assume is the locked room since there is no noise coming from inside it. He conforms my suspicions by pulling out a key, then sliding said key into the lock.

The door unlocks with a click, and Tyler swings the door open. We enter, and I'm greeted with a very nice, very large bedroom.

"It's my parents, in case you were wondering." Tyler notes.

I gaze around the room. I see a walk in closet, bathroom, desk, T.V. and a giant king-sized bed in the middle of the room.

"Here, how about you lie down?" Nick asks me.

In response, I walk over to the massive bed and sit down. It's very comfy and I find myself laying down and snuggling into the covers.

"We're gonna go call a cab for you okay?" I hear Tyler tell me "You just get some sleep. We'll wake you up when it gets here."

I murmur an 'okay' to them, then close my eyes and let my mind shut off.

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When I wake up, it's not because of one of the guys waking me, but a dog barking outside. I sit up, and blink a few times, letting my eyes get adjusted to the darkness. How long was I asleep?

It's a lot darker in the room, but I notice the lights had been turned off. Why? Did Tyler do that?

I slither out of the covers, and slide off the bed.

Quietly I tip-toe to the door. I don't know why I do, there's no reason to, right?

I'm about to open the door, when I hear voices coming from the other side. At first I brush it off, believing it's just a lovesick couple.

But when I grasp the handle of the door, I realise the voices are actually all male.

I press my ear to the wood, and I hear the voices more clearly now. It's Tyler, Brad and Nick.

"Did you get the stuff?" Tyler.

"Yeah, had to drive all the way home, but I got 'em." Nick.

"Perfect." Brad.

"So, we gonna do it then?" Do what?

"Wait, what about Fisher?"

"You mean his boyfriend?" it's a mocking tone. Wait? Boyfriend?

"Didn't you listen to Dustin's" Tyler is speaking, then he puts on a fake sad tone "terrible story?"

Laughter.

"Nah, I couldn't hear anything besides sobs and sniffles."

"Well, in short, Fisher's drunk. He's not gonna do anything to stop this."

"Drunk? I saw you giving him lightweight beer."

"Dude, how dumb are you? It was spiked. I thought I told you that." They spiked his drink?!? Why?!?

"You told me, not Brad."

"Ah, whatever."

"Can we do this now? I've been wanting to all night."

"Me too, let's get ready, then we can begin." Laughter.

I back away from the door. I'm sweating, hyperventilating again, panic is rising up quickly in me. 

What are they going to do? What does it have to do with me? Why did they spike Fisher's drinks? What would he be able to stop? What is the stuff? What is happening?!?!

The door creaks open, and light floods the room. I twist my head to it, and I see three silhouettes standing in the doorway.

"Hey, Dustin."

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So, shorter chapter. Yeah, sorry. Next chapter is going to be in Fisher's point of view. So, it's another cliffhanger! I'm sure y'all are happy 'bout that! Might do one more chapter today, idk. Also, I know I haven't updated the cover yet, I'm going to! I just forgot! ;)