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The mistake

Chapter 33: The mistake

Song: Whine up

Sebastian's POV

"Open the motherfucking door!" Charles yelled while banging on it relentlessly.

I practically ripped it off it's hinges ready to punch him in the face but was pushed back as the guys streamed in.

"Dude it smells like shit in here," Jacob pulled his shirt over his nose.

"We're getting you out of the house," Charles stated.

"No thanks," I laid back down on my bed. "You guys know the way out."

"Oh I'm sorry," he leaned over me. "You seem to have mistaken my demand as a request. I wasn't asking, I was commanding. Now get the fuck up, take a fucking shower, and fucking get dressed."

"Think you can curse any more?" Benjamin said sarcastically.

"You wanna fucking say that the fuck again Benj?"

I sat up. "Not that I'm going, but where did you have in mind?"

"Party. Some seniors house."

"On a school night?"

"Oh please like you even come to school anymore." Josh rolled his eyes.

"For the love of God will you shower!" Jacob exclaimed from under his shirt.

"We're not leaving until you come with us." Charles crossed his arms.

"Come on man," Benjamin pleaded. "There's free booze. Come drink and get out of this funk you're in."

"We know that you're upset that your mom died," Josh added. "But you can't wallow in your misery forever. You need to come back to the real world."

"And if you don't come we'll have to use force!" Charles finished.

"Ok ok I'll go just shut the hell up!" I finally agreed.

"We'll be waiting outside," they streamed out. Charles turned back to me with narrowed eyes. "Don't try to escape either."

I rolled my eyes.

Twenty minutes later I was showered and dressed. I really wasn't in the partying mood but the guys were relentless. There really was no saying no to them.

Besides, maybe this is just what the doctor ordered.

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I forgot how loud parties were. Or how many red solo cups were involved.

"You smell that?" Charles breathed. "That's the smell of a good time."

"Hopefully it doesn't get shot up again," I muttered.

It was the typical party you see in high school movies, slutty girls, drunk, wasted guys, lots of alcohol and weed, and bodies grinding on the dance floor. We went to the kitchen where the drinks were.

"Hey man!" Charles clapped some senior guys on the back before introducing us. He always was the most popular out of our group.

After introductions I grabbed a bottle without bothering to read the label and poured myself an entire cup. The last time I truly drank was at Charles party and I planned to remedy that.

"Body shots!" Benjamin yelled. "Come on!" He tried to pull me with him. I shook my head.

"I'll pass thanks."

"But look at all the hot girls!" He pointed. "So willing to get naked!"

"I don't know if you forgot but I have a girlfriend."