Tick list

Part 4

Matthew POV
I had met a girl not long after getting here. She was pretty good looking from what I could see but my mind wasn't fully there. I felt pretty bad about leaving Ivanna, not that I should..I mean it's a party and she should be able to take care of her damn self but...I don't know. Maybe I could've stayed with her for a little longer.

"I just need a drink!" I told her. I don't think she even heard me. I walked off and pushed my way over to the booze table where three guys stood. I don't think they were all friends so I joined them and grabbed some lemonade as I was supposed to be taking Ivanna home that night. I looked over to the guy nearest to me as he was putting vodka, lemonade and gin in a cup. It must've been only 10% lemonade if I'm honest. I poured in a little vodka in my cup, one drink would be okay.

"Dude you wanna slow down?" I advised him. I wasn't the type of person who would usually say that but whoever was gonna drink that was garenteed a shit morning after.

"Not for me. Just this chick" as I watched him taking the drink away I saw him slip a small yellow tablet in the cup, almost unnoticeable. He began to stir it in and as he looked at me, he knew that I knew

"Keep it between you and me yeah, there's no need for trouble is there?" He yelled closer to me. His breath stank of alcohol and the sweat was literally oozing off him, whoever this girl was she was wasted already to hang out with this dude.
Fuck this.
I walked away from him and decided on going upstairs into on of the rooms. I knew there was a balcony up there somewhere and I felt like I needed some fresh air. This room was stuffy as fuck.

The further I walked down the upstairs hallway the quieter the music got. I now heard weird making out and sex noises coming from the bedrooms. I turned a corner and came to the balcony that was empty, so I closed the sliding door behind me.
Something felt off and I had no idea what was going on. I'm usually all down for a good party but I felt like I needed space to think.
Was creating this list really the best idea for Ivanna? I mean, the girl is a social freak, she couldn't even get out of the car without freaking out. Was she okay now? Who was she even with? Ugh I shouldn't have brought her here, she told me in the car that this was her first ever party, and I decide to bring her to the rowdiest one of the year? Great fucking move Matthew.

I lit a cigarette. I usually never smoke but something needed to distract me and I wasn't in the mood for a hook up. I took a long drag and sat down on a plastic chair that stood in the corner of the balcony. I took a long drag and breathed in.
I shouldn't even feel worried about her, it's not my deal that she was panicking and it's not like I was forcing her to go tonight. The last thing I needed at the moment was a damn girl hanging around me. I have enough shit to deal with right now. I brought the cigarette to my mouth and let it sit between my lips as I played with the bud with my tongue, I took another drag whilst leaving it in my mouth.

I let my head droop back and I stared into the stars.
This was all so fucking pointless. Why was I bothering? Who was I trying to fool? Nothing good would come out of this so why was I trying so hard?

My miserable thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a deafening scream coming from one of the rooms. I bolted to my feet and flung the balcony door open as i tossed the cigarette away. There were thousands of these damn rooms so this was gonna take awhile.
I ran down the hallway and started banging on each door when I was stopped by a second shriek this time it was muffled

"MAA-M-MATTHEW"

Oh god Ivanna.

"IVANNA!" I yelled at the top of my lungs but at this point I had no clue where her voice was coming from. The music was still playing so I made the assumption that nobody else could hear her.

Some drink teens passed me in the hallway so I stopped them by their shoulders
"Her-Whe-where is she-please-i need help could you he-"

Why weren't the words coming out? Was I going to vomit? How much did I drink? Was this happening? They walked away as they had no idea what I was going on about.

I busted into each room one by one but there was no luck. I ran my hands through my hair in a state of total panic as I went over to an empty room that I had previously gone in before.

And there she was. On the floor, dress torn, eyes closed and mouth covered.

With him.