Chapter 4

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Alyssa's POV

Oh my god. What was Tom doing. I am not like one of his sluts. Tonight I might look like one. Maybe that's why he was talking to me. Ugh. I blame Kacey for this happening. I don't want anything to do with Tom.

"HEYYY ALYSSA!!!!!" Kacey screamed over the music. She was defiantly drunk. I looked around for someone not drunk because I won't let Kacey drive me home drunk.

"Oh god Kacey what are you doing?" I looked back at Kacey and she was sucking a guy's face off.

She pulled away and I recognized the guy as Tom's best friend Jacob. To say he was surprise was wrong. He had this smug look on his face just like Tom would do. Gosh they are so alike.

"HEY!!!!" Jacob shouted. He is hyper just like Kacey. I just smiled at Jacob because I know he was drunk.

A moment later I get shoved forward by someone and I turn around to yell, but instead i gasp. Why you ask. Because I find Tom and someone I didn't know fighting on the ground. They were rolling around trying to punch each other. Tom finally got on top and punch the dude about ten times before he got up. The guy was knocked out and bleeding. Tom storms out of the house with just had a few bruises nothing serious.

I seriously hated Tom he was conceded and violent. First he tries to get into my pants, then next thing you know he is punching a guy to death. Can someone say bipolar?

Okay I need to find a ride home now. I walk outside to see if someone is leaving. I hear a car turn on, so I rush in that direction.

I see the car and I run up to the passenger side window and nock. After I see who it is I regret it.

Tom rolls down the window smirking, "Nice to see you again babe!" He winked.

I rolled my eyes and started to walk away.

"Whoa wait up! Do you need a ride?" Tom asked.

"Yes, but I rather ask someone else." I said. Even though I guessed everyone else was drunk, so I might just walk.

"No one else will be sober enough to drive safe." He said like he was reading my mind. I look down the street and think it won't be safe to walk home.

"Ugh!" I protested and sat in the front seat of his car.

"Where to babe?" He asked and I froze. Shoot he will know where my house is if he drives me home.

I not walking, so I just give up. He can know where I live it won't be the end I think.

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