I walked in my house mad as hell. How dare he beg me to come over there, then he up and leave like he has no care in the world.
I went to my room and texted my ma to tell her I was at home. After I texted her, I laid in bed with no care in the world.
* Buzz, Buzz, Buzz*
Chris: Hey, girl! Wanna hit up this party with me?
Me: Not really!
Chris: Why not?
Me: I don't feel like it.
Chris: Ok, I'm otw. Get up and get ready.
I sighed.
I'd rather lay in my comfortable bed. I got up and took a shower and threw on a pair Levi's, long sleeve white shirt, and my Jordan's. Fuck it, I'm not trying to impress anyone.
Chris pulled up in her car. Yes, she has a car. She got it for her 15th birthday.
I hopped in the front seat and mugged her. She rolled her eyes.
"Lose your attitude, you need to get out the house and stop thinking about dumb ass." She said.
"Yeah, yeah!" I replied.
After 30 minutes, we arrived at a open field with people everywhere. Where the hell am I?
They had stadium lights up, so it was fairly bright out, though it was dusk dark. My mind was racing as I looked around. Something doesn't feel right about this party.
I walked around with Chris for a while, until some guy grabbed her and they started dancing. Now I'm alone and scared. A few guys wanted to talk to me, but I ignored them. The only thing I want to do is go home.
I walked up to the punch bowl, but quickly ignored my thirst after seeing Messiah drinking a bottle of vodka and dancing with some half dressed girl.
I hadn't noticed how long I was watching them until the girl came over and got in my face for staring at them.
"Bitch, is there a problem?" She asked. "Leave me the fuck alone before you have a problem!" I replied and pushed past her.
Messiah walked up to her.
"Wassup?" He asked her. "This hoe was staring at us dancing." She told him. He laughed. I turned around and looked at him. His laugh quickly stopped once he saw me.
"What the hell you doing here?" He asked. "I should be asking you that!" "I'm not playing with you, answer my damn question Kiera!" He yelled. "Leave me alone, Messiah!"
He came up to me and grabbed my arm, leading me to his car. He put me in the passenger seat, while he got in the driver's seat.
"Why are you here?" He asked. "I should be asking you that! You left me after you begged me to come to your house so you could go party. Chris came and picked me up."
"Sit here, I'll be right back!" He told me. I watched as he got out and walked up to Chris. He told her something and she nodded her head. He walked back to the car and cranked it up.
"I swear if anyone asked you to ride to hell with them, you would! So fucking stupid." He yelled at me. "You know what, fuck you Messiah. You're always doing me wrong, then later on you want to talk. Don't ever call or text my phone again. I'm surprised you even let your little bitch ass friends see me in your car. I hate your dumb ass. Now take me the fuck home!" I yelled right back. I'm sick of his shit.
He started to grip the steering wheel tight.
The next thing I know, we ran into a tree, making me hit my head. He grabbed my phone and threw it in woods, then kicked me out the car.
He sped off, leaving me in the middle of nowhere without a phone and possibly a concussion.
