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2 hours later I'm digging through my closet trying to find something to wear. I didn't want to go to the party, but that didn't mean I couldn't look good there.
"Aha!" I pulled out my favorite black dress. Jess is sitting on my bed in a bright red mini-skirt and tight top. She had on knee high black heeled boots to match.
"So you found your favorite little black dress?" She asked.
"Yep," I said, shimmying it on. It went down just a bit past my butt, slutty I know, it would go down further but my long legs prevented that from happening. It's solid black body was covered by a layer of sheer black lace, which extended halfway down each arm. The arms had no solid black underneath, so it was just lace. I grabbed a pair of solid black heeled ankle boots and pulled them on. I rummaged through a pile of things to find a matching purse.
"You really need to organize your room, Alex." Jess sighed.
"Everything's perfectly in order! I know where everything is." I said. "Got it!" I pulled out a small black purse with a gold chain.
"Great. Now can we go? I want a drink and to party," Jess shook her hips. I flinched at the mention of drinking. Drinking and alcohol has caused me so much pain, I prefer to stay far away from it. That's why I prefer to stay at home in my room curled up with my laptop than go out partying.
"Let's go!" I fake a laugh. Jess hooks her arm through mine and drags me downstairs, careful to avoid my parents. Ross and the others are waiting just outside. Jess winks at them and waves flirtatiously.
"Hello, boys. I'm Jess, by the way." She introduces herself to Liam, Zayn, and Louis.
"Hi" Zayn curtly nods. "Let's go." He leads the way through backyards and sidewalks until we're about a block away. The house before us is huge, with lights flashing and music blaring from within.
Ross grabs my hand and leads me inside. "Ugh, I need a drink so bad! I haven't gotten wasted in so long!"
I whimper slightly but he doesn't hear. "I...uh... I'm going to find Jess. See ya later!" I pulled away.
"I'll find you later babe!" I hear him yell as I run off. I really didn't want him to find me, when he's drunk he becomes a completely awful person.
Instead of Jess I run right in to Liam and Niall. Niall already has a beer in his hand, but Liam just has a glass of water. "You're not drinking either?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I don't drink." Liam said.
"I'm not the only one! Thank you," I laughed. I spent about half an hour there just talking and laughing with Niall and Liam until I heard some slurred words behind me.
"Alex baby! Where have you been, I've been looking for you everywhere!" Ross stumbled over and immediately stuck his tongue in my mouth.
"Ross!" I shoved him off of me. Lovely, drunk Ross was back. "I have to um, take care of this." Liam looked concerned at this new side of Ross and Niall just looked really sad. I dragged Ross away from the crowd and in to an empty bedroom.
"Are we finally doing this?" Ross slurred. He immediately strips his shirt off and moves closer.
"Yeah, no." I push him away.
"Don't reject me! You know I hate it when you reject me," Ross yelled, immediately reaching out and striking my face. I flinched again even though I'm used to being hit it doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt. Tears immediately spring to my eyes, but I blink them away. I'm usually a very tough person, but I can't help but cry when I'm being hurt by people I can't help but love. "Hey." Ross grabs my chin and pulls my face to him. "Are those tears? Don't cry baby, I'm here," He slurred and moved in for another kiss. I duck away and he grabs a fistful of my hair and forces my mouth to his. "Good, good babe." He murmured against my lips.
"Ross," I cried. "Stop..." I could feel him getting hard against me, but instead of being turned on I could just feel bile rising in my throat. I knew the best thing to do when Ross got drunk was to isolate him from other people and wait for him to pass out or sober up, taking whatever physical or mental abuse he threw at me in the meantime.
"I told you not to reject me!" Ross growled. Anger sparked in his eyes and he immediately shoved me to the floor and straddled me. "Never. Ever. Reject me." He slapped my face between every breath, and I couldn't help but sob.
"Ross, please." I cried.
"Want more?" Ross smirked. He crashed his lips on to mine yet again and started to unzip my dress. "Wait a second baby, I want another drink. Stay right here until I get back." He got up and left, slamming the door behind him. I sit up, still crying, and zip my dress back up.
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