Old friends || jesus foster

#party

On facebook, I found some guy named Marc who throws a party on Thursday night because is parents aren't home and he's probably a stupid jock.

I put on my makeup as Mike comes in the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" He asks.

"It's none of your business." I reply rude.The thing with my father just hurt me and that's how I react.

"Ok.Just make sure your save and maybe you wanna tell AJ where you're going." Mike says and leaves the bathroom.

No way I'm going to tell AJ.He wouldn't let me go or would come with me and play babysitter.

I have to take a bus which is quite full for 8 pm.The party already started half an hour before so when I arrived at his house there're drunk teenagers everywhere.Some snogging, other on their smartphones and also one girl barfing in a corner.That's the kind of party I need right know.

I walk in and some people from AJ's school greet me and cheer by holding alcohol in the air.I go to some girl with a drink and shout in her ear.

"Where can I get one of those?" pointing at her drink.

She looks me up at down with a dirty look before she motions down the hall.

Without saying more I walk of, all the way bumping into drunken people and sweaty bodies.Disgusting.

I reach a big open kitchen and start to grab all alcohol I can get, drowning it down my throat.

There's loud music and I dance with some guys although my view is already a bit blurry and I'm more grinding my ass against their crotch than really dancing.After that I go back to drowning drinks.

"Don't you think you might have had enough?" some guy asks.

I drown another shot and turn towards him.It's Jesus.shit.

"Why'd you care?" I sputter at him angry"That's none of your business."

"Sorry for asking.Just wanted to help." He says and leaves offended.

Who cares!?Just not!

"Hey you wanna dance, sexy?" A hot guy asks me a while later.

"Sure, hottie!" I shout definitely drunk, pulling him with me to the dance floor where I start grinding against him.

A few songs later the guy grabs my hand and pulls me along.Me, being drunk as fuck and not caring at all.We reach the front door and walk further away from the house to a dark alley.If I wasn't drunk, I would have ran away already.

He pins me against the wall of a house and starts kissing my neck with his bad breath and a lot of spit.I don't like what he's doing so I push him away and shout"Stop it!".

Because of the fact that he's completely drunk himself, he falls on the ground as I push him and needs some time to get up again.I take that chance and run out of the alley.Luckily I see the party house with all the teenagers easily and I quickly make my way there.

When I reach it, I look back but the guy isn't there.Instead, Jesus walks out of the house and sits down on a bench in the front yard where minutes before a couple made out.

I don't know what to do so I go and sit down besides him.

"Hey." Jesus says not even half as drunk as I am.

"Helloo,what ya doin here?" I answer.

"Marc is a school friend.And you?" He tells me.

"I'm just here because I wanted to get drunk!" I giggle out.

"Didn't you and AJ visit your biological father?" Jesus asks looking at me.That's all it needs to get me break down in tears.I went to this party to forget about him but he has to remind me.

"Hey it's okay.You don't have to talk about it." He says and puts is arm around me.

"It's just that I really wished he would be my first real parent, but I guess I'm not supposed to have parents." I sob in his shoulder "He's a disgusting git.The only thing he wanted from was sex!What a father is that?!"

"C'mon, you don't him.You got AJ." Jesus tries to cheer me up.

"Thanks." I tell him as I begin feeling sick.

"I should take you home." He says smiling at me.Wow he's pretty cute, I must admit.

And less then a second later, I throw up right in front of me.Now there come the bad habits of alcohol...But instead of walking away, Jesus holds my hair back and rubs my back.

When I finished, I sit back and murmur a 'thanks' to Jesus.

"Sure.I'd give you a piggy-back ride to Mike's if I knew where he lives but I'll just take you to my place then, okay?"

I didn't quite listen but I'm sure a 'Ya whatev' should be good.

"If you have to throw up again, just hit me and I'll let you down." Jesus tells me while turning around.

Since he's enormous tall I have to stand on the bench to be able to jump on his back.When I'm seated he starts walking to wherever is home is and I relaxe on his back but don't fall asleep because it's wobbly.

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Jesus stops in front of a door, pulls out keys, unlocks the door and walks in with me still on his back.What a gentleman..

You have to know my drunk brain works even crazier than my normal brain.

He walks upstairs,slowly and careful to not make too much noises.Halfway up, I feel extremely sick again but I don't throw up.I pass out and because Jesus wasn't holding on to me in some kind of way, I fall down his back, down the stairs which hurts a lot and the last thing I hear before blacking out completely is Jesus shout "SKY!"