Chapter 6

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"What do you mean I should ask Nathan what happened?" I asked slowly. "Don't you know?"

"Yeah of course I know-"

"Good so take me to him now," I rushed out.

"If you would let me finish, I was saying that just because I know where he is doesn't mean I want to take you to him."

"What the fuck Mason! Why can't I see him? What's going on?"

"Listen Jasmine, and I mean really listen. You obviously don't remember anything from last night, but that doesn't erase what you did and said last night. What you need to do is sit down and really think about everything." he was really upset.

"Can you help me?" my voice came out quiet and I'm not even sure if he heard it.

He sighed deeply and took my hand while leading me out of the room we were in and up the stairs to a room that I guess was his since I saw his bags.

"What do you remember from last night?" Mason asked in the middle of pacing the large room.

"Well I remember meeting some people Madison introduced me to and we played truth or dare... some things happened and then it was just me and Logan. I'm pretty sure we made out..."

Mason scoffed at that.

"and then Nathan came and ripped me off Logan. There was a fight between the two of them... you came and broke it up and then I um went with Nathan but I don't know where and what happened when I was with him." I finished lowly.

"Yeah well a lot happened. Nathan's pretty pissed at you. After y'all went upstairs, I came up soon after. By the time I got there you were flipping your shit at Nathan. I tried to calm you down, but you were so drunk..."

I started to remember.

Flashback

Nathan and I went upstairs to his room and he closed the door. Slowly, he turned to me with a scowl.

He could be mad all he wanted, I was absolutely fuming because he interrupted my sexy time with Logan.

"Jasmine, do you realize you just met him tonight and you were practically having sex with him in front of the entire party. Seriously, how drunk are you?"

"Nathan, don't start with me. I am NOT that drunk and Logan is really nice. He even gave me a nickname..."

"Yeah and so do all pedophiles. You don't know him and that's what I'm getting at! You are the new girl! No one knows you, so what do you think they said about the new girl making out with Logan?"

I stayed silent.

"Since you can't say anything, I'll tell you. Everyone thinks you are a slut. An easy conquest. Hit it and quit it. Hump and dump. Are you catching my drift?"

As soon as he uttered the word slut, I reached my boiling point. After looking around, I grabbed the first thing and threw it on the floor. Glass shards went everywhere. I threw a lamp.

"Don't you dare call me a slut! You don't know me either! You just met me YESTERDAY! I don't think you have a right to tell me anything about what I do!" I stepped closer to him with every word.

"Jasmine, you're not understanding -"

"Like hell I do! I don't give a flying shit about what they say! I'm pretty sure 95% of the people talking about me are sluts," I spat at him.

In the middle of my rant Mason walked in and was trying to pull me back from Nathan.

"Mason let me go! I'm going to my room. I need to cool down before I break Nathan's nose," finally he allowed me to pull free.

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