Chapter Five.Boohoo.

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Song for this chapter: Ed Sheeran-Give me Love.

Kylie dropped us off at the party which was bombarded with drunken highschoolers, red cups scattered all over the freshly mowed grass and the strong stench of alcohol already filling my senses from where I was stood outside. 

Kylie looked stunning in a dark purple dress that clung to her fit body, her hair up in a ponytail but not just thrown up, she had it up really nice sort of Kim Kardashian vibes. And her makeup?Well it was...alright. Her mascara was clumpy and her eyebrows were too thick but other than that she did look quite stunning.

Walking into the house, we had to push through a bunch of drunken people and a few girls with shorts so high up their asses, it could pass as a thong .But who am I to judge, right? 

Walking into the kitchen where there was a big selection of different alcohol to choose from and music blaring from the speaker that was heard from all around the house, I quickly grabbed the first red cup I seen on the marble counter not knowing what alcohol was in it. Taking a sip of the clear liquid, I winced when the strong liquid burned my throat- Definitely raw vodka.

Kylie pulled on my arm, ''They're over there'' she shouted in my ear since I couldn't hear over the loud music blaring. I nodded my head and followed suit behind her, again having to push passed a few people. And that's when I spotted Brody and unfortunately Olivia and Hunter. 

Kylie ran up to Brody and gave him a tight hug as he chuckled hugging her back, I nervously took a sip from my cup not knowing what to say to either Olivia or Hunter. Olivia obviously looked incredible as she always does, her chocolate brown hair was straight as it always is and her makeup was on point. She had on a red lipstick that brought out her dark brown eyes. She was one of those girl that had their shorts too high up their asses, really not surprised.

Hunter stood up and walked closer to me, looking down at me. ''Can we talk?'' he asked calmly. Oh, so now he wants to talk? after he hit me.

''There's nothing to talk about'' I muttered angrily, looking up at him. He sighed and grabbed my arm,pulling me outside where the music was much more quieter. The cold wind was making the hair on my arms stand up. A guy was smoking but when he seen us walk out he threw his cigarette on the ground and walked back inside. 

Hunter ran his fingers through his blonde hair with brown roots, then with frustration ran his hands over face not knowing what to say to me. If he didn't know what to say, why bring me out here in the first place?

He walked over to me slowly but when he was closer to me he didn't stop walking, he was making me walk backwards until I couldn't no more and was backed up against a brick wall.

He was looking at me, not angrily but more sadly, with regret. Of course you have regret you stupid dickhead. He lifted his hand up and my natural reaction made me flinch and back away further from him if that was even possible.

His face dropped.''You thought I was gonna hit you?'' he asked saddened. God, he's so bi-polar. Earlier he was proud for hitting me and now he's sad that I thought he was going to hit me yet again. 

''I don't know'' I breathed out whilst looking down. My three words were far from the truth.

I did know. I was fully sure he was going to hit me and after earlier I wouldn't be surprised if he had. What did I do this time? Breathe in the same room as a guy he didn't know?

''Libby'', He breathed out, softly putting his hand on my face. ''I wouldn't hurt you, not again''. 

He expects me to believe that? HA, he has another thing coming. ''And how do I know you wouldn't?'' I snapped, looking him straight in the eye.I finally am speaking back to him. It felt like I was on a cloud of euphoria doing just that.

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