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Chapter 4

Elijah's POV

I woke up the next morning feeling like absolute crap. My head was pounded like hell and my memory of the night before was a little hazy. I got up out of bed and headed into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and I indeed looked like hell. I still had the clothes I had on yesterday and my hair was all messy. I had bags under my eyes and my eyes were red. I rolled my eyes and turned the shower on and taking a long hot shower.

When I got back in my room I tossed the dirty clothes in a hamper mentally reminding myself to burn them later. I put on some boxers and sweatpants and just sat down on my bed. I leaned back on the bed frame with my legs crossed and rubbed my temples trying to actually remember the following night. I remember Ivy had took me to party with Jamison and Carter, but everything was hazy after that. Suddenly Aiden cane bursting in my room and started clapping.

"Congratulations, little brother. I can't believe it, but you actually lost your virginity." I looked at him confused.

'What are you talking about?' I signed.

"Oh, you don't remember? Let me remind you then." He said taking out his cell phone and looking through it. He held up his phone to me showing me a picture. It was of me and Ivy at the part yesterday. We were so close and dancing it seems. Her face only centimeters from mine as we looked at each other rather seductively. The memories had came back in flashes and chunks. I held my head in pain as he seemed to be laughing. "Honestly I didn't think you had it in you, dude.

Well actually let me take that back. All you needed was some liquid courage. Everyone revels their true self and feelings when they're piss drunk." Oh god, Ivy must hate me. I can't show my face to her after what happened. "Like I said I commend you little brother didn't think you had it in you." He said patting my shoulder and laughing. He walked out the door leaving me alone with my thoughts. I grabbed my phone and sighed seeing it was dead. I rolled my eyes and plugged my phone in it's charger as I waited for it to turn back on.

When it did I saw I had a lot of notifications. Some of people tagging me on Facebook and shit. I looked at what people were tagging me. I sighed in frustration as I saw the pictures of last night. Some of me stumbling around the party, some getting beer spilled on me, and of course the popular photo of me and Ivy. The other notification was of a message sent from Ivy.

Poison Ivy: Good morning, Eli. I hope you're feeling better.

Poison Ivy: Make sure you eat something and take medicine as I'm sure you have a bad hang over

I ignored the messages and just slid down on my bed. There's no way I could face her now. I shouldn't have taken advantage of her while she was drunk. Whether she was just drunk or both of us, I shouldn't have let it go as far as it did. She didn't know what she was doing and me being drunk is no excuse. I got up and went into the kitchen and tried to figure out what I could actually hold down in my stomach. My mom suddenly appeared from around the corner. She looked at me with a look of disgust.

"Are you happy?" She asked and I looked at her confused. "I can't believe you stayed out all night and rape that girl." My eyes went slightly wide in disbelieve. "I thought I raised you better than that, Elijah." I was about to make a statement or something in my defense, but she ended up slapping me, well more backhanded. "How dare you leave this house and make a fool of yourself. Giving your brother a bad name, you're father, and me." She spoke furiously. I could say anything to her.