Angel Marie

Worst Party Ever

I had been ready for over half an hour and still I was alone in a cabin in the middle of God knows where starving my butt off. Lucas was probably rounding his ‘friends’ and ‘subjects’ for this thing he was planning. I, on the other hand was starting to have doubts about the whole thing. I mean, this was my first, proper high school party and it was being hosted by Lucas Parker, who knew what he had up his sleeve. I changed my position on the couch at that moment the doorbell rang. I froze and ran to the living room window and peeked out slightly, it was Lucas. I sighed with relief and went to open the door for him; he was carrying loads of plastic bags.

“Do you want to help me?” He said sounding exhausted.

“Nope, but thanks for asking,” I said playfully.

“Very funny, take something now…” He said in a more serious tone.

I laughed and grabbed a couple bags from his arms, accidentally pinching him in the process.

“Fuck! Angel… what the hell?” He screamed.

“Don’t blame me! It was the manicured nails,” I said winking.

He shook his head looking annoyed. I kissed him on the cheek and heard him snigger as I made myself to the kitchen. I put the bags on the counter and turned round to find Lucas staring at me.

“Can I help you?” I said, furrowing my eyebrows.

“Can I help you out that dress?” He said coyly.

I broke out laughing while he had a crooked grin on his face.

“What’s so funny?” He said confused.

“Don’t EVER say that again to me or any girl,” I said still laughing.

“Fair enough,” He said smiling.

I started un-packing the bags when I was suddenly spun around and before I could question the fool he smashed his lips onto mine. I was hesitant to return the favour or just stay still but I ended up kissing him a little before I tore our lips apart.

“W-what was that for?” I whispered since our faces were still quite close.

“Spur of the moment, I guess…” He said quietly before kissing my nose and making his way out the room.

What the hell? He can’t just do that and walk away; I mean he just kissed me...again. Wow, there’s something wrong with this boy. I shook my head from the masses of thoughts when I heard the doorbell go. I walked to the door when I heard Lucas loudly whisper from the top of the stairs.

“Don’t, pretend no one’s here,” He said.

I gave him a confused look and realised I could see fear in his eyes and then knew that the only person who causes that kind of reaction to him was the one and only Bethany. I simply nodded my head slowly and backed away from the door. That’s when she started banging on the door and shouting like a barbarian.

“Lucas! You in?” She shouted.  She continued knocking; my heart was beating more and more.

“For fucks sake, why isn’t he in?” She murmured to herself before I heard her heels walking away from the door.

I looked up to see Lucas sitting on a step so I joined him.

“After this party tonight you have some major explaining to do about that crazy lady,” I said sighing.

He kept looking at his hands, he seemed oblivious to what I had said but I knew he had heard. I stood up and left him going back to the kitchen to organise stuff for the party.

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I had let God knows how many people into this cabin and having the about 6th or 7th cocktail of the night but yet I was even as much as tipsy while others had only had three or four shots of something and were claiming to be ‘off their fricking heads’. I just laughed at them but secretly I wanted to see how it felt like to be absolutely care-free and worriless. Music was pounding from every corner of this house and I’d been groped a few times by boys but I hadn’t seen Lucas since the place had got crowded. I left my post by the front door and went inside the living room to join in; everybody looked so funny, I recognised some kids from school and also some that I had never seen in my life. They were all dancing like idiots and grinding like there was no tomorrow, I smiled and grabbed a shot from the mini bar, pulled a guy from the sofa and started dancing with him. He wanted to get a little too close, like any normal guy, but I avoided it tactfully. I found myself getting lost in the music, the beats and rhythms going through to my mind while my body just moved in time with the boy and the song. I opened my eyes to find the boy with his hands on my waist and his crotch was way too close to my butt, I was still kinda fazed and looked around the room and saw Lucas’ gawking eyes at me. Suddenly I snapped back and moved away from the dude and walked slowly away.

I went into the kitchen and pushed my way through to get a glass of water from the tap when I felt a vibration in my pocket. I gently sipped my water while opening the text which read:

Baby girl, you were all over him. I’ve got the picture to prove it. Jess.

She’s here! I spat the water out and budged my way through to run upstairs, I felt like tears were about to run down my face and tried to rush to my room and lock myself in. I burst into my room to find a naked Lucas with some girl in MY bed.

“What the f*ck!” I shouted, reaching my breaking point.

“Excuse me; can’t you see we’re busy?” The slag said. Is she mad?

“Get out,” I said quietly but they could tell the anger and sorrow in my voice as the girl whimpered and left half naked.

Lucas got up slowly and walked towards me looking me in the eyes; I turned away and stared at the wall; tears welling up in my eyes.

“Angel, I’m sorry…” I cut him off with a slap.

“Get the f*ck out, NOW!” I said harshly, shoving past him.

I sat on my bed and waited for him to leave, finally after about 10 minutes he dragged himself out the door. I ran up to the door and slammed it. I turned my back and slid down the door; crying my eyes out into my knees.