So it starts out with my best friend Lally. We're at someone’s house and it's huge. We are in the bed just hanging out. Then a random guy and his boyfriend show up and get into the bed with us. I start to feel extremely awkward. Then Kyle showed up. I was beyond in love with Kyle by this point; his dark hair, very manly jaw line, and not to mention his scruff. Every time I am around him my heart feels as if it may beat out of my chest. By then Lally was sitting on my back and just talking to the people around us. All of a sudden yet another couple walks in. Lally says "Look at how hot they are!" I try not to pay mind to them because Kyle was staring in my direction. Well at least that is what I thought because I could only see out of the corner of my eye. I didn't want to look directly at him because then I know he would look away.
I started to feel even more awkward. I suppose he was interested in me but I couldn't really tell. So after trying to avert my eyes from staring at him, I look over at one of the guys that Lally said was hot. He actually was. The guy had bleach blonde hair and was scruffy. I sort of have this thing for guys with scruff. Then out of nowhere I was suddenly out of the bed and the two couples, Lally, and Kyle were all in the bed completely nude. I was horrified. The blonde scruffy guy started to kiss Kyle very passionately. I wanted to die. It was awful. Seeing the guy you have been in love with since the beginning of the school year kissing someone else made me feel like complete shit. The feeling made me want to throw up. So I decided to grow a pair and try and stop them by saying something. I said "Hey guys lets go see the rest of this place or we could go do something else." I was completely ignored. They didn't even acknowledge me.
Tears began to stream down my face. I felt my face getting colder and colder as all of the blood rushed from my face. I'm sure I was as white as flour. As soon as I ran out of the room I realized that there was a party going on around us. I didn't realize it was a party at first. It seemed to have only gay men. They were all naked and dancing. I was immediately freaked out again. There were people having sex and dildos everywhere. It was confusing. I couldn't understand what was happening, so I walked out of the house. Outside may have been even worse. I found my way to a pool surrounded by lesbians. I knew nobody around me. I have never felt so alone in my life.
As I tried running past everyone so no one could see me cry, one girl stopped me. Very concerned, she turned to me and said "Hey, are you okay? Why are you crying?" At first I was hesitant in telling her what happened. Then she calmly said "It's okay, you can talk to me." I started to tell her everything that happened from the beginning. She looked at me and immediately grabbed my arm. She drug me over to the bar and handed me a shot glass. "Here, this will solve all of your problems." So I start to take the shot. As soon as the liquid, which was bitter so I'm guessing that it was tequila, hit the back of my throat I realized that the shot glass also had broken glass in it. I began to vomit. I vomited almost ten times. So then she handed me a pitcher of beer. I started to guzzle it down until I noticed a piece of glass was still stuck in my throat. I started vomiting again and again. I have never felt this awful before. It was one of the worst nights I had ever had.
As I start to dry heave, I wake up and my face was wet and my nose was running. I had been dreaming but the dream was so real that I was crying. I couldn't believe what had just happened. It was as if it was a sign of my insecurity. So the next day I went up to Kyle and told him how I felt. Now you would never be able to separate us. He is one of the best boyfriends anyone could ask for. He is more than that. He is also my bestfriend.
