For Hell's Sake

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"Do I have to?" I whisper to Kace, the only friend I feel comfortable enough to tell about that fact that I feel peer pressured. "No of course not" she whispered back. " Don't worry, I got you ".
I look around at the cold, dimly lit room. I shiver as the thought of it all crept into my mind. " Marshall! Your turn! "Damialle said and faced me.
"I-I d-do-" I stuttered, before Kace abruptly cut me off. "Marshall doesn't feel to well. Cramps, ya know?"
I gulped and stared at Kace, even though I wasn't surprised. She always kept her word.
"What a shame. We could of had fun at this party, if it weren't all because of your stupid cramps" She sighed, faking pity. She turned to Tristan, shaking her head in "disappointment". I knew she was trying to embarrass me in front of her, seeing as she was the only girl to really, truly make me feel weak inside. Like her soft purple eyes had a tight grasp on my heart and soul.
" Suddenly, my cramps are gone. How about I do it. I volunteer. " I say, shaking.
Damialle threw her head back in laughter. "Ok puppet, dance" she said giggling quietly. "You're going to hell anyways, why not get a head start?".

I sighed and looked towards the door.
"You really don't have to do this" Ariel said, real worry in her eyes.
"If you are seriously uncomfortable, then stop, it's ok" Noah Chimed in.

I knew she would, but that wouldn't stop me. I could never live with the guilt and regret of being different my entire life. I wanted to fit in so badly that I would do anything, just to earn the acceptation of others.
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