We start walking around the party and I can't help but roll my eyes at the girls here. They all had way too much makeup on and way to little clothes on. Some weren't even wearing anything but a bra and underwear, stumbling around drunk. I know my dress was a little revealing but there was NO way I was just going to let myself go like THAT.
"You drinking tonight?" Scott asks me. I wanted to, but I didn't know if Scott was. One of us couldn't because we needed to get home some how. Scott just smiled at me silence and I'm sure I had a worried look on my face. "Haha, relax princess, you can drink, I didn't want to anyways."
"Y-you sure?"
"Yes princess." I smile at him and give him a hug. We make our way over to the kitchen and he gives me an unopened beer from the cooler. I smile and start drinking it. More like chugging it. I needed to let loose tonight. "Damn Bree. Slow down there."
"Haha, right." I smile and finish my beer anyways. "Can I play beer pong"
"Anything you want. When you want to go home, tell me. I'm right here." I hug him because I loved how sweet he was. I walk over to the beer pong table and join a random group of guys and girls. I've always been pretty good at beer pong.
After a couple rounds of beer pong, I felt buzzed. By buzzed, I mean my words were starting to slur and my judgment was getting hazy. A guy walked up to me and he wasn't ugly but he wasn't nothing compared to Scott. This guy had blonde hair and had the surfer dude look to him. "Want some shots? 10/10?"
"Hell yeah!" We walk into the kitchen. He pour 10 shots for me and 10 for him. I downed all 10 of mine when he was still on his 8th. I wondered where Scott was? I start looking around and see was was talking to one of his guy friends and I smile to myself because he wasn't worrying about me, like always. I started to feel dizzy and realize I need something to eat. I rummage through the fridge, not caring that it wasn't my house and grab some brownies. They looked really good. I bit into my first one and it was like I was in heaven. 3 brownies later and some weird and concerned looks from other people, I felt satisfied. As I was putting the rest of the brownies into the fridge, Scott came up to me, wide eyed. I giggled because he look so sad. I poke his cheek. "Scottttt." I whine. "Why you look so sad." I made a pouty face and laughed again.
"Bree, how many of those did you eat?" He sounded panicked so I laughed again.
"3."
Scott's P.O.V.
"3." She responds and giggles some more. I feel my eyes widen when I realize she's going to be high as fuck. Those were pot brownies! She ate 3! 1 was enough for 3 people to get an effect. I shake my head as she was laughing uncontrollably.
I turn around to grab some water for her and when I turn back around she's gone. Shit. I start panicking and walk around trying to find her. I ask several people but all I got in response was people shaking their heads. Someone responded with "no dude but she's going to be HIGGGGHHHHH mannnn. She was DOWNING them fuckers." He was referring to the browning and I could tell he's had his share of them too. I shake my head and my eyes go wide when I see her passed out. But what REALLY worried me was that she was thrown over someone's shoulders. Not anyone's though. Adams. What the fuck was he doing here?!?! He was carrying her upstairs and I chased after them. I know what happens upstairs at parties because I used to go there every party. I practically run to her. By time I get there, I hear a door lock. I start pounding on the door for the person to open.
"I swear to god I will bust the fucking door down if you don't open it right now!" I demand. I hear a scream. Bree must have woke up.
"HEL-." She got cut off when I heard a smacking noise and some sniffles, signaling she was crying. I try everything to get the damn door unlocked when my adrenaline got the best of me and I busted the door down. Bree was under Adam and she was wearing nothing but her bra and panties. Adam was straddling her and has his hand raised as if to hit her. The though of his touching my Bree in anyway was making me SO angry I couldn't help myself. I launch myself towards Adam and push him off of Bree. We both tumbled to the floor. I got on top of him and stared throwing punches at his face repeatedly. I think he passed out sometime but I wasn't slowing down. I stopped when I felt a light touch on my arm. I turn around and Bree was standing there. She had tears running down her now bruised face and she has the sheets wrapped around her body so the crowed that gathered didn't see her.
"Scott you can stop now. He's out."
"BREE! We can't just leave him here and expect him not to do anything when he wakes back up. He's supposed to be in jail! Why isn't he?"
"I-I don't know." Bree studders.
"Call 911!" I call to anyone. Someone took their phone out and called the cops. I flicked my hand, motioning for everyone to get out because I didn't want them to see Bree like this. I pick Bree up and lay her on the bed. I give her a small kiss and her clothes. I give her a 'we will talk about this later' look and wait for her to put on her clothes. We sit there and make sure Adam doesn't get up until the cops get there. Several minutes later, cops show up and come into the room we were in.
"What's going on?" The police asks.
"This guy was the one who kidnapped and shot Brianne Reid." I say pointing to Bree. "He came here tonight and tried to take advantage of her. He hit her and that's as far as it got before I came in."
"Okay. We will take him to the station and question him. Also, we will need for you and Brianne to come too so I can hear all sides of the story."
Brianne's P.O.V.
By time we get to the station, I feel sobered up from the browines and alcohol and I sit there waiting for Scott to get out. Next thing I know, my name was called. I walked in and sat down.
"So, Brianne, what happened tonight?"
"Honestly, I'll tell you everything. I was at a party and I got hungry, so I ate some brownies but they ended up being pot brownies. I got high and Adam carried me up to the room and took my clothes off. He got on top of me and hit me across the face. Then Scott came in and they got into a fight. Scott knocked him out and we waited for you to arrive."
"Okay. Thank you for your time. Is there anything else I should know about Adam?"
"Well, if you didn't know already, he abused me before, kidnapped me, and shot me."
"Okay. Thank you and we will make sure he gets put in jail and away from you. We won't let anything happen to you and I'm sure Scott won't either." He joked and winked at me. I walk out of the room and smile at Scott.
"Ready to go home princess?"
"Yeah. Can we talk about this all tomorrow?"
"Of course."
We walk out to Scott's truck and I feel myself getting more tired by every passing second. I must have dozed off. I feel the truck come to a stop and feel Scott life me out of the truck. I could have got up and walked myself but I was exhausted and couldn't bring myself to even open my eyes. Scott lays me down on the bed after changing me into my pjs. I gets into bed with me and kisses my forehead.
"I love you princess."
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Fighting for Love (COMPLETED)(EDITED)
Teen Fiction"Well just for that, I'll show you abuse." He says and before I could react, he punches me. Hard. I was pissed. Even though I haven't had ALL my training. I figured I should at least try SOMETHING. Before he could hit again, I pull my fist back and...
