Fighting for Love (COMPLETED)(EDITED)

Chapter 29

Bree's P.O.V.
I go upstairs to get ready for a party while Jake is downstairs.I call Amanda to ask for advice. She couldn't come over so I figured I'd just give time her and ask her what to wear since she's good with this kind of stuff. She answers after 2 rings.

"BREE! Have you decided what to wear yet?"

"Nope. I need your help." I beg.

"No worries. Show me your closet." I turn the camera to my messy closet, revealing all my clothes.

"Oh! Grab that one. 3rd to the left." I pull it out to show her the full thing. It was a tight, black top with lace around it, and a tight maroon mini skirt. No doubt this outfit was too little for me. My mom bought it for me a long time ago because she thought I needed to 'look more like a teenager'. I think she over did it though. "That! That is perfect!"

I put it on and it was REALLY tight, showing my curves more and pushing up my boobs more, making them look bigger than they were. I wasn't really sure about wearing this. Is was still cold outside and I didn't want to be around a bunch of drunk, horny guys wearing this but I shrug. Amanda knew what she was doing. I slide on my matching black pumps and walk down stairs. I put on winged eyeliner with Smokey eyes and maroon lipstick.

Jake saw me and his eyes lit up then I think reality hit him. "Woah Bree! You look smoking! But no."

"No?" I ask. Confused. No what? Is it that bad?

"You look WAY too good." He seems honestly concerned.

I couldn't help but blush. "Thanks Jake, but why you so concerned?" I ask, joking around with him.

"B-because...y-you, I-i, you don't want to make Scott jealous. Do you?" He asked in one swift breath. Obviously trying to cover his stuttering and the truth on why he didn't want me to wear this.

"Jake, it'll be okay. Scott will be their with me."

"O-oh Okay." He looks a little disappointed that I'm still going.

"Are you going?" I ask. I honestly wanted him to go because I missed going to parties with Jake. Jake and I used to be the party animals. We'd always show up and rock the parties.

"Well that depends beautiful. Do you want me to?" His smirk was back and roll my eyes.

"Hell yes! I miss partying with you!"

"Okay okay haha, calm down." He laughs. Just then, Scott walks in and greets us.

"Hey Jake, hey princess." I walk up to him and hug him as Jake nods and smiles at him. I'm so glad they get along.

"You ready? Jake, you going?" Scott asks us. We both reply 'yep' at the same time and look at each other. We burst out laughing and Scott just rubs the back of his neck. Jake and I look at each other and shrug at Scott's shyness. We all three walk out to Scott's truck. I still LOVE his truck. We sit and all sing along, horribly might I add, to love the way you like by Rihanna and Eminem. This was always Jake and i's favorite song. Once the raps came on, we sang every word to them and Scott drove, laughing hysterically at us and our bad singing. We had a good time already and we haven't even showed up to the party yet.

Several minutes later of horrible singing and laughing, we showed up. We all walk in together and I was planing on drinking. Jake said he would be the driver because he wasn't in a 'drinking mood'. Scott and I make our way to the kitchen, hand in hand. They had EVERYTHING here. Vodka, fireball, beer, you name it, they had it. I don't even know whose party it was but it was pretty bomb. I poured myself and cup of vodka and cranberry-grape juice. That was the best. Scott just grabbed a beer. We hit our cups together and dump our drinks down our throats.

"Hey Brianne! Hey Scott! Want to play 'truth or dare?'" Some guy asked. I look at Scott excitedly and we walk over there. We join the circle and I see Jake was already there. Of course he'd join, he was one of the hottest guys here, besides Scott. Some guy, I think his name was Connor, spun the bottle. It landed on me.

"Truth or dare Bree?" I was feeling risky tonight so I chose dare. Connor's smile widened and he had a mischievous look in his eye. "I dare you to dance for us, on the pole. For 3 minutes." He pointed to the pole by the circle of people and my eyes widened. I've never done this before. I figured it'd just be something like drink something. Not pole dance! I needed a drink before I did this. I went into the kitchen before I went to the pole and downed the vodka straight from the bottle. It took a couple of minutes to get back over to the group due to all the grabby guys. I already started to feel loosened up. I was ready for this now. I walk up to the pole and a remix of 'na na' by trey songs played. I grind on the pole and sway my hips and I hear guys cheering and whistling. After grinding and twerking for 3 minutes I sway my way back over to the group. I down a beer and a couple shots on my way and sat down.

Scott's P.O.V.
Bree was up there pole dancing and I admit, she looked good doing it. Undoubtedly beating all the other girls who tried. Bree just had the curves and confidence when she did it. She swayed her way over to the group again. Most guys here had boners and I roll my eyes. I don't like guys to look at my Bree like that. Bree sits down, but she sits down on my lap. She was drunk. I drank some but not drunk yet. We played truth or dare for several rounds until Bree fell asleep. Jake came over and picked her up in his arms.

"I'll take her to the car. I'll make sure the door is locked so no one gets in." I nod a thank you and start making my way around the house. More like stumbling.

Jake's P.O.V.
I walk up to Scott and Bree. He was struggling to pick her up. He was wasted and she was passed out. I laugh and pick her up. I told scott I'd take her to the car and make sure she's okay. We get there and I lay her down into the seat. I grab a bucket Incase she need to throw up. I made sure she was safe and I locked the door. I should go find Scott and make sure he's okay. There's a reason I said I'd stay sober tonight. After I came back in, I couldn't find Scott anywhere. I asked around and my heart sunk to my stomach when I got an answer. My heart sank because I knew it would hurt Bree. Someone responded to my questions about where Scott was.

"Aweeee mannnnn, he went upstairs with Leslie." I knew he was drunk but I asked serval more people and I got the same reply. By now, I was pissed. He was cheating on Bree! She loved him and would NEVER do nothing to hurt him, but here he was, cheating on her, for the second time! I march upstairs and walk into several different rooms. I stop at a door where I heard sounds coming from the other side. I didn't even care what I saw at this moment. I bust into the room and there Scott was, with Leslie. I grab Scott and shoves his clothes into his arms.

"GET OUT." I roar at Leslie, throwing her dress to her. She rolled her eyes and slips her dress on, swaying her way out of the room.

"WHAT THE FUCK SCOTT!"