Chapter 8: Truth or karma
Night is upon us.
The moon sits full in the sky, as though it is watching down on me, guiding me whilst the glistening stars wink. I've never seen a night so beautiful. Yet, venom lays drifting beneath its mesmerising facade. For during this perfect night, horrors await me.
I have successfully changed into my outfit for the party, my make up limited but complementing. It annoys me how perfect the clothes are since all they represent is a sickening reminder of what had happened in that house.
Now, I've never really been the 'bitchy type' but the way Amanda has sunk her claws into Hunter and made him her personal robot makes me want to gouge her eyes out.
Music has been blasting from Hunter's place for about half an hour. I've been contemplating whether or not I should go since the music started. I know that I can't back down, but I still really don't want to go and risk public humiliation.
No. I have to do it.
Filled with a thrilling determination I begin to descend the stairs, my phone clutched in my hands.
"Mum, I'm going to a party, I'll be back by midnight!" I shout into the kitchen, not waiting for a response.
Pulling open the door, I begin walking across out front lawns. There are already several couples making out and enough red cups to fill a bathtub. I mentally gag but continue towards the house until I arrive at the familiar front door. After a moment of contemplating, I press down hard in the doorbell. For a second it feels as though no one is coming until finally, the door is pulled inwards.
"Hunter."
He grins at me.
"Hey Vee, come to play some games?" He asks mischievously.
"Yep, have you already started?"
"Nope," he says, leading me into the house, "Amanda, insisted that we wait for you."
I roll my eyes.
"Of course she did."
We continue walking through the sweaty crowd of jumping teenagers until finally, we reach a small, white door that I'm guessing leads down to the basement.
"You ready?"
I nod and start down the stairs. At the bottom, I find a circle of people dressed in party clothes, some of who seem extremely intoxicated. Among the partygoers is Amanda, Logan, Ethan and Brendan.
"And here she is" Amanda greets, icily.
I narrow my eyes at her.
"Did you bring your A game?" I ask, challengingly.
She smirks at me.
"Let's just say that I'm prepared to get my hands dirty."
"Jeez, calm down bitches. Let's just play" a drunk redhead mumbles.
"Yeah, I'm ready to see some flesh," a buff football guy says pervertedly.
"Um ok. So who wants to go first?" Hunter asks awkwardly.
"I'll go first" Amanda suggests.
"Ok" I respond bluntly.
"Violet, truth or dare."
I glare at her.
"Dare" I respond boldly.
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Romance"I'm Hunter. Hunter Jones. Nice to meet you Vee" he greets me cockily. My eyebrows crinkle in confusion. "Only my parents call me that" I warn him. He smirks at me and takes a few steps closer until he is close enough for me to reach out and touch h...
