After what Ethan has told me, I'm debating if I should go or not.
But, this thought came to mind. I haven't went to any kind of party. I haven't been a teenager. Plus, I need to live life a little, life is too short to worry over a guy who has fucking anger issues.
Lilly: hey! i'm outside! Maya: coming!
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"You look hot!" Lilly says slapping my ass. I laugh, "You too! Lils!" She laughs.
Lilly's Outfit:
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We walk in, Ethan and Jack greets us. "Welcome girlies!" Jack yells over the loud music, he has a red cup in his hand, so does ethan.
Ethan whispers in my ear, "Grayson is in the backyard." I nod my head, and Lilly grabs my wrist pulling me away from the both of them.
"Yeah, we're not associating with them." She says, We end up at a bar, "Two beers." She says to the bartender. He nods and gives us two beers.
"I can't believe they have their own bartender." I say as I take a sip of my beer. "Well, they are super rich." She says, also taking a sip of her beer.
"What do their parents do?" I ask her. Taking an gulp. "Their mom is a hairdresser for different celebrities."
"Who she work for?" "She worked with many celebrities, including your mother." I almost choke on my beer, "No way." She nods her head, "Anyways, their dad is a lawyer." My eyes widen, in disbelief, "Really?" She nods her head at that reply. "Do they also have an another sibling or?"
"Yeah, her name is Cameron, she's one of my best friends, she's the one who invited me." She tells me. She looks around to see if she's here, "Oh! She's in the backyard. Let's go!" She grabs my wrist and my heart beats so fast.
I remember Ethan telling me that Grayson was in the backyard, I can't say anything now, we're already outside. I try moving next to her, hiding myself. I didn't want to be noticed by Grayson.
I looked around carefully to see if Grayson was around, he wasn't. Thank god.
"Cam! Cam!" Lilly waves her hand in the air. Cameron notices and puts down her beer. "Hey, Lils!" She gives her a hug. "Who's this cutie?" She smiles at me as she gives me a hug. "Maya Matthews" Lillys introduces. I give her an awkward wave. "No way! You're Veronica Matthews' daughter!" She yells over the music but, before she could have finished the sentence the music gets cut off and eyes land on us. Just my luck.
I laugh uncomfortably. I hear a girl say, "No way, Veronica's daughter is here?"
"Isn't she still dreading that her mom passed?" "I bet she killed her." "Yeah, she seems like a person to kill her own mother." "Why is she here?" "Who cares? Let's party!" The music got turned back on and everybody goes back to dancing and having a good time.
But, those words that those people said have been put in my head. "Excuse me." I say and run off to the nearest bathroom. I push past people.
I found one and lock the door. I slide my body down against the door. Crying, not caring if my makeup gets ruined.
How can people have the hearts to say that? Saying that I could've killed my mother? I loved my mother so much, she was my world. I could never hurt her.
I get up and put my hands on the sink counter and look at myself in the mirror. My eyeliner is gone, my mascara is running down my face.
I am a mess.
Those things that those people said, hurts. It fucking hurts. I thought I would be having fun. I want to have fun. I suck it up.
Wipe off my makeup with some makeup wipes I found in a cabinet and head out the bathroom.
I go to the bartender. "One shot of tequila." I tell him.
That one shot of tequila lead to many, shots of tequila, vodka, and whiskey. I wanted this pain to go away.
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I ended up dancing on the kitchen counter. It's been a few hours since I've been here, I felt good, for the first time in forever, I don't feel like complete fucking shit.
I feel tipsy though, I can't walk. I can't even feel my legs. Every time I would try to walk, my legs would shake and fall. And I start laughing my ass off, even if it's not even funny.
I feel two strong hands lift me up. I laugh.
"Woah, you're strong big boy." I slur. He chuckles. "You're so drunk, Maya." His raspy voice makes me want to bang him right here, right now. "You're so hot, random person." I turn to him, and make contact with these beautiful hazel eyes.
His flopped brown hair, his winged earring, his smirk. Hot as fuck.
I moan as I look at him. Damn, I just want to fuck him. "Fuck me." I tell him. He laughs. "Flattered, but no, you're drunk. I'm not going to take advantage of you like that."
He lifts me up throws me over my shoulder, and he starts walking, he then, plops me down somewhere.
He plopped me down in the front seat of his car, putting my seat belt in. He gets in the drivers seat and I ask him, "Hey, where are we going?" My eyes are literally closed. "I'm taking you home."
"You don't even know where I live." I slur out. He lightly laughs, "My brother told me."
"What brother?" "Don't worry about it."
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GRAYSON'S POV
I see a girl dancing on the counter, and as she gets down, she falls. But, then laughs. Yep, she's definitely fucked up.
I walk over to see who it is, and it's Maya. I pick her up. "Woah, you're strong big boy." She slurs out. I chuckle. "You're so drunk, Maya."
"You're so hot random person." I laugh at what she has said. She turns to me and those chocolate brown eyes, and almost closed, but her smile is to die for. Even when she's drunk, she's still beautiful.
No, Grayson, no. Do not fall in love with this girl.
I hear her make a noise, but I don't know what kind of noise is that. It's a groan or a moan, I don't even know.
"Fuck me." She says, no emotion. "Flattered, but no, you're drunk and I'm not going to take advantage of you like that."
And it's true I didn't. She is too vulnerable. I would never have sex with someone without their consent.
I lift her up to my shoulder and she starts laughing.
I walk out to my car and plop her down on the front seat.
I drove her home. "Hey May, do you have keys to your home?" She shakes her head. "Under the mat, probably."
I check and there's an extra key. I take it and unlock the door.
"Hello?" I repeated this about 3 times, no one answered. "I thought you lived with your aunt." I said to her. She stays quiet, her eyes are closed. She fucking fell asleep. I close the door, put the key on the coffee table.
I put her over my shoulder. I plop her down on her bed and change her into some pj's. Luckily, she had some on her drawer ready to go. She is totally dead, after I changed her. I was about to head out but she says, "stay."
I sigh, close the door and lay down next to her. She snuggles up to me. I put my arm around her waist and fall asleep.
I feel weird. This is weird. This doesn't feel right. I want to leave but. I don't have the heart to do so.
