Come Here III

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I scoffed and picked myself up. Gripping onto the marble surface with fake, black nails made it harder for me to get up.

My dripping wet dress stuck to my body. I felt all wet and uncomfortable. The music from the party still blared and the place was blacked out.

I sniffed as my fingers felt around my black lace underwear in my hand. Looking down at it all I thought of was Jacob. How petty was that! A low scream escaped my lips before I started walking towards the house party.

All eyes were on me when I walked into the party. Such a great entrance, that. I brushed it all off, although their stares was all I could think about.

Scanning quickly around the crowd, in the coroner, I saw his Afro bouncing up and down. By now, the crowd looking at me went back to grinding, drugs and sex.

Limping towards Jacob, I started calling his name. Jacob. Jacob. Jacob. But my voice was just a croak.

"Jacob."

One person accidentally pushes me.

"Jacob."

One jerk slaps my ass.

"Jacoob."

A girl randomly kisses me.

"Jacob."

His eyes are right on me.

"Jac-"

Blackout.

The cold surface I was laying on woke me up. The blurry world of blacks and dark blues was on it's side so I sat up. I rubbed my head and looked around.

I saw a blurred vision of a yellow smiley face wearing an American flag bandana stuck on the black wheel of a black, shiny jeep.

Shaking my head, I got up. Maybe someone just driving away. Head banging and body numb.

I was at home. My home.

Getting the spare key from under the pot plant, I headed inside and up the stairs.

A smile swept my face once I laid eyes on my bed. Sweet sleep, sweet Toni.

I fell onto my bed and looked outside my window. Flashbacks of tonight flashing in my head.

Jacob.

Sex.

Jacob.

Shots.

Jacob.

Argument.

Jacob.

Fountain.

Jacob.

Party.

Jacob.

Jacob.

Jacob.

Jaco-

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