Disorderly Conduct

Stars

I threw the useless end of my finished joint into the parking lot. "You wanna go to a party," Tate asked out of the blue. "Right now? During school," I questioned. "Nah, later on tonight, I'll pick you up at 9." I nodded cause there was no turning Tate down.

I sat waiting impatiently for Tate to arrive. Knock knock. I jumped towards the door. "Hey, you ready," he asked as soon as I opened it. I nodded like an idiot. "So what kind of party is this," I asked when we finally got to a dingy looking house. "It's just a get together with a few of my new friends."

When we entered the dimly lit house, it smelled of alcohol, weed, and a number of other disgusting things. People were scattered throughout with cups or joints in their hand. "Here," Tate said as he handed me a cup. "I can't." He groaned. "C'mon let loose." I took the cup and gulped some down. I couldn't look like a baby, not in front of Tate. "Good girl," he whispered. He took my hand and led me through the crowd of dazed looking people. "Let's dance." I was surprised at his demand. "You dance?" He laughed. "I might." With that we started moving. He pulled me close and moved surprisingly well with the music. Even though I couldn't dance I trusted Tate and followed his steps. "Wanna go somewhere," he half shouted over the music. I smiled and nodded. He led me to a quieter room.

"Who's bedroom," I asked as I sat on the bed. "Who cares?" He kneeled in front of me and kissed my lips. Tate quickly took it to another place as he pushed me onto the bed and removed my shirt. But he paused his ferocity for a moment. "Here take this," he said as he offered me a small paper like square. "What is it," I panted. "Just put it on your tongue." He saw the doubt on my face. "Don't you want me?" Yes. I put the tab on my tongue. Tate smiled and began to kiss me again. Something changed. The room didn't seem the same. The walls looked alive almost like they were moving. "Tate get off me, something's happening to me," I said as I pushed up on him. "It's ok, you're about to feel so good." I pushed again. "Please stop," I whimpered. "Shhh, just focus on the pretty stars, Winnie. Do you see the stars?" I saw the stars. So pretty.

I didn't pass out. I went into a dazed state of seeing so many things and not being able to focus on making Tate get off of me. When I realized it was over and Tate was gone, I stumbled around the room calling for him. I walked through the house of exploding colors and muted music calling for someone. Who am I looking for? I found myself in the road wailing at the top of my lungs for Tate, but no one answered. "Can anyone hear me?" No answer. I sat down on what I thought was a bench and continued to cry out for Tate. When I saw him.

"David," I cried. "Oh, I missed you so much, your brother won't talk to me. I love you never leave, I don't care if you're a ghost just stay, please," I pleaded, but David ignored me. He continued to look past me into the distance, but I shouted for his help even louder. "Please!"

Everything went black.

A/n-

This came out a little crappier and shorter and later than I wanted but oh wellllllll