The New Boy ~G.D~

chapter thirty two

I told myself I'd change

Shame runs through your body as you breathe in the scent of strong alcohol and drugs.

You walk through the crowded house, pushing past bodies as you try to pass through.

You shove your hands in your front pockets as your body tenses.

"Hey y/n!" You hear from behind you. You turn around to see one of your old friends from middle school.

"Oh, hey" you say.

"Want a drink?" Nate offers. You nod and he hands you a red colored drink. You take a sip and it tasted like pure tequila.

You take another drink. And more. And more until you're down your first cup.

"Give me another one" you yell over the music. Nate smirks at you and fills another cup with the same thing. Only this time, up to the rim.

Nate grabs your wrist and takes you to the couch. He sits down and drags you down with him, making you sit on his lap, but you slide off.

"Don't" you slur. You'd had two more cups while you were at the counter.

"Don't what, baby girl" he purrs into your ear. Shivers are sent down your spine.

"Don't try anything, Nate. I mean it" you lean your head back onto the board of the couch.

You feel his lips on your neck and you push him away slightly. He reattaches his mouth to your soft skin and begins to suck.

You let out a soft moan as your hand gets tangled in his hair.

"Wait-" you mumble. "Hmm" he gums against your skin.

He stops kissing you and looks at the artwork he left on your neck.

"I said not to" you giggle a little. "I have to go pee" you say, standing up. You stumble a little and Nate comes to help you.

"Let me-" you cut him off from him last words.

"Fuck off, dude" you spit. You see him roll his eyes and read his lips.

Whatever.

The aroma of marijuana filled your nose. You followed the smell and it lead you upstairs.

You open the door and see Veronica on the floor with a bong in her hand. Her face was bandaged and for a second you were considering asking her what happened.

Then you remembered that it was you that did the damage.

"What the fuck do you want? I stopped doing after your boyfriend, I left you alone, I-" she starts.

"I'm here for the weed" you slur again. You giggle at the words that came out of your mouth and hiccup.

"Fine" she hands the bong full of a fresh pinch of bud (marijuana)

You grab the lighter from the floor and flick it until the flame comes to life. It danced on the metal frame and grew higher the longer it lasted.

You light the end of bong and suck on the opening. Smoke fills your lungs.

Intoxicating your mind and fulfilling your head with the lightness you needed all along.

You loved it.

You open your mouth and let the smoke flow out, then inhaling it back through your nose.

You hold it in your lungs for a couple of seconds before letting it go and blowing it into Veronica's face.

You both laugh and smack the floor, as if it was the funniest thing on earth.

"You're high as shit already, aren't you?" You say in between laughs.

She nods enthusiastically, making you laugh even harder. You sit there with the worst person you've ever met, yet, having a good time with the help of drugs.

Minutes to what felt like hours pass and alcohol and marijuana ran through your blood system.

You pull out your phone and place your thumb on your home button, unlocking it. You click on your contacts and press on Grayson's contact.

'Asshole 🙄' was his new contact name. You didn't block him, you just ignored his messages.

It gets to half of a ring and he picks up.

"Y/n, oh my god finally! I'm so glad you called I-" you cut him off, being the fourth person today.

"Come pick me up" you demand.

"Okay, yeah. Um where are you? Are you home?"

"Nope" you laugh. "You're at a party aren't you?" He whispers. You laugh in response.

He groans, "I know which one. I'll be there in five, don't move."

———

You hear Grayson's car pull up but you don't look up. You sat on the curb with your arms crossed and your head resting on them.

"Are you okay, y/n?" Grayson asks gently as he tries to help you up.

You wipe your nose and say, "just take me home."

{a/n}
The song is supposed to be what played at the party 🤷🏽‍♀️