Trapped in Ophelia's Body

The party

Song: Electric love by Borns

We get to the house around seven. There are so many lights blinking from inside and music blaring. You can hear all the way outside next to the road. I tense up, knowing that I can't go in there. I stand next to his bike on the sidewalk, my feet just won't move and I fidget with my fingers. He places both helmets on the seat of his bike and when he looks back up at me he pauses in his tracks.

"Hey...it's going to be alright...I'll be right by your side the whole time." He reaches for my hand to pull me along, but I stay cemented to the sidewalk. I don't think that he understands that this is sensory overload and I am about to panic.

"It's just...it's...I don't th...think I can go in there." I stare up at him and feel my heart beating so fast. I thought he knew that I can't stand being around people. He said he understood so why is he bringing me here of all places.

"Please just try...if you don't like it we will leave alright."

I roll my eyes at him. "Ok." I let him walk me in and when the door opens it's chaos inside. My hand tightens around his and I hear him whisper.

"It's going to be alright."

Luckily for you to say; you don't have any issues,  I say in my head. We walk in and I can't think. The music is over bearing and the lights hurt my eyes. I feel hot all over and even though he is holding my hand from not trembling so much it really doesn't help.

I feel the tips of my fingers going numb. I can't do this; I need to get out of here. My heart feels like its skipping beats, like its racing wildly then stops and then picks up again. I just know it's going to explode in any second now. I hear voices, voices that are laughing at me and can't believe that I am actually at a party...that I am with him. I try to pull away from him and he pulls me in closer to him. His hand gracefully forms around my hip to pull me in tighter.

"Come on at least a few minutes. I told the guys I was coming they will be mad if I don't at least show up for a few minutes."

A few of his friends come up to him and start talking but I zone out and don't hear a word that they say to him. Even if I was trying to hear the music is so loud that it blocks it all out anyway. Next thing I know we are out the back door next to the pool. The air feels better but now I smell mixed aromas of perfumes, alchohol and smoke. I feel like I am going to start gagging.  We walk over to what looks like a stage off to the side and he lets go of my hand. But this time I pull him back.

"You said you wouldn't let go." It's not that I really want to hold his hand but for some reason I feel safe and when he lets go I feel my insides trembling. I'm for sure going to die.

He holds my hand tightly and brings it up to his lips to kiss it lightly. "The guys want me to play a song or two, you will be fine just stay right here next to the stage alright." He winks then he turns to walk up to his friends; I watch as he picks up a guitar and starts playing music with his friends. I hear parts of it but there are so many voices that I can't think. Real voices not just in my head, girls around me that are talking about me. I know I shouldn't be here; they know I shouldn't be here. I almost feel like the world around me is spinning and I have to close my eyes to gather my balance.

I stand there in one spot but as the music goes it is so freaking loud and I start to back away. Somehow or another I get pushed and water surrounds me. I start to panic, like really panic...I can't swim. I feel the water enter my body as I sink farther and farther down to the bottom. I refuse to open my eyes because all the chlorine in the pool burns them so badly. I try to hold my breath in but the more I gasp, the more water enters my body. I feel the bottom for a split second before an arm comes around me and slowly pulls me to the surface.

Kodiak:

I know the party will be too much for her but I promised her that we can leave when she cant take it any longer. However I already told the guys that I would come to play a few songs. The band is trying to get noticed by more people so we have been trying to play at different parties. I keep looking at her and I know she is starting to panic so I pull her in closer to me reminding her that everything is going to be alright.

A few of the guys come up to me and ask if I am ready to play. "Of course man...I'm coming."

I lead her outside and the music is a little lower out here so maybe she will feel better more out here. The guys are already setting up and I let go of her hand. I turn to her and smile. "If it's ok, I'm going to play a few songs with the guys." She just stares at me.

I start to let go of her hand but she pulls me into her, begging me not to leave her there. "You said you wouldn't let go."

The smile I had fades a little as I try to reassure her that she will be fine, "The guys want me to play a song or two. You will be fine just stay right here next to the stage alright." I kiss her hand then I walk backwards so that I can keep an eye on her and she is still just standing there watching me. Ok maybe I can get one song. It would be awesome to get a few in but I will take one at a time.

I start playing and can't keep my eyes off of her. The wind blows her hair and she has to move it out of her face. She keeps looking at me with those soft eyes of hers. I actually think she may be moving to the music and starting to enjoy herself. However I know the music is a little too loud and I watch as she starts to back away. The one moment I turn my head, she falls into the water. Now my heart jumps out 9f my chest. Well, I think the girls might have pushed her by accident. I don't know; all I know is that she is sinking. Oh...shit...I throw my guitar down and jump in the pool to save her because she is not coming back up. I bring her to the surface and yell at the guys to help me pull her out. She is not breathing...shit...shit...shit.

I check for a pulse and then start giving her breathes.

Everyone around us is staring and watching, waiting on her to either live or die. I hear a few saying that they can't believe that I am even with her and it kinda pisses me off. Ophelia is an amazing girl and I can't lose her.

She is here because of me. If she dies it will all be on me. She never wanted to come here but I was being selfish; why didn't I just listen.