prologue

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april 9, 2010

why am i here, and how did i get here?

am i drunk?

no, i don't drink. i only had a glass of water.

am i at a party?

i've never been invited to a party before.

what am i holding?

is this . . . is this meth?

what?

"delanie!"

my curly hair swung around as i turn to find who called my name. my grip on the bag of meth tighten as emerald eyes came in view.

the young male before me smirked then faded into the sea of dancing bodies.

am i suppose to follow?

my mind was screaming no, telling me that he was bad but i don't exactly remember why. so i let my body take over and follow the unfamiliar - yet familiar - male figure.

my limbs felt heavy, they were as if the weigh 10 pounds heavier. i ignored the feeling and carried on my journey to where the male had disappeared. lazily pushing my way through the crowd, i came across glass doors that led outside. i spotted the back of the green eyed male then wasted no time to fumble the door open.

naked bodies scattered across the yard and swam in the pool. it was strange that i didn't mind when usually i do.

"delanie."

the raspy voice spoke. it was like a dream, all of it, it felt like none of this was reality.

my feet dragged my heavy body towards the male. his emerald eyes sparkled due to the pool light. his curly hair seem more curlier.

wait.

my body stopped in front of him and the small smirk on his face grew wicked. emerald eyes darken while my face turn from confused to terrified.

i was drugged.

i dropped the meth and my empty red cup as i took a deep breath to scream but two hard hands pushed me off my feet and into the pool.

laughter surrounded me like the water just had. i thrash my heavy limbs to help me stay afloat but it was useless.

i was drowning in mockery at the same time i was drowning in water.

i let out one last cry for help then my head fell under. i continued to thrash and my wild eyes glance around me. blurry pictures of naked people surrounded me. they weren't helping me. no one was.

my back softly touched the bottom of the watery grave. my brain was screaming for me to breath like my life depended on it. but there was no oxygen for me to take.

but my instincts overruled logic, so i took a breath anyways. my lungs filled with water and i felt the ache in my chest go away. the pool lights and naked bodies slowly dimmed from my eyesight.

then my soul slowly faded away.

my backed burn and my head ached. my surroundings were water free, besides the occasional drip of water. my eyes flew open as i coughed the water out of my lungs. green eyes fell onto mine, the were filled with a storm of concern and anger.

"you listen here," my shoulders were gripped tightly in his hands, "you tell no one, you hear me! what kind of 15 year old doesn't know how to swim! you're disgrace to this race. and i swear if you tell anyone, and i mean anyone, it will be the last of you."

he drove my shoulders into the concrete ground and quickly pushed himself up to fade into the crowd once again.

my hand gripped my pounding heart as i glanced over everyone's shocked face.

memories of his eyes flooded my mind and they couldn't stop. one after one, i was remind of who he was. the haunting laugh, the dark bruises, and aching pain crashed on me like waves.

he has ruined everything for me.

i left the party not too long after the near death incident; i watched as the house faded away, i watched as the police cars sped pass me, i watched as the darkness took over the streetlights.

i watched everything as i passed by.

the events that took place tonight were surely to leave negative imprints on my brain but one positive thing did come from this situation.

i never saw harry styles again.

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