Blacked out and Whacked out

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It was my brothers birthday tonight, and as you probably already figured out, (you know, him being popular and all) he's planning on throwing a big ass party, the kind of party people where rave about for days on end.

It was my brothers birthday tonight, and as you probably already figured out, (you know, him being popular and all) he's planning on throwing a big ass party, the kind of party people where rave about for days on end

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Party outfits. (Amelia Left, Ava right)

Cameras are flashing everywhere. There are lots of people, people I didn't even know. Things are becoming worse by the second. It's just hit midnight, and everyone is falling over themselves. Including me. In a result to having a few to many drinks I find my way towards the toilet. I roll my eyes in disgust at the sound of moaning and groaning flowing through the gaps in the door.

"CODY" I hear a girl moan.

Cody? With my attempt to to grab hold of the door handle, I yank it open. Wtf? he was kissing a random girl I'd never seen before, his hand clasped roughly on the back of her neck, pressing in softly. After a few seconds he broke away and makes eye contact with me. In that frozen second between no movement and having no ability to talk, I see their eyes flick from me to each other. Our faces are unreadable, no fear, no-invitational smirk. I bolted.
"Amelia wait!" I hear Cody yell in the distance.

As I attempt to scramble past the herd of individuals, I find myself every few steps slowing down, stopping, bumping into someone and starting up again. I swerve through what looks like a road with no rules, as loud and obnoxious seniors go wild.

I hastily pour myself a drink and make my way to the crowd. I'm dancing like it's my last night on earth, but I think that's just the way my mind is avoiding what I just witnessed. The music moves me like I'm a puppet on strings, my head mashing so hard my brain is in shut down mode. There's so much sweat on my skin and not all of it's mine. The strobe masks so many of my movements, every clap of my hands like it's on pause at different moments.
I feel a pair of hands grab hold of my waist. I look back only the find Cody. I was done with his crap. Maybe it was the alcohol or the screaming music that echoed throughout my head; but with all I had in me, my balled fist collided with his cheekbone, flaying his neck backwards. He stumbled into the many people surrounding us, rubbing his cheek in discomfort. My action certainly took both him and myself by surprise. But who cares, he deserved it.

"What the hell!" He cried, regaining his balance.

I push past the hoards of people, making my way up the stairs in a rush manner.

"What a jerk!" I yell in frustration.

I flop myself on my bed, releasing a loud sob. I spring up only to see Hunter walk into my room after me. He stood silhouetted against the closed doorway and from his perfect outline I could tell he was wearing a tightly fitted t-shirt.

"Are you oka-"

Before he could finish his sentence, I smash my lips against his and he leaned back. I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol speaking or the simple fact that I felt angry and wretched. I started to slip of his shirt and he turned his head.

"Are you sure?"

I smiled and continued until I got to his jeans. My hands shook with anticipation. My head was filled of crazy thoughts. Half of them horny teen thoughts while the others were like, 'What the hell am I doing?'. But before I could even think, we were naked.

*Morning after*

I'll admit it, I was a total newbie to the party thing. But, even as a newbie, I knew that blacking out during your own shindy was a total party foul.

At least the worst that could've happened, didn't. But then I remembered. The worst did happen. I woke up slowly, yawning and rubbing my makeup smudged eyes. I felt cold, the bed sheets barely covering an inch of my body. I pull them over me and hear a loud groan from beside me. Waking up with someone next to me in bed, I had a momentary panic at the fact that I swapped sweat (and other things) with one of the Barney's my brother invited. Was is really possible that my brother let a guy sleep in my bed? Dumb question, of course he wouldn't. But the person actually spooning me was..... HUNTER??? I sit up, unable to catch my breath.
"No, no, no" I whisper to myself.

Everything that once was simple was now complicated. My boyfriend of two years cheated on me, and I slept with my brothers best friend. And no matter how much I wanted all of this to disappear, it wasn't going to.

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