Lo Siento

12

The music was so loud!

The DJ played the same music over and over and nobody was really in it. My head was hurting enough without the music.

I found a quieter place near Natalia to sit. I got hungry so I looked around the kitchen to see what was there.

Cookies. Chips. Sodas. Pizzas.

My eyes light up at the sight of brownies.

I walk over to the plate of chocolatey goodness and pick up a brownie, sniffing one to make sure it wasn't a pot brownie.

"Don't eat those. If you want something better eat this," a boy I've definitely seen before smiles, sliding another plate of brownies towards me.

"Do I know you?" I question and try to make out the familiar face.

"I think so. I'm Antonio. Cole's friend. Number 12 on the football team?" he brags with a drink in hand.

I wasn't even listening. Just drooling over the plate of brownies, I scoop one up and eat it, moaning in delight. After scoffing down a few more down my throat, my vision begins to get a bit blurry.

"Dude, you ate a lot of weed brownies," he laughs, whilst taking a bite of his own.

I laugh with him, clutching my stomach as I laugh harder and harder, the world around me spinning.

"Shit. Debería buscar a mi Natalia." I hiccup in Spanish as I calm down and look around, bumping into sweaty, hormonal teens.

I finally reach the stairs and gasp. The stairs are bright and colorful and kept moving left and right. I smile as I walk up the rainbow-colored steps, stumbling from side to side.

"Natalia?!" I call, pushing past a few boys who were way older than the people at the party.

"What's up, ma'?" one of them smirk, walking towards me.

"The sky," I giggle, looking up and pointing to the ceiling, "What's down, papi?" I point down.

"Uh-" he starts to say until I interrupt him.

"THE GROUND!" I burst out laughing, watching as the group of guys walk away from me, slowly shaking their heads.

"I don't know what you're shaking your head at. You're a 24-year-old man who wanted to hook up with an almost 16-year-old girl" I shout while opening the door closest to me and finding a naked couple on the bed.

"Gross" I mutter before taking a double take.

"Julia?" the boy calls my name.

"Ethan? Savannah?" I frown, as they both cover themselves up, Savannah lowering her head in shame.

"Dude, I'm super high right now, so tell me I'm imagining this" I beg Savannah.

"You lied to me, Julia. Ethan explained the whole story to me, you lied" Savannah snaps.

"I never lied! Y-You're such a whore, dude" I spit. And that's the last thing I said before passing out. The last thing I said after witnessing the boy who has been threatening me and raping me having sex with my friend.

Woah. Ethan had sex with Savannah.

The next day, I play with my fingers as I wait for Savannah's arrival, trying my hardest to keep the tears from streaming down my face. I didn't want Savannah to get hurt like I did, even though she acted pretty bitchy to me a while ago. I was so high last night, all I remember is seeing Ethan and Savannah in bed together, naked. I always knew that Ethan was going to win. I knew it. No matter what, I'm never enough.