I stepped into the bathroom and gripping the counter tops to keep my self sturdy. I glanced at the new pack of razors I had just bought the other day. No savannah you can do this don't, don't do it I told my self. I let the tears drip down my face before turning back and entering my room.
***
Hours later and all I have done is cried it was already 6:00 and I knew Cameron would be here at 7:00 so I picked my self up and started to get dressed. ,y hair was still curled so I left it in the pony tail and wore a green short dress that was my mothers at one point.Cameron arrived at 7:00 just like he promised and gave me a tight hug as soon as I answered the door. I smiled at him and soon we were driving and pulled up to a large house just like last time.
I didn't even mind the cold and I was fighting the urge to cry the whole time. As soon as we entered Cameron slipped his hand around my waist and I was to exhausted to say no.
As soon as we got inside I was handed mor red cups and without hesitation chugged the cool dark liquid and let it burn the back of my throat. This process continued and continued until I could barely stand straight. Cameron fed the drinks to me one by one before I knew it we were in a different room a empty room.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips to mine. I tried to push him off me but I was to weak and he was too strong and finally he pushed himself away from me and frowned, "what wrong?" He asked quietly. "Ryan" I mumbled he shook his head and rushed out of the room slamming the door. Something told me he didn't have many girls turning him down. I stumbled down stairs leaning against walls everything was so dizzy and out of focus.
The music seemed even louder than before and the room kept feeling more crowded. I made my way to a kitchen and grabbed the nearest cup chugging down the contents I did this with basically everything I could fine until I couldn't remember the rest.
***Where on earth am I? I though to my self as my eyes fluttered open. I looked around where I was to find my self on the couch of the party house we were at last night. There was a few people around sleeping or running around trying to get out. I sat up and groaned in pain and I could feel the bile raising up in my throat. Before I could do anything else I lurched over the couch and let the contents of my stomach spill out.
By the time I was done I felt week and extremely cold, I mentally scolded myself for not bringing a jacket. I got up trying to ignore the extreme pain in my neck. Why do I keep agreeing to come to these party's? It was obviously to get my mind off Ryan last night but why couldn't I just stay strong? I shivered and made my way to the front door I was so out of it last night I didn't even brung my phone big mistake.
Once I was outside I realized I had no idea where we were and now that I think about it I don't know how long Cameron and I were even in the car. My teeth continued to chatter as I entered the house once again hoping I could call someone from somebody else's phone.
There weren't many people but I went to the nearest person i could fine. "Can I borro-" she cut me off and yelled something before pushing past me and was obviously as hung over as I was. I sighed and collapsed onto a chair that was conveniently near me. I spotted something shiny underneath the table next to me and came closer to it. No way! There was a black and silver phone right there. I picked it up and silently thanked whoever dropped there
Phone here for not having a pass code. I typed in Mel's number which was still on my arm from where she wrote it yesterday and waited as it rang."Hello?" She answered cheerfully. I groaned in pain at how loud she was and pressed the phone back to my ear explaining absolutely everything. "Oh my god I will come find you ok just sit tight!" She said. I looked at the map that was on the phone and found out where I was and told Mel before she left and son enough she was right outside the house smiling.
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