Train Tracks and Romances

Chapter 7

Warning; swearing

Michael told me at breakfast today there was a big party tonight and all the boys are going to be there. I'm not a huge fan of party's especially house party's with lots of people and no supervision. I know I sound lame but it just isn't my scene. The boys girlfriends and sisters are going too. I think I might phone Lottie and see if we can go shopping for a nice dress. I suppose if I'm going to go I better look nice.

I got off the phone to Lottie at around 12 leaving plenty of time to shop until the party at about 7. We were going early so no one was too drunk.

Me and Lottie met at our local shopping centre in the middle of town. We first went into Mac because I needed a new red and a new pink lipstick. After that we tried every shop that sold dresses. We finally found the perfect one... Mine was black with white polka dots, the style was a sort of skater skirt bottom and a tight fitted top. My bust looked not bad which was unusual because it looks terrible in everything! I bought it along with some better underwear to try and impress Michael. I know it sounds lame but he still sees me as sweet little innocent Rebekah and I want to show him that's not me, well it is but not all the time. I'll try my hardest to be braver tonight but it is hard. Lottie had a gorgeous red dress, very short and very low cut ... I'm sure Luke would appreciate it immensely.

I got back to mine at around 5 leaving me go get ready, my hair was clean from this morning so I didn't bother having another shower. When I got in a note and a glass of champagne was lying out ... I was a little confused but I went along with it, the note read;
'Rebekah,
I headed out to get a nice shirt for tonight and some other stuff from my parents house ... If I get to stay with you I really should have more clothes so I'm getting that. I've left champagne because I was feeling nice and the rest is in the fridge (I never knew when you were coming back and I never wanted it to be warm) enjoy!
Love,
Michael xx'

I giggled at the bit in the brackets and took a sip of the champagne. I'm not much of a drinker but it was just lovely. I unloaded my bags of cloths and make up onto my bed, carefully hanging my dress on the back of the door and setting my makeup down on my desk.

I heard Michael come in just as I had finished my eyeliner. I heard the door close but no moving about. I slowly stood up and walked steadily to my door. There was no noise and no shadow, nothing. I took a deep breath scared to what I might discover. There was no one in the hall so I walked slowly to the kitchen.
"BOO!!" Michael jumped out from around the corners, scaring the living day lights out of me.
"Michael! You gave me a heart attack!"
"Well, at least now you don't have hiccups" he said with a cheeky grin
"I never had ..." I realised it was a joke "shut up" I giggled.
"No but seriously though you look gorgeous" Michael told me
"Thank you" I said with a slight curtsy and a nod of my head "you look rather dashing yourself" I continued, he bowed at me then kissed me on the cheek
"Oh thanks for the champagne" I said as he walked towards the fridge
"I see you drank a lot"
"I'm not a big drinker"
"And that's why we're going early to the party"
"What do you mean?" I asked puzzled
"Just less people, less of a chance of getting your drink spiked"
"Michael, I had friends in high school who drank a lot and were always at party's" I told him "I went a long, got a bottle of orange juice always keeping my thumb over the top, I'm a big girl I know what I'm doing" I insured him
"I'm glad" he said with a smile pulling be Into a hug. The hug was warm, soft and I just felt save in his arms. I could tell from that moment I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this boy.

We have arrived at the party at around 5 to 7, there was so many people here and the door was lying wide open. There was so many different types of people, all with different colours of hair, ranging from pink, green, orange, red, blue, purple, all sorts. I was a little surprised by the type of people here, I know I'm quick to judge but they all have tattoos and piercings all over their face ... I admit I did quite like a few of the piercings but not all together. Michael has an eyebrow piercing and I just love that, I've been thinking for a wee while I might get one but I'm not brave enough, I might one day. Michael arrived back with an orange juice for me, I nodded to thank him and then followed him as he went to sit down on the couches. As time went on more people started to arrive along with the rest of the boys. Me and Lottie had been dancing for ages. Murron wasn't here as she was studying. Lottie told me she was going to get a drink I told her ok and as she walked away I suddenly felt lost, I could see Michael dancing so I kept my eyes on him, I noticed he was drunk and I began to worry a little more as I had never encountered a drunk Michael, I'm sure it will be fine, I thought to myself, he only looks a little tipsy. It had been about 5 minutes and Lottie still wasn't back, I gave up hope of thinking she would be back. I searched a little more for her and she was no where to be seen. I rolled my eyes trying to get my eyes on Michael again, I wished I never had though, as my eyes found Michaels fluffy hair I seen his lips connected to some tramp with bleach blond hair. I couldn't believe it? He was my boyfriend? why is he kissing this trap? All these questions flooded my brain, I felt another panic attack coming on. I didn't know what to do. I raced up stairs hoping to find a bathroom "Rebekah!" I heard michaels voice behind me, I began to run faster tripping on a stair near the top
"Shit!" I shout louder than intended
"Rebekah, let me explain" Michael said
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed in Michaels face getting away from his reach, I found the bathroom and slammed the door, locking it behind me. I immediately burst into tears. I couldn't stop sobbing. I didn't know what to do? I couldn't go out and face everyone but there was no way I was staying here. I stood up slowly getting a bit of tissue to wipe my eyes. I looked in the mirror seeing my eyeliner and mascara all down my face. I looked terrible. With my tissue in my hand I reached the door unlocking it. As I opened it Luke was there about to come in
"Rebekah, hi" he said shyly
"Hi" I said with a sniff
"Are you ok?" He asked
I shook my head and felt the tears building again "no, I'm really not"
He took me into a hug wiping a tear
"Go home" he suggested
"Ok" it was only a 15 minute walk I think I could manage. I seen Michael at the bar in the kitchen. He seemed distracted so I snuck out.

I got down to the end of the road and took my phone and earphones out of my bag. I put in my earphones and pressed shuffle. The first song to come on was of course American idiot
"Are you kidding me?" I said to no one in particular. I deleted the song with the tears yet again streaming down my face. I didn't bother playing more music so I put my iPod and earphones back into my bag.
I reached my front door with tear stained eyes, digging for my keys. My hands were shaking causing me to drop me keys. I knelt down to get them but I couldn't get back up. I rested my head on the door and started screaming. I didn't know what else to do. I had lost Michael. I had lost the one person who made me feel special and made me feel save and he just made me happy and now he's gone. I finally stood up after crying for what seemed like the hundredth time tonight. I opened my door, dropped my back, dropped my shoes (as I had taken them off while walking home) I grabbed my soft house coat wrapped it around myself went into Michaels room got an old shirt, sat down on his bed smelling his shirt. As his gorgeous scent filled my nose all the memories came flooding back. I felt more tears trickle down my cheeks as I lay down with the cozy duvet over me. I could smell Michael everywhere I turned. I finally fell asleep not wanting to wake up in the morning.