Why I Dont Go To Parties

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Lilliths POV:

Its now Friday and there was a party happening in the town over. My friend and ex, Dino asked if I would go with him, reluctantly I agreed.

I sat on my bed waiting for Dino to come pick me up. My mom and her husband were actually home for once, which meant they might give me a hard time about going out.

The doorbell rang and I ran down the stairs to answer but my half sister Ruth was there.

'Goddamn it'

I pushed her out of the way to see Dino standing there awkwardly.

"Hey Lillith, is this your sister?" He asked politely.

"Thats the last thing id call her." I scoffed

I walked out the door and pulled Dino along with me. The drive to the party was long so we talked about random things to pass the time. Dino was a really nice guy, super sweet and caring, we had known eachother for 4 years now and we dated a few years back. we've gotten pretty close since Ive joined theatre again this year.

It was 11:48pm and the sky had darkened drastically since leaving my house, and we finally pulled up at a house roaring with music. Cars lined up and down the street, so we had to walk pretty far to actually get to the house.

"This is gonna be dope." Dino stated as we made our way up to the house.

The rank smell of alcohol, weed and vomit filled the air as we entered the crowded house. "Yeah right." I joked.

Once in the kitchen we saw people taking shots and a couple making out on the counter. Dino pretended to puke as we got drinks. I couldn't agree more, but it is a party, you're lucky if you dont see anybody having sex in the bathroom or an orgy in a bedroom.

Music blared throughout the house, so we decided to head to the backyard were things were a little calmer.

"The parties here are always way better." Dino told me

"Honestly I really dont think ive ever been to a party that was good." I told him laughing.

"Nah you've just never been to a good one, ive got a feeling this ones gonna be good!" He said

"Well its not bad yet." I said as we found a swing set to sit on.

About forty minutes later the alcohol was starting to get to me as I started to slur my words a bit. And I realized that Dino wouldn't be able to drive us home because he was intoxicated too.

"Fuck-Dino how are we gettin home?" I asked.

"Oh shit. Maybe we could call Syd? He can uber here then drive my car!"

Ugh, theres no way he'd pick us up. "No way, he'd never pick us up if he knew I was here." I told him as I finished off my drink.

"Ohh yeahhh. Damn." He slurred. "Ill go find some'un who can take us home, okayy?" Dino smiled as he walked back into the house.

After a few minutes of sitting there alone, my bladder decided I needed to go take a piss. I walked past people who were either wasted or baked. I had to pass the living room where people were dancing. I got shoved a good few times until I found the bathroom. Sobbing made its way to my ears, and I realized it was coming from inside the washroom, I debated wether or not I should enter but I really had to piss.

I cautiously opened the door and to my surprise it was Gauge crying on the floor.

"Holy shit, Gauge?" I shut the door and sat down next to him. He looked like a wreck, his eyes were red and puffy as he continued to sob. He had a bottle of vodka in his hand. I tried to grab it from him but he pushed my hand away and took a sip.

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