Midnight Scars

Chapter 2: 'Biggest Mistake, The Party.'

*Incoming messages*

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👭BFF Chrissy♥: "Hey babe,😢 I can't make it to the party tonight. Have to pick up my grandpa at the air port and I won't be back until late night, so momma don't want to me go at the party"

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👭BFF Chrissy♥: "I'm so angry, and sad at the moment. I really wanted to go,I mean finally you agreed to go and now I can't make it😢😠😡"

*Pling*

👭BFF Chrissy♥: "please don't be mad, James will be there. I think you should go, it's an opportunity for you to talk to him, you can collect his number and who knows what else...😉😆"

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👭BFF Chrissy♥: "Are you there!!!!????"

*phone rings*

*one missed call from 👭BFF Chrissy♥"

*Katelyn turns shower off*

You: "Damn baby girl, I was in the shower😥... wait what😑, I was about to get dressed Chrissy😰!! Thank God you texted before I looked like a clown😒"

👭BFF Chrissy♥: "Did you read the other messages Kate!!?? I said JAMES will be thereee!!.. and you should go without me!!..."

You: I didn't Wana go in the first place😥, what makes you think I'd Wana go now😧?!?!!?? And without you😮...? Where is Chrissy😒😩

👭BFF Chrissy♥: "hello..? Need my glasses?.. JAMES! That's why.. and besides, it's a night out to show those maniacs that you're not a psycho and you can be a normal teen and attend parties.. Talk to you later. My dad's calling. Love you baby.. And you should go.. Go on, get dressed.!!"

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She was right. I needed a night out. Besides, when my dad heard I wanted to attend a party, he choked on his drink with excitement. My step mom was also puzzled and hyped. As for my step sister scarlett, she was shocked and just chuckled to brush it off. Of course she would be going. But I rather go by myself than get in a car with her. So I did just that, drove myself over to the birth night party my class mate Henna held each year, which I would be going to for the first time.

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Loud music bombed my ear drum. As i scanned the hall where the party occured with my slightly grey eyes, I saw pretty girls in tiny dresses making out with random dudes, another group of drunk guys carelessly gobbling from red cups and some other girls dancing wildly with guys grabbing at them. I felt displaced and was about to leave when I saw Scarlette looking over to my direction and chatting with her little demonic friends, which followed by mocking laughter. Of course they were talking about me. I glanced over near the stair case where I saw James making out with a blonde girl in a knee height pink dress.  At that point I felt the urge to adjust into the dangerously careless atmosphere, To just be free! A mixture of emotions encircled my already aching head. A part of me wanted to leave, and another part just felt frustrated. So i did the first thing a teenager in such situation would turn to at a party, "alcohol". Of course I'd regret this later, but let's see where this takes me.

I had more drinks than I could remember drinking. Being under the influence of alcohol can really make you do dumb stuff. And by dumb stuff, I meant slipping out of the tight fitted dress that reveal every curve of my pale body, in front of everyone!! All the guys, including JAMES, my crush since 3rd grade, which I probably don't have feelings for anymore at this point.

Everyone at that time was pretty drunk so it didn't cause a scene based on my nerdy reputation. I felt my body moving without control to the music which I hated at first but now thought was soul refreshing.

I felt hands all over my body and that's when I realized I should leave before I lost something precious to me.  Although I was drunk, I still had some sort of thinking ability. That much to realize I can't drive under such condition. So I did what came to mind. Head home on foot, in the middle of the night, on a lonely road, wearing just a bra and underwear with my dress on my shoulder and a bottle of vodka in my right hand.

Wobbling and singing I heard foot steps getting closer behind me. My eyes dazzling, feet struggling to uphold my weight, and hands too weak to fight off the figure of a tall male who lifted my body and threw it harshly on the side of the road.

I felt my underwear ripped off my ass and something driven inside of me, which hurt really bad. It got more intense, faster and increased pain. His body hit against mine like a picture frame bangging against a wall during a wind storm. Wet tongue on my neck followed by what felt like a bee sting. Lips against mine, all over my breasts, down to my belly button and inside of me. All of it hurt really bad. I felt tears falling from my eyes and my lips trying to sound the words "Please Stop" I felt drained and without warning, passed out...

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