Bethany Ford - A Young Justice Novel (Robin/Dick Grayson Romance) [Completed]

Chapter 20: Party Pooper

Hey guys! Okay, so I still feel guilty about leaving you guys for a week without any new chapters, so I wrote all day and instead of splitting it into two chapters (which is what I would usually do), I just kept it the same. So you guys have a really long one to last you the week! Stay traught for me, kay?

The picture on the side is the pool in the back of Kelli's house.

Yeah, this chapter gets kinda intense. I warned you, so don't sue me.

Bethany POV

        I acted nonchalant and fine, but inside, I felt like crying. I felt so violated. No one had ever touched me like that. My family never even kissed or hugged me. It took me a while to stop pulling away when Dick would take my hand in the hallways.

        Once I entered the house, the pungent smell of alcohol, sweat, and smoke filled my lungs. I tried not to gag as a moved through the party. There were so many people. The whole foyer and all the rooms on the first floor were packed with people. You had to squirm your way through everyone just to walk around the house. Out in the back, the lights were on and there was this huge pool filled with people. It was a night party outside in the pool. I looked everywhere, but bouncing and swaying people obscured my vision of anything. Every time I got to a new room, there would be couples making out in every corner. I continued to climb around people.

        I had everything planned out. First I would say hi to Kelli so that she would know that I was here. Then I would grab a snack and find a quiet and deserted room and sit there for about fourty five minutes. And then I would check in with Kelli every 15 minutes to make sure she knew I was still there. And then I would leave after 45 minutes of this party. Done. Problem solved.
       I know, I know. It was the complete Loner's Guide to Parties loser way, but I wasn't really looking to be cool or anything. I just wanted to keep Dick away from Kelli and her cult.

        I could feel Dick weaving his way behind me. Ugh, the dude never just gives it up. I moved faster. I grabbed a coke can from the mini fridge on the way. I stopped and looked over at Dick, who shook his head at me.

        "Dick, it's unopened. I think it's safe from drugs," I rolled my eyes with sarcasm. I actually had to shout over the booming music and talking crowds. He just frowned at me and I rolled my eyes in response. I popped it open and took a long swig of it before looking back at Dick with a smirk. He actually looked sad. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned away to keep looking for Kelli. If he didn't want to be here, he didn't have to. I told him not to come and he insisted. He can't tell me what to do. God, he was like Batman. Always thought that I would just listen to him whenever he told me to do something and it wasn't his choice.

        "Bethany!" I heard a high pitched voice call out to me. I turned around and saw Kelli. She was in these tattered, ripped, white jean shorts and a black, cropped tank top. It basically just looked like a sports bra and revealed her surprisingly muscular stomach. Her hair was down and it was sparkling, like she had sprayed some sparkles in it. She was even wearing these high, black patent leather high heels. Her eye shadow was dark and I could see all the makeup packed onto her face. She was walking slowly over to me. Her legs wobbled a little bit, making her look dipsy. It was like people parted to let her go past. Even when she wasn't able to walk properly because she was most likely drunk, she still looked absolutely stunning and people still idolized her. She didn't have to climb and squeeze around people to get about 2 feet. She stopped in front of me and looked me up and down, disapprovingly. Dick was no where to be found. I could feel his eyes on me, but I couldn't find him anywhere. God, stupid ninja.

        "What are you wearing? Better question. Why are you wearing that to a party?" She asked incredulously, "You should be showing off your sexy legs and your stomach, like me!" She giggled. I noticed that she had a plastic red cup filled with a brown liquid that sloshed around whenever she moved. I didn't smell any alcohol on her breath, but she definitely sounded and looked drunk. Huh. Strange.