A night to remember.

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"Yeah?" I said taking a slow turn.

"Don't you want to hang out with us?" Chris asked me. Nigga you don't even know me.

"actually I'm looking for my friends,so no thank you I'll pass." I said with a fake smirk.

Turning around to leave, I hear someone saying some shit.

"You can't avoid me forever though, I know that's the reason you don't want to hang out with us, Mandy." Did he just say that?

I haven't heard that name in months. He gave me that nickname and I loved it.

But today it makes gag.

God I'll slap the shit out of this nigga.

"And what makes you think you so special?"I said cocking my head to the side, looking at Matt.

"Ohhhh!" He's dumb ass friends started laughing like hyenas. Boys are so dumb, they actually laughing at the fact that I retorted. A lame retort at that.

Agh boys!

"Now If you'll excuse me, I got better shit to do." I said. "enjoy your night" with a smirk.

Trash.

"Girl where have you been?" Nancy and Layla asked. They're so withered, it's only been 30 minutes but they look like shit.

The hangover in the morning will kill us.

"Let's go have fun girls" I roared.

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My head is throbbing, it feels like I'd been hit by a truck. I try to open my eyes but it's so fricken hard.

When they finally open i take in my surroundings, this doesn't look like my bedroom, what the hell?

My bladder is threatening to burst. Agh! I don't even know where the bathroom is.

"You are awake?" And guess what,I turn to see Tristan holding a glass of water and Anadin pills. That's odd. What happened last night?

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"There they go, Southside there they go
There they go, Bands there they go..." I sang to Nasty C's there they go. I danced on top of a table shriveled,oh my this feeling is sooo great.

I got off the table to go to the bathroom, but I accidentally got into someone's bedroom. Agh why is this house so convoluted?

But something caught my eye. A picture that looked sooo familiar but cannot link to where I recognize it from, this is strange..

While contemplating where I knew the picture from I hear the door shutting, I turn around to a sight of a soul I've never set my eyes on before

"Hello?" I say with question laced in my voice.

"Hey beautiful, I saw you on the dance floor, you look like someone I could have a great time with." He winks at me. Eew!

I ignore his silly remarks, heading to the door,then I feel a hand on my elbow.

"Oh darling, just have some fun with me" He said tightening his grip. I try to wiggle out of it, but he isn't letting go.

Next thing I'm smashed against the wall, breathing heavily I try to register everything that's happening. Everything is taking place so quickly.

"Let go of me, you a*shole!" I scream, shoving him. Next thing I feel a strike on my face.

Am I dreaming?

Yeah I think I am.

My face feels immobilized. Never have I been slapped across my face before, and this douche bag has the nerve to even lift a finger against me. 

Oh you going to pay for this.

He pulls me by my hair and tosses me on the bed. He starts stripping me naked, holding my hands above my head. I squeal, propelling my legs. He ripped my shirt open.

Oh God.

"Get the fuck off her!" He came to a halt, and then started running toward the door like a coward he is,until Tristan started throwing punches. I got up wiping my tears with the back of my hand running towards them.

"Tristan let him go, he's not worth it." I yelled.

"Don't think you got away with this cause I guarantee you, you going to pay for this! You sh*t!" Tristan howls, anger evident on his face.

The guy runs away and Tristan pulls me gently wiping my tears and holding me tight, comforting me.

"Let me take you to my place, I'll drive you home in the morning. Okay?" He says with concern laced in his voice. I nod.

When we got to his place, it's extravagant and all but I was too tired to admire the place

He led me to his room meaning he'll be sleeping in the guest room.

"Tristan,please sleep with me, I'm s-scared" I stuttered and tears threatening to spill.

He nods and then got under the covers with me, he scooted closer to me spooning me. Finally I felt safe and let darkness take over me....

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