Chapter 4 -Tight fists
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Trench comes with Abigail by his side and then Carlos with a few guys from school, until almost the whole school's familiar faces shows up including a few unknown one's
"Wow, when did this turn into a party." Bonnie appears, holding a half filled champagne glass. We look at the people bundled in the living room, some outside on the pool deck.
"I don't know." I comment and look at her red face and messy hair. She pats me on my back.
"Well, you guys have a great time." she skips upstairs and I laugh at how chilled she is as a parent. Faint music starts to play and the lights dim, making a party vibe. Carlos jumps on the couch, wearing his navy cargo pants and low hanging black T-shirt. "Put the music louder." he yells and the crowd cheers excitedly. He climbs off the couch with satisfaction, hearing the music being turned up. His eyes lands on me and he immediately marches towards me.
"Your first party? He smirks.
" No, I have been to many parties before." I defend, crossing my arms.
"Oh, really?" he laughs and looks down, making his curls flop forward. I laugh and stroke it backwards, my fingers almost getting entangled.
"Hey Carol." we both turn at Stephen's voice, Lisa behind him.
"It's Carlos, man." he says with a smile bit his eyes seems angry. I frown as they give each other a stiff handshake.
Stephen looks at me, his eyes in screws, as if his deeply thinking.
Lisa grabs my arm and drag me away from their face.
"It's a party?" she looks at her surroundings.
"I guess."
She smiles at me and the question falls out of my mouth.
"So what did you and Stephen do?"
She smiles, sneakily and puts a finger on her mouth. I purse my lips and turn around before she can see any kind of expression on my face.
"Who's up for some beer pong?" Carlos asks loudly, "Riley you're in my team." before I can say no, he takes hold of my wrist and I flinch.
"You okay?" Stephen asks, his eyes on my covered wrist.
"Yes of course." I say with a fake smile, as Carlos starts to pull me, his attention set ahead. I quickly look back, to see Stephen eyebrows and eyes screwed, still looking at me and Lisa looking at Stephen with a confused frown.
"You know how beer pong works, right." Carlos asks sarcastically and I just roll my eyes.
"Beer pong, beer pong." He screams, as if he's a small kid selling stuff on the streets.
Two guys come almost looking like they want to start a fight. I have never seen them before and the one keeps looking at me his angry expression turning into a small smile. His blonde hair and blue eyes represented him as handsome but something in his eyes we're just off.
"Okay, you guys ready to loose." Carlos comments, making his way to the other end of the table, with some girl placing red cups filled with beer on the table.
"Yeah right." the one guy, with gelled brown hair rolls up his sleeves and the blonde keeps his eyes on me.
"Ladies first." he says and I hesitantly take the ball, Carlos is holding out for me. I aim with heavy concentration at a cup and throw, making the ball hop and land perfectly in one of the cups.
"Yes!" Carlos shouts, throwing his hands in the air for me to high five. I high five him with a smile.
"That's my homie." Chase shouts from across the room, walking towards us.
I sniff feeling strange at the big scene they are making.
The game goes on and I have to down only one cup of warm beer. I cringe at the bad taste but force it down my throat.
We play another game with two other girls, making me down another beer. I stomach feels ticklish and I feel the need to use the bathroom.
"I'm quickly going to the bathroom." I call, through the loud noise at Carlos and push myself through the clattered people. I go upstairs, knowing that that the one downstairs will be occupied.
"Wait!" Lisa runs up after me, her hair tied in a messy bun.
We enter the bathroom together and it looks like she urgently wants to tell me something.
"I need to tell you something." her voice quiver and I frown seeing her unstable posture, knowing she's definitely more drunk than me.
"Yeah?" I say, frowning, feeling concerned.
She takes deep breaths, her eyes staying down until tears starts to roll down her cheek. She sits on the huge bath's edge, holding her head in her hands.
"I- I" she utters through heaved breaths.
I kneel before her, for her to jerk up and take a few steps to the toilet. She hover over the toilet and throws up. I bite my lips wondering that what she was about to say, is maybe why she's been acting so strange. She holds her stomach and whale, falling to the floor with her head still hovering over the toilet.
"Hey, hey hey." I whisper, rubbing my hand on her back. I gulp, not knowing what to do.
"I want a bed." she begs and I help her up and walk her towards Chase's spare room hoping that Spephen isn't living in here. Seeing the place seems too neat for someone to live in there, I gently open the white cover for her to climb in. Her face is all pale and sweaty. "Are you okay?"
She nods, "Just had too much to drink."
"You sure someone didn't spike you or anything? "
She gives a weak laugh, "No, believe me I know how that feels." I widen my eyes feeling miserable knowing that she went through something like that and she didn't even tell me.
She close her eyes and her breathing becomes deep and slowed and her face becomes peaceful. I leave the room and close the door behind me. I quickly go to Bonnie's room and knock on the door.
"Come in!" I open the doort reveal Bonnie laying comfortably on the bed, busy reading a book.
"Hey, darling." she shifts her attention on me.
"Hey." I say, looking at her beautiful room, painted purple, portraits of different animals on the walls.
"You enjoying yourself?"
"Yes, I just wanted to say that Lisa is in the spare room."
"Oh dear, why?"
"She's a little wasted."
Bonnie stands up, putting her hand to her forehead, "Ah, stood up a little too fast there." I chuckle.
"I'll check up on her, you go enjoy yourself." she pushes me out of the room, basically encouraging me to be a bad teenager. I shake my head and quickly go to back to the bathroom and pee. My thoughts run to Lisa and I feel worry at her strange breakdown. It's so unlike her. I make a mental note to question her tomorrow about everything before I go downstairs to the dancing crowds.
"Hey." it's the blue eyed guy standing against the wall looking at me with a wide grin.
"Hey." I say back at him.
My ears perk hearing a recent song I got favored to. Kwabs- Walk.
"I love this song." he expresses.
"Me too!"
We look at each other, smiles playing on our faces.
"Gosh, you have such beautiful eyes." he comments and I look down my cheeks turning red.
"Thanks, I like your hair." I frown at my stupid words, "It's like surfer dude style, which is cool." I silently sigh.
He laughs genuinely, "Well, I do surf." he says, lifting his shoulders.
"Nice."
"What's your name?"
"Riley." I say biting my lips, "Yours?"
"Josh," he looks at me with interest. "So you're good at beer pong." he tries to keep up the conversation.
"Oh yeah." I laugh.
"So I'm guessing you're playing it alot?"
"No, that was actually my first time." I confess.
"Wow, so you're a natural." I shake my head, my eyes landing on Trace and Carlos dancing, their bodies tight against each other.
"No big deal." I say.
"Wow, it's hot in here." he says, rolling he's sboulders and I too feel extreme warmness spreading through my body.
"Yes." I say, my attention on the people dancing.
"Want to join me outside?" he asks politely.
"Sure." I smile and follow him towards the pool deck. I breathe fresh air into my lungs.
"So tell me more about yourself." he stares at me.
"Well." I put my bottom lip over my lip above, "What so you want to know?"
"I don't know." he shrugs, "Anything."
I hum befode saying, "I play hockey and I love it."
He looks impressed, "Really?"
I nod, smiling.
"That's cool."
We fall silent until he suddenly puts his lips on mine with urgency.
I frown, caught off guard. I push him away with force. "Uhm."
"Sorry." he comes forward again, but I step backwards. My heart starts to thunder and that's when I know, why I saw something off in his eyes earlier.
He grabs me violently, and push me against his chest. He puts he's arms around my body, making it hard to escape out of his tighy grip.
"Look at me." he grumbles and I look down stepping hard in his feet but he doesn't flinch. Every movement I make, only makes him stronger.
"Calm down." he chuckles.
"Leave me." I eventually escape with all my strength, for him to only come back and hold me from the back, his breathing hard on my neck.
I quiver, making ready to scream, when he suddenly leaves me and makes a loud crash to the ground. I turn, feeling frightened. My eyes widen, seeing Stephen kneeling infront of Josh's laying body. Stephen's expression is angry, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.
He starts to hit Josh in his face, being dominant. I want to tell him to stop but my tongue is stuck in my throat. I make play with my hands, feeling like a statue, stuck on the ground.
I see Josh laying helplessly, blood running from his nose, Stephen not stopping. I close my eyes, to look at the scene.
I open my eyes when I hear screaming, Chase, Carlos and Trench trying to get Stephen of off Josh. I gasp when Josh's head falls to the side, lifeless.
"Hey Riley, what happened?" Someone asks but I'm unable to take my eyes of off Josh.
"Hey." I start to feel woozy and see blurring figures around me, until I fall and everything turns to nothingness.
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