HIS BULLIED SKINNY

HBS 5

“Remember, take tonight’s party like the last party you would ever attend, take over the night, forget you were ever bullied and rule.”

Karen’s words reiterate once more in my head and I open my shut eyes.

“I might as well be like the other girls just for tonight.” I murmur and tuck my phone into the only pocket of my booty short.

I adjust my now curly hair and put the left part at the back of my left ear, thereby exposing my dropping pearl earring before forcing an usual smile to my lips.

“I see you have been standing there for long, if you do not want to go in then go back home. With the long minutes you have stood here, I can tell that this is your first party and you are contemplating on whether you are going to regret this after or your life’s going to change.” A boy says and I raise my voice.

Isn’t he a bit rude? He looks fifteen. Gosh, he might even be fourteen.

“How can you tell that?” I ask and he folds his arms on his chest.

“The way you stand shows how uncomfortable you are in this high heeled sandal, you kept shutting your eyes and opening it after deep breaths, you moved your hands to your hair like a shy person and you turned back once. Ladies who come for my sister’s party for the first time usually does that. I am Chase by the way, who invited you?” He asks and a small smile finds its way to my lips.

Oh my goodness. He’s so adorable and he seems to have been watching me for a long time.

“I didn’t know it was that obvious. My friend did invite me and she went in minutes ago.” I reply.

“So, do you want to go in and party or you just want to stand here all night?” He asks.

“This was a wrong idea to begin with. I shouldn’t have listened to Karen.” I murmur and turn away.

“I guess you are a coward after all.” He whispers and I turn back to look at him.

“You seem younger than me, why do you keep talking down to me?” I ask.

“Are you a senior in my school? I have never seen you.” He says.

Whatever! This boy won’t get to me.

“I am going in then.” I say and he shrugs.

“Just don’t fall flat on your face as soon as you see the crowd.” He shouts behind me as I walk in with a groan.

That annoying brat!

As soon as I step in, I can hardly get a glimpse of any one’s face as the lights keeps changing from red to green and then from green to blue. The music is so loud as everyone seems crazy. Each and every one dressed almost naked and everyone seems to fit in except me. The whole music stops and everyone stops moving, making me feel awkward.

“I really hope I haven’t cut a wire with this stupid toothpick Karen made me wear.” I murmur and sigh in relief when the DJ smiles.

“Everyone! Are you ready?!” The DJ asks.

“Yeah.” Everyone shouts in unison and I move my hands to my ears.

Red cups and sweaty bodies everywhere.

The music starts again and everyone raises their red cup.

“A cup?” A guy whispers in my ear as he wraps his hand around my waist and I sniff in his cologne.

I can’t believe myself.

“Yeah.” I murmur and I am surprised that he hears.

His right hand tightens around my waist as my back is against his chest. He moves the red cup to my left hand and I collect it from him.

“You seem lost.” He whispers harshly in my ear and my grip on the red cup tightens.

“I don’t think so.” I find myself whispering back as I raise the cup to my lips.

“Sway to the rhythm.” He whispers and I disentangle his hand from my waist.

I turn to look at his face, but he is nowhere in sight as I find series of guys talking, laughing and dancing with some girls.

The content in the red cup slips down my throat and I feel a burning sensation that makes me want to take in more. Moving the cup to my lips again, I swallow its remaining content at once and shut my eyes close as I shake my head causing my hair to stick to my face.

“Cassandra!” I hear Karen shout and I turn towards the direction I heard her voice.

Straining my eyes so that I can see her, I see her wave her hands like a manic as she walks towards me with some girls.

“I am not drunk yet, I just had a cup.” I murmur as they walk closer.

“Isn’t this the limited yellow dress?” One of the girls asks as she moves to touch my top.

“There was only three of it. That CHS b***h got the first, Belle got the second and you got the third.” Another says and I fake a smile.

“You must be really rich, who is your dad?” The third girl asks and I look at Karen’s eyes.

“Is your dad a politician? We can be friends, my dad owns a large publishing company.” The first girl adds and I feel my nails digging into my palm.

“Girls, Belle said her brother will show himself soon.” Karen says and they clasp their fingers at once with a very board smile on each of their faces.

“I better re-apply my make up.” One of the girls says and the remaining two girls trail behind her.

“I am sorry.” Karen says as soon as they leave.

“It’s not your fault or theirs.” I reply with a small smile as I release my clenched fingers.

“Enjoy the party, Cas. Remember, this is your first night out and you should really enjoy it. I need to get drunk, I can’t let this night go to a waste.” She whispers in my ear so I can hear and smile at a very handsome guy I can barely see because of the light.

“Just use protection.” I whisper back to her and she smiles.

“Trust me.” She replies and wink at me before walking over to the guy who seems to be pleased with the way she is swaying her hips.

Looking around, I find every single person busy with either dancing or chit chatting and I sigh in relief when I see the kitchen. Walking towards the kitchen, I walk in to find the kitchen’s highland and cabinet top filled with cups containing some liquors.

“I would just sit here, I don’t want to end up doing something wrong in my drunk state. I don’t really know my drinking capacity.” I murmur as I sit.

Pushing away some of the liquors so I can rest my head, I take out my phone to look at the only picture I had with my parents. I feel my eyes sting as I trail my thumb on my mom’s face and then my dad’s.

“You two should have at least survived because of me.” I say and my exposed thighs get wet from own tears.

I shouldn’t cry…

Wiping my face clean, I raise my head to find a handsome guy with jet black hair walking in. I open my mouth to speak to him, but my tongue rolls in my mouth and I bite my bottom lip as Gretchen walks in after him. They begin to kiss fiercely, definitely oblivious of my presence. Moving my hand over the highland, I pick up a cup and tuck my phone back into my pocket before scurrying out of the kitchen.

I swallow the content in the cup as I watch everyone dance fiercely to a song I have never heard and sadly, I found myself swaying my small hips to the music as I feel my head go fuzzy.

Walking towards the dance floor, I start dancing and everyone joins in. Each and every one follows my dance step as I raise my hand in the air. A smile of satisfaction evades my lips and I shake my head, causing my hair to stick to my face as I shake my head and dance.

“You are a good dancer. You will do well in my elder brother’s strip club.” A guy says as he grinds against me from behind and slip in a card into my empty pocket.

I give him a sheepish smile and take his hands off my body as I feel the urge to pee so bad.

Finding my way towards a stairs, I walk by some guys seated on the stairs with cups in their hands as they watch some girls. Shaking my head, I move my hands to my forehead and ascend the stairs.

The hallway gets confusing as the loud music from downstairs seems unheard. Walking in further, I open the first door only to find a girl making out with some guy.

Mumbling a ‘sorry’, I shut the fast and walk towards another door.

I find it empty and walk in. Releasing a sigh of relief when the first door I open is a bathroom. I Walk in further and move to sit on the toilet bowl.

“Peace.” I murmur as I walk out after cleaning up.

I move for the exit and decide against it. This bedroom seems neat and peaceful the loud music can hardly be heard. Sitting on the tiled floor, I rest back against the bed and take out my phone.

“I think I have really isolated myself…” I murmur as I stroll through my contact list.

I snap a few pictures of myself before my gaze shifts to the untouched vodka bottle next to me.