Party

A young girl is invited to a friends house for a party. Although it is out of her character, she decides to go. Little did she know that night was going to outline her future.

    The party was on high alert and I could not believe the amount of alcohol I had consumed in the last hour and a half. The whole room started to swirl, and not only because I was spinning around as I danced to the Pop music that blared from the speakers that had been placed all around the house.

I wasn’t the typical party girl. In fact, I was probably the last person you’d expect to be at a party like this. It all started when Ellie invited me to her house for a get together. Little did I know, this is what was going to happen.

I came into the house wearing my simple jeans and baggy top with a beanie. I knew immediately I had made a fatal mistake in coming to her get together they had thrown at last minute. People were completely obliterated with what I assumed was some kind of beer dripping down their chins hitting the wooden floors below our feet. It was sticky when I tried to walk into the front room from the hallway. Probably where someone had spilled their drinks or threw up. I was really hoping it was just spilled drinks that had dried into the floorboards.

I took one quick glance into the front room of the house and was shocked at what I was confronted with. People were kissing, some half naked. I felt I had just walked into a set for an Adult’s Film, if you get what I mean. I gasped as I felt someone’s hands feel my sides. It was Ellie.

“Els- what is going on?” I asked her with a shocked impression on my face. I wasn’t judging her, nor her boyfriend for the party but there were some things I would not like to see on a Thursday evening and this scene was one of them.

“It’s a party… You know, fun? You should try it sometime.” She was drunk. Not just drunk, completely intoxicated with whatever she had been drinking.

“I am fun...” I replied as I squinted my eyes towards her. As I done so, I turned my nose up at the smell of her. Not just alcohol but raw sweat was reeking off her body, probably due to whatever she and her boyfriend had been up to before I arrived.

Ellie didn’t reply. She rushed over to a group of boys who were lying on the floor in the front room. One in which was her boyfriend who had completely ignored me and walked past me like I was invisible. When she reached the half-naked, obliterated boys that she had been desperate to get back to, she fell to the ground as one of the boys pulled her legs to indicate to lie down with them. Her boyfriend pulled her face towards him as he kissed her, but staring into my eyes as he done so. And the other boys " one had her rested on his stomach and his hands finding their way all over her body and the other kissed her neck and bit into it.

I was so disgusted with what I had just seen and having eye-contact with one of those boys made me feel too uncomfortable to fully enter the room. I turned away and towards the kitchen. I needed something to stop me thinking of what my best friend was up to with a group of disgusting boys. I entered the nearly empty kitchen where only two girls were sitting on the floor with a half finished bottle of Vodka. They took turns of sipping the Vodka straight from the bottle. One girl was crying and had her make up almost dripping off her soaked face. The other comforting her saying, “He isn’t worth your tears.” Who he is, is a difficult question to answer and frankly I didn’t want to know what he had done to make her in a state like that.

I rushed out of the kitchen after taking one can of diet Coke from the fridge. I hated the idea of a party but I couldn’t just leave, Els would be so mad at me and besides, she’d need someone to come cry to when she ends up in a crying mess like the girl in the kitchen. One hour wouldn’t hurt, right?

I sat alone in her bedroom, looking through a stalk of photographs she had left sitting on her desk. There were pictures of her and I, her and her boyfriend and other people we knew from college. I couldn’t help but be nosey and look through the entire pile but what I found was not only hurtful but made me feel physically sick to my stomach.

“What?” I whined as I looked at the photo, then another and another. It was Dan, my boyfriend…

At first they looked innocent, until I saw a picture of him shirtless and her the same. Was she fooling around with Dan behind my back?

I couldn’t believe it at first but pictures don’t lie. People do...

I couldn’t help but let one tear fall from my eye. I felt hurt, betrayed " I felt broken by my best friend. It wasn’t even Dan that was hurting. If I was honest, he was great but I only started to date him because everyone said I should.

For some reason, all I wanted was one drink. I marched down stairs and into the front room where Ellie was still on top of the random boy and sucking on her boyfriends face like a leech that she truly was. I moved swiftly to the kitchen to see the two girls who were previously crying about some boy, making out on the floor with the bottle of vodka behind them.

I took it.

There was still over a quarter of the bottle left but I had never had Vodka before. As I took a sip, I smelled it. The scent echoed through my nose and into my body making me shiver with disgust. Though, I still sipped slowly at the bottle, drinking every last drop left of it.

I had never been drunk before. Honestly, I just thought being drunk was just an excuse for someone to embarrass themselves in front of everyone and not need to live down the consequences the next day. Almost immediately I felt a numbness over my body. I couldn’t feel the pain that Ellie and Dan caused me. I didn’t care about Ellie doing her business next door. I just wanted to dance and have fun. Was this what being drunk felt like? Because, I really liked it.

I danced my way into the living room once again where I didn’t even look at Ellie once. I climbed on top of her coffee table and screamed, “Let’s get wasted!”

Cheers filled the room and the two boys that were all over Ellie had dropped her and followed me up onto the coffee table. We danced there for only a minute before one of them got carried away and started to kiss my neck. I didn’t really care about what he was doing at first, but when the other boy put his hands on my hips and started to dance too close to me, I started to realize what was happening.

“Get off me!” I shouted as I pushed them both away and stepped off the table.

“Whatever you s**t,” he shouted back as Ellie stood, then pulled me out of the room and into the hallway.

“What is your problem?” She asked, genuinely unsure why I was acting the way I was. I didn’t reply. “Hello? I’m talking to you!”

“You!” I screamed in her face.

“Excuse me? What have I done that’s so bad this time?”

I showed her one of many pictures I had found in her room of her and Dan all over each other. I had written in red lip stick the word “B***H” and walked away from her.

“Stay out of my room!” She screamed after me as I walked up stairs and into the bathroom, slamming it behind me.

I was in there for several minutes before the door creaked open. It was Ellie’s boyfriend, Jamie. I attempted to talk to him and ask what he wanted but my stomach wasn’t having any of it. The Vodka, my dinner and some more pieces I didn’t even know I had consumed came flowing out of my mouth and nose like a fountain.

For once, Jamie was nice. He rushed to the toilet where my head was slowly disappearing into and held my hair back as I threw chunks out of my mouth. It was nice of him. Some would even say this was romantic… If you took out the chunks of sausage and beans that were pouring from my mouth.

“Here-” he said as he passed me a bottle of water. “Sips. Don’t drink too fast.” I felt instantly better after throwing up and having water, I just wish I didn’t resort to drinking in the first place.

I couldn’t hold my emotions back and allowed a sob to escape my mouth and one or two tears fall from my watering eyes. He crouched onto the floor beside me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, allowing my head to rest onto his firm but soft shoulder. Why was Jamie being so nice to me? He’s never cared about me before now?

His shoulder was tender and soothing, I stared into his eyes and smiled as I felt a slight kiss on my lips. I enjoyed it, I will admit and maybe I had turned into everyone else and would blame kissing him on my drunken state. I didn’t say nor do anything after that moment. In fact, that was the last thing I remember happening before my eyes closed. When they opened again, I was lying in a bed with Jamie on top of me.

I didn’t know what was happening and everything was sore. I looked at Jamie and began to panic but his hand quickly covered my mouth as his other hand pushed onto my wrists that were forcefully kept above my head. I struggled as much as I could but he was too strong for my fragile body.

Once he had finished, he threw my underwear and jeans onto my motionless body and laughed as he exited the room. Leaving me alone in Ellie’s bed in the aftermath of what had just taken place.

I could feel pain through my body as I moved my legs to stand up. I put my underwear on and then my jeans and slowly waddled to the bathroom.

I was bleeding.

It has been three years today since the party. Ellie and I stopped talking for almost a year. She thought it was because of Dan but it wasn’t. She stayed with Jamie, unbeknownst to her what he had done to me at the party. The final straw for me was when she announced their engagement.

My heart sank into my stomach and I felt nothing but hate and disgust for him. I called her that day for the first time in an entire year, telling her exactly what her fiancée was but obviously she didn’t believe me. Not until the next morning.

“He was arrested in August 2015. He got fifteen years in prison for what he done. He pleaded not-guilty for a year, stating that he never touched Lucy and I wanted to do it. When he finally got sentenced I threw my ring at him and told him I hated him. I didn’t believe Lucy at first when she told me and maybe if I didn’t tell Jamie about what she said, he wouldn’t have done it to me. I don’t regret anything because now I know what I was engaged to but somewhere inside of me wishes he could still be here and be the Jamie I use to know. The one who decided to have a set date night every week to make his girlfriend feel special. The one who said I love you ten times a day, at least. The one who got on one knee and asked for my hand in marriage. I want him back. Not the monster that destroyed my life, and my best friends life. The worst thing though " in fourteen years, he will only be 35 years old and he will come back. I’m scared what might happen to us next...”

“Thank you for sharing Ellie. We are here for you " who would like to share next?”

Author's Note

Hope you all enjoyed. Please let me know any notes you have on the piece! Thanks

Reviews

[jaybeth]

This is quite poignant, the best part for me is that justice, prevailed. A great thing for we girls, this is great.

[Heather-April]

Thank you so much. I'm really glad you enjoyed it!