Y/N's POV

Emily and I walked into the party house and looked around. Jack had already wandered off into the madhouse, leaving the two of us to discover what was going on by ourselves.

"You used to go to a lot of these?" Emily yelled in surprise.

"Yup!" I yelled back.

Emily knew my past, and knew all I used to do was go to these horrific parties. I only did it, because I was a rebellious teen who hated her parents. Now, I could barely bare to even think of coming to these. But, here I am, reliving those horrible memories.

Soon enough, Emily and I get engulfed into the sea of people that flooded the house. I don't dare let go of Emily's hand, because I know once I do, we'll get separated until morning. I dragged her over to where there seemed to be more space for the two of us to stand to where we didn't get trampled by people every which way.

"I don't like this." Emily yelled.

I could see the panic in her eyes, her hand was shaking, and her breath seemed violently heavy.

"Me neither." I yelled back. "Want to go?" I yelled again, panic now settling into my chest.

Emily nodded quickly in response.

I dragged her over back to the front door, but right as I was about to grab the door handle, another hand grabbed my arm.

"Going so soon?" Jack yelled over the music.

"Ye-yeah. We have reservations for dinner soon." I yelled back.

"Oh c'mon! Ditch them!" He said, his words slurring together clearly indicating he was heavily intoxicated.

"I really think we should get going." I replied.

"No, no, no! You haven't even had a drink yet! Let's go smoke a joint!" He yelled.

"Look, we don't care to join you in drinking or taking a drag, we'd just like to go." I yelled, my defensive side kicking in.

"Oh! Pretty girl's getting feisty!" He cooed, his eyes looking at me as if he were eye raping me. "Hey, boys! Check out this bitch!" He said, his eyes still staring at my body.

"What the fuck, man!" I replied.

He was standing in front of the door, now along with 3 other boys. I would say men, but they're far from that mature label that society gives and portrays.

"Oh c'mon, baby girl." He smirked.

His hand then slipped around me and grabbed my butt. I let go of Emily and slapped his arm away.

"Don't touch me, you rat!" I spit back.

"Calm down, geez!" One of the boys that stood next to him said. "Look, we're just messing around. We don't mean any harm."

"Please. Let's go." Emily whispered into my ear.

"They won't let me go. You go and grab the boys and come back for me, please." I whispered back.

"Okay." She whispered and then made her way out of the party house.

"Let's go have a drink. Shall we?" Another boy said.

"Sure. I mean, I don't really have a choice do I?" I replied.

"No, not really." Jack said, leaving the boys to drunkenly laugh amongst themselves.

"Fantastic." I said under my breath.

I followed the boys to what was supposed to be a bar. They all ordered their drinks, but as I was about to order mine, Jack stopped me and told me he had already ordered a drink for me. I knew better and insisted against it, but the more I argued with him about this, the more angry and threatening he became.

He wasn't the flirty drunk I thought he was, but more of a violent drunk. I was scared for my life and hoped Emily would show up before I let my big mouth run for too long, because I didn't know what Jack was capable of. My heartbeat quickened to an unhealthy pace every time Jack made a quick movement.

"So, Y/N? Was it?" Jack asked.

"That's me. You're Joe, right?" I quibbled back.

"Close. It's Jack." He somewhat chuckled in response. "Ever been to a party like this?" He asked.

"Yup. Quite a lot actually." I said, sounding a lot more confident than I meant to.

"Oh. Alright Miss. Party girl, show us some moves." He smirked.

"Moves as in dancing?" I stupidly asked back to gain some time.

"Yeah, but not regular dancing, if you know what I mean." He winked and licked his lips, while his fellow boys laughed.

"You're sick." I spit at them.

"Drinks!" The bartender yelled.

All the boys grabbed their drinks and Jack turned around with two drinks. As I suspected, one of them was mine.

"So, what's the drink?" I asked.

"I don't know. Can't remember." Jack replied, his words sounding even more slurred without even taking a sip of his new drink.

"Classy." I replied.

"What'd you say?" He said, his voice sounding angry.

"N-nothing!" I stepped back, bumping into one of his boys as I did so.

"Sure." He replied rolling his eyes. "You're scared of me aren't you?" He chuckled.

"No, I am not!" I said, standing up taller, but barely measuring up to him considering he was pretty tall.

"Okay, then take a sip of your drink. If you aren't scared of me, you'll trust me when I say I didn't harm your drunk, I was just trying to be friendly." He said, making a compelling argument.

"Okay, fine!" I said, taking a big sip from my drink.

"How's it?" He questioned. His face now growing into a devilish smirk.

"Fruity. I like it." I smiled, but suddenly felt dizzy.

"Woah. You good there?" Jack asked, a devilish smirk clear as day on his face.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said, taking another sip, letting my competitive cockiness get in the way of my responsible ways.

Before I knew it, everything was black. I remember falling back, but never standing back up. The music, the lights, the people, everything disappeared.

Everything went dark.

A/N

FIRST OFF!!! THIS STORY HAS 3K READS! WTF THATS AMAZING!! THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH!! THIS HONESTLY MEANS SO MUCH!!! AH!! :)!!!!

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