I raise my hands high in the air as the music pumps into my ears louder. I stumble over to the table and grab another drink. I don't even know what I've just grabbed. I don't care really either. The drinks are endless. They just seem to keep appearing on the table, free for me to take.

So I only have one question: why not?

The music is loud. It thumps in my ears. With every move I make, I kick empty bottles and cups. Every time I open my eyes, more people appear in the room. The room is so hot and sticky that I can barely take it anymore.

Everyone in here is barely sober. But me? I'm totally and utterly fine. Not drunk at all.

"Ciaraaaaaaa," Brian stumbles his way over to me.

"Briaaaaaan!" I smile and wrap my arms around him.

"Are you likin' the pa-party?" He asks, leaning on me for support. But I am not much support at all. The two of us topple over on to the floor, bursting into a fit of laughter when our limp bodies hit the ground. "Listen. Listen." Brian nods as he tries to think of what to say. "Listen, I'm glad you loosened up. You are always so-so-so stiff!"

I nod. I totally agree. This party is way more fun with beer than it ever was without it.

"I have to text Darren!" I smile, pulling my phone out of my pocket.

"Who is Darren?" He asks.

"I don't know!" I say and throw my phone on the floor as I laugh hysterically. I don't need it anyways.

I look up and smile as I see someone standing over me. "Chris!" I smile and hold my hands up in the air for him to pull me onto my feet. He smiles as I wrap my arms around his neck. I pout and pull away from him. "I'm still mad at you."

He pulls me closer to him and shakes his head. "No you aren't. You forgave me hours ago. Remember?" He asks.

I lift my head and look at the ceiling as if to find my answer up there. "Oh yeah! Wait, what were we talking about?"

Chris smiles. "Exactly." He rests his forehead against mine. "This feels nice, doesn't it?"

I nod. "It feels familiar." He lifts my chin and presses his lips against mine, chills run up and down my spine as they connect. Our lips feel so right together. I've never felt so comfortable.

"This isn't right." I frown. I feel guilty doing this with him.

"Why?" He asks.

I stare at him with an eyebrow raised. What was I saying? Oh! "Because I have a boyfriend."

"Here, have another drink." I shake my head.

"I'm not thirsty." I protest.

"Yes you are. Here. Just one more drink baby." He grabs a drink from the table as he pulls me towards it. I agree and take the drink in my hands, barely waiting to steady myself before downing it. That was really good.

Chris and I continue to dance, allowing the music to guide our movements. We sway back and forth to the beat and never let go of each other.

The room begins to blur. I close my eyes and blink hard. My eyes hurt. I open them and look around the blurry room. Closing my eyes didn't help at all. I feel like I can't see straight. I feel dizzy. "I don't- I don't feel good." I tell Chris as I stop dancing. Something is wrong with me.

"Come on, I'll take you to lay down." Chris grabs on to me and begins pulling me towards an unknown location. I nod. I just need to sit down or something. I just need to rest.

He opens a door to a dark room. Without turning the lights on to see where he is going, he guides me around the room before helping me down onto something soft. I assume it is a bed.

"Stay here. Get some rest. It'll all be okay." Chris says as he kisses my forehead. The door opens and then closes again. The sound repeats another time in my head. It seems like every time the door closes, it opens up again.

The darkness definitely helps me feel less dizzy but I can still tell that something is wrong with me. "Something is wrong. I don't feel good." I say again. I feel weird. This isn't right.

"I'll help you. Don't worry." He says, climbing on top of the bed with me. "It'll be okay."

"No!" I protest as he plays with my skirt. "Stop." I try to push him away from me as he continues his advances. "Chri-" my words begin to get jumbled in my head. I can no longer form any coherent sentences in my brain. Nothing makes sense.

"It's okay baby. You want this, remember?" He asks, continuing what he is doing. I shake my head as tears force their way into my eyes. He pulls me forward, his fingernails digging into my hips.

He stands up after apparently finishing. He pulls his pants back up his ankles and nods. "You look so beautiful today." He says before leaving me alone in the dark room.

I try to lift my head but find that it is too heavy to move. My whole body feels paralyzed. I can't move. I can't focus. I don't know what is going on. I don't know what is happening to me.

*

I open my eyes to the sight of someone flicking the lights on. She looks down at me and frowns. "Honey are you okay?" She asks. I shake my head. I am definitely not okay. I don't know what I am but I know that I'm not okay.

"What happened?" I ask. The girl shrugs.

"Drink this, it'll help." She hands me a drink. I lift it to my lips and drink it as fast as I can. I hopes she is right about this helping. The mystery liquid burns my throat on the way down. I cough and spit some of it back up.

"What was that?" I ask, unable to identify it.

"Vodka." She replies. "It'll help with the hangover." I shake my head and stand as she leaves the room. She didn't help me at all. She only managed made things worse.

I need to get out of here.

I search for my phone on the bed. I can't find it. Where did I put it? I leave the room to search for it. It has to be around here somewhere.

I re-enter the party and search every table in the room for my missing phone. Failing to find it, I sit on the couch and lean my head back on the pillows. I just want to get out of here.

I sit forward and grab something hard under my butt. I lift it only to find out that it is my missing phone.

I open it up and dial Darren's number. He will know what to do. I hold it up to my ear and listen for the dial tone.

"Darren? It's me. I need your help."

AN: your thoughts? I want to know how you feel after reading this chapter. Also...this chapter is super long so I hope you like it.