Fem!France X Goth!Reader ||Pt.1|| what will you do?

<<<<-----((((((This will be RATED R!!! IF YOU CAN NOT TAKE CONTENT OF THIS NATURE, DO NOT READ!!! PLEASE!!! THIS CONTAINS MENTIONS OF DRUGS, ALCOHOL, AND ADULT SITUATIONS (PEER PRESSURE) IT'S NOT SUITED FOR VERY YOUNG AUDIENCES!!! IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 14, DO NOT READ!!!))))))----->>>>

((Someone requested this for a Halloween one shot (they wanted something to do with a costume party) so here it is. I really like stuff like this, because it raises questions about serious issues/situations.))

Ah yes, Halloween, the stupidest holiday of the year.
"Oh common (Name)!" Your friend Amelia, who was currently begging you to come to her halloween party, complained.

"Fuck no." You sneered, about to hang up.

"It's just one night! It'll be fun!!! You need to be more social, make some friends!" Amelia stated, whining.

"No. I don't need friends... You know I I can't stand other people." You hissed, "plllleeeaaasssseee!!!?" She begged, "no."

"Only for an hour? Common, do this for me!"You groaned, rolling your eyes. "Fine. I'll come, but I'm only staying for an hour."
You swear you could hear her grin as she squealed excitedly. You held the phone away from your ear at the high pitch noise.

"AWESOME DUDE!" She exasperated. "Ok! The party starts at 8!" "Fantastic..." You muttered sarcastically. You stared at the clock. 'It's 7:18...' You noted.

"See you then!" She said, saying farewell before hanging up. You turned off your phone and sighed. "Why me?..." You muttered aloud, rubbing your temples.
"I'd better get ready. This'll be fun!" You groaned going upstairs into you're room. You threw on a (f/c) t-shirt with (f/b) on it, a black spiked up belt and your leather jacket.
A pair of blue ripped jeans accommodated the outfit.

"Good enough." You stated, going over to the mirror and putting your tongue piercing in.
You did your eyeliner, which took you a good 10 minutes, as well as the rest of your makeup. Including your black lipstick.

You walked downstairs, grabbing the keys to your car and your phone.
You walked out. It was raining, of corse it was raining.
"Fucking hell..." You muttered, using your leather jacket to cover yourself as you headed out to your car.
You got into your car, and buckled your seat belt.

You let out a long sigh. "Let's do this..." You said unenthusiastically, driving off to Amelia's house.

Once you arrived you managed to find a parking spot, the whole street was crowded.
'Bastards, not thinking of the environment...' You thought angrily, parking your car and walking outside.
Without even walking up the steps you could already smell the stench of alcohol.
'Why the hell am I doing this? Ugh, I already have a headache...'

You knocked on the door cautiously, unsure about what was about to happen. The door opened to reveal your friend Amelia, who was clearly drunk. "Yay!" She giggled, "(Name)'s here!" She was dressed as a... Sexy magician, of corse she would dress up...

<<<(((A/n: I know that Amelia's not a slut, and would never to this stuff. She's a fucking adorable dork who would probably dress up in batman pjs for halloween, but for the purpose of the story line, she'll be in one of "those" phases.)))>>>

"Yeah..." You answered blandly.

"Awe, why aren't you wearing a costume?!" Amelia whined, she was getting awfully close to you, her face right in front of yours. So close that you could small the vodka from her disgusting breath, she was clinging to your shirt. You roughly shoved her away from you, causing her to stumble back.
"Awe~! (Name)!" She said.
You knew you were in a bad situation right now, but it would be hard to leave with Amelia oogling all over you.

"Common (Name)!" She slurred, "let's get fucked up!" She laughed, dragging you to the bar. The smell of alcohol and drugs was everywhere, and it was giving you a headache.

Julchen and Romana were making out on the couch, both of them high as hell.

You were honestly surprised to see Monika and Maddline. They were honors students!
Isabel was there too.

"Common (Name), the pot feels sooooo good." She giggled, grabbing a joint.

You bit your lip, not wanting to participate in such activities. You usually acted all tough around other people, but these situations honestly terrified you.
You pretty much hated everyone, but why did you feel the sudden urge to fall to peer pressure?

The smell was unbearable as Amelia grabbed a bottle of beer, opening it and handing it to you.
"Buttons up~!" She slurred, you took a small step back.

"I think I'll pass..." You said, gulping. You had seen what alcohol did to people, your dad and brother died in a car crash when a drunk driver slammed into them. Since then you refused to drink, and the stuff scared the crap out of you.

Amelia frowned, "awe... Common! Don't be a bitch and drink it, it's ammmaaazzzziinngg!" She said, forcing it closer to you. You took a step back.

'One wouldn't hurt... Right?...' You thought, mind racing, you felt as if there was a tug-a-war game going on in your brain. And you were the rope.

Monika was laughing loudly, smoking pot, Maddie was collapsed on the floor, crying. She looked like she was in a lot of pain, but of corse. Everyone else was too drunk to pay attention.
Maddie was throwing up all over the floor and would probably need serious medical attention...

Isabel looked like she was about to pass out at any second, kicked up on drugs and alcohol.
You needed to get out of the situation, but you couldn't leave Maddie or Isabel here. You were almost certain those two girls were peer pressured into doing this, the both of them hated the stuff as much as you did...

You then remembered. There was another option...

"Ohohon~ you're so beautiful for someone so cold!" Francine stated, walking beside you out to your bus, which you unfortunately shared with her. "Will you shut up?!" You said, flustered.
"How about we go out for dinner sometime?" She suggested, you glared at her.

"No way in hell!" You said. She frowned, "Very well, but if you ever want someone who cares, call me~!" She purred handing you her number.

That's right! Francine had given you her number! You could call her, maybe she could get some help!

Maddie cried out in pain, whispering pleadingly for it to stop.
If you didn't do something... A bad feeling filled your stomach. But at the same time... Would your friends thank you? Wouldn't they all get in really bad trouble?

The question is... What do you do?

Holy shit... That just got dark. It was originally just going to be a nice, cute story... Not any more...