The Party

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Chapter 6 *2 Weeks Later* Saint It had been a hard 2 weeks, watching her from afar. But the thing is, she walked away. I was honest about who I am and what I do. I didn't expect her to stick her nose up at me like she was better than me or something. I didn't think she was like that. It's a Friday, so as I was waiting for the final bell to ring I was scrolling through reams of messages from girls and a couple of a few guy friends I had made while I was there. Nate: ‘Yo, you are coming tonight. It's gonna be wild. Loads of girls are gonna be there. Oh and I have a gear brother’. ? ? Saint: ‘Yeah defo man, need to let off some steam.’ Nate: ‘Good, I even invited that Dahlia girl, you know. Thinking she might give us a little taste of what's in Those pictures. Lol’ Saint: ‘Yeah man, sounds good to me lol, and hopefully. From those pictures she looks like she'd be a good f**k’ I didn't know what else to say. God I didn't want them thinking I was soft or something, but when he mentioned her I couldn't help but squeeze my phone in anger. I hadn't even noticed that people were packing up and leaving. I rushed home and went to get a shower and get changed. I was wearing low-rise distressed, slightly baggy jeans with a distressed white t-shirt, my big worker boots and a leather jacket. I didn't do much with my hair, just kind of scraped my hands through it and let it do its own thing. I wasn't worried about Dahlia being there, it was definitely not her scene. I walked out of my house ready for some c*****e and drove to my friend Louis’s house. It was already 8 o'clock now and the music was going and there on already gatherings of people outside drinking and smoking w**d. I wasn't expecting what I saw when I walked in.There she was standing right in front of me with my friend Louis’s arm around her shoulder, laughing. What the f**k was happening; why was she here; she shouldn't be here Saint: “What's going on here, why are YOU here?” I directed my site line to her and she looked pissed off Louis: “I invited her, we have been talking for the past couple of weeks now and realized we have so many classes together and never seen each other” he laughed and she giggled. I know my friend. I knew there was some kind of angle and it frustrated me to see her dressed in this skin-tight black dress that barely covered her thighs. I hugged her body; she looked stunning. Saint: “I need to talk to you. Don't worry, I'll bring her right back to you” I said sarcastically. I dragged her by the wrist through the crowd and out to the back garden. Dahlia: “What the f**k Saint, get off me” she scowled at me like I was the one who wasn't supposed to be here Saint: “What the F**K are you doing here, this isn't your scene D.” She looked at me and laughed clearly she had been already drinking Dahlia: “why don't you just go enjoy the party, I already am” she winked at me and slowly walked away Dahlia: “Your friend Louis, is so accommodating. I really must show him how grateful I am” she giggled to herself, the veins in my forehead started to bulge and my hands had curled into fists; my knuckles turning white. Saint: “F**k this'' I needed to blow off steam and some random girl I've only known a month isnt gonna stop me. I stormed my way back towards the group, not even looking at her. I walked straight up to a group of girls surrounded by bottles of top-shelf booze and in the middle of them was any d**g you could possibly find on the market in this s****y little town. I grabbed a bottle of whiskey, yanked a girl and roughly started to make out with her Saint: “Give me a key…..Now” I demanded; I needed to forget and it was gonna be a mission I saw was the girl I needed to forget was trying to f**k one of my best friends right in front of me. At some point in the night, Dahlia was standing there watching me, taking line after line and then resuming making out with whatever her name was. I stole a glance one or twice and she was looking p****d off until a smirk glided over her beautiful lips. Turning, she tapped Louis on the shoulder and smashed her lips onto his. It was heated, I'll tell you that. She had her hands in his hair tugging on it and his hands had slid their way down to her ass. I couldn't bare watching. I turned to my lady friend lounging on my lap, Saint: “Give me another bump now!” What was she thinking? F**k this and f**k her. I shoved the girl off my lap and dragged her with me. I shoveled past them, making sure I bumped into Dahlia. Saint: “ Sorry guys, I'm gonna be continuing this party elsewhere”. I winked, then looked straight into Dahlia's eyes. Saint: “Little lady here promised me a good time.” I scowled at Dahlia and I instantly saw the pain in her eyes. I did f**k that girl. Of course I did. I needed something to release the anger out of me and it did. By the time I got back down, my hair was a mess, my jeans were undone and my shirt was open. Dahlia: “You have fun.'' I smirked at her and then said something which I still regret to this day, said Saint: “Oh yeah, nothing like an experienced girl. I will admit she's got nothing in your pictures though, Dahlia.” Shock and pain slowly crept over her face and before I could say anything else a singular tear dropped down her cheek and she walked away. She went upstairs and I instantly went to follow her, Louis: “Yo, bro, you nearly f****d it for me then. You got yours now, can you let me get mine, because like you said, I need to get a bit of what I saw in those pictures' ' everyone started laughing and I couldn't control myself, with anger seeping out of me. I swung and hit Louis right in the jaw. I kept swinging and swinging until I heard a scream. I turned around and saw Dahlia in tears, shaking and scared, before I could do or say anything. She ran out of the house and down the street. It didn't take much to catch up with her and I stopped in front of her. I went to touch her and she flinched! She f*****g flinched Saint: “Don't do that, I wouldn't hurt you. Please just let me walk you ". I went to touch her cheek and wipe her tears away. She stepped back Dahlia: “ STAY AWAY FROM ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! YOU'RE NOT THE PERSON I THOUGHT YOU WAS. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE SAINT!” She screamed, tears rolling down her face. I did this to her and with that she walked away whimpering.
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