The Creature

Chapter Eight: The Party

If I was being honest, I really enjoyed our conversation. Me and Jamie really seemed to connect a little bit for the first time. It was actually relieving to have a conversation with him in depth about that book. The characters were completely cheesy and the plot didn't make a lot of sense. Something we both could agree upon. And I actually felt really nice to be able to just enjoy a conversation with him. And I think he needed it to. Hello, we both needed it more than I think we could ever realise.

Just like, I needed this party tonight. My friend to texted me to tell me the address and it wasn't all that fair away from home. So I simply figured that I would bike there.

I made sure to put on a green top that looked really good on me along with a bright lime skirt. It was one of the few girly clothes I had and I thought I looked great in it. I wasn't wearing it with the intention of picking anyone up at the party or anything but hey, if it happens then it happens. Maybe I could meet myself a cute guy or something. Very much anybody that can make me forget about Dennis. Yeah, it was probably wrong of me to try to use somebody to get over him but at this point I couldn't win no matter what I did. If I stayed with him, my parents would have hated me. If I moved on and found somebody else, I'd probably end up hating myself because I was using them. And if I did nothing, the no one would be happy. Adelaide at least try to take a chance on this even if it wasn't gonna work out in the long run.

I made my way to the party Kama and could see that the house was rather large. Music was blasting behind every window, making the glass shake. It sounded like some synth pop music or something, which I never really cared for.

I knocked on the front door and was greeted by a guy who looked rather familiar to me but I couldn't place it. He had a big black beard and a buzzcut. I knew I have seen him somewhere before but just couldn't place it.

He escorted me to the living room where red solo cups where layered over everything and everyone. It seemed as though a freaking hurricane had come through and demolished the entire place. Everyone looked drunk or stoned and luckily, Noone I recognized, seemed to be there.

I ended up taking a seat at the island bar that was attached to the kitchen. I tried my best to stay away from people, but dominantly because I didn't want to get it wrapped up and they're drinking or smoking for that matter.

Eventually, the guy who opened the door for me walked up to me and introduce himself. " Hey do you remember me? I'm Roger. Dennis's ex's roommate "

Ahh so that is where I knew him from. I don't really remember him being around to much. From my understanding, he and Dennis use to be friends but stopped getting along after a while. Never really understood why but it was cool to see him here.

" Oh yeah? Me and Dennis broke up actually" I pointed out to him, which he seemed surprised to hear.

" Oh damn? For real? Well I guess that works out.." he smiles.

" Why does that work out? " I giggled, assuming I knew what he was implying. He was cute, very cute actually. There was something about him that just made me feel excited. We are talking full blown lip biting excited.

" Well I have this friend who has been interested in you for a while" he answers which made me giggle. " Oh yeah? What's your friends name? " I questioned, I was surprised he liked me. He never really indicated that he was interested but the thought of this really did make me happy.

" His name is Chris. He is the other room " he pointed out as a man came up from behind him and smacked him on his ass. The man who did the smacking was around the same height as Roger and was toned and dark skinned. He was somehow more handsome than Roger himself. " Hey babe, I got the chips from the garage but we are running out of dip" he explained.

Ah, so they were gay...well s**t. This was not what I was expecting. And at this point, I didn't even want to meet this Chris guy that Roger had mentioned. I just kind of wanted to go home and hide myself away from the embrassment despite the fact that I had just gotten there not to long ago.

" I think I'm just gonna go.." I informed Roger who seemed to be the host of the party and looked disappointed at my exit. " No please stay. You haven't even met Chris yet. I'm sure you two would get along really well. He doesn't do...well..he..okay he doesn't do as many drugs as Dennis did " Roger explained which made me stop walking and turn back to him. " Dennis did drugs? " If he had done drugs, he had never told me and I had never actually seen him do them. It almost came off hard to believe considering despite his faults, he had never done anything of the sort that would be indicative that he would have been doing drugs.

" Yeah. He did alot of them. At least the last time I saw him, he was doing them. Thats why I got away from him. He was letting them take over his life"

I could tell by the tone in Roger's voice that he wasn't lying. It just came off as such a shock to me. To know that this entire time Dennis was doing this behind my back. He knew that I was against drugs.

" Yeah I'm gonna go " I answered and just walked out of the house without another word. I needed time to think. I needed time to myself. I needed time to be alone.

I peddling my bike to a nearby park and placed the bike down and sat on a bench beside one of the walkways as families were walking by with their children, heading home for the evening.

Why had I been so stupid? Why would I believe that Dennis wouldn't have done drugs to begin with? He had done so many things that I originally believed he would never do. I guess mom and dad were right about him on some level. He seemed only really be concerned with himself. But I still didn't think that he was abusive. Yah, he had felt me up But he just got excited. Alot of guys do that. He wouldn't have followed through with it. He would have realized he was hurting me and he would've stopped. At least, that is what I liked to believe. That he would never go too far. That he would never push me to the point of hurting me. Or maybe I was a fool for believing that. Maybe I was wrong and maybe he would hurt me. Maybe I was a fool for thinking alot of the things I had thought. Like Jamie wanting to actually change. He could leave at any point if he just allowed himself to not be afraid. But he didn't. And he wouldn't. And there was nothing I could do about it. I wasn't going to ever be enough to make him change. Neither of them would change for me. And that is just how things are.