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I was unsure of the current state I was in.

Okay, I know what current state I was in: Drunk. But, I was unsure of the current mental state I was in that made me leave my house from Beverly Hills and walk all the way down to some shlump of a neighborhood where I found myself waltzing into a party of an unknown host. Nobody had realized or cared to realize that I just walked into an unknown party that I clearly wasn't invited to. And this party wasn't just a high school party, it was far more than some high school party. Or any high school party I've been to. The air in the house smelt of booze and sex. A smell I never really cared for, but tonight was different. Something in me clicked and I just wanted to find an excuse to be bad for once. To not be the goody two shoes that everyone always thinks I am. I found myself slowly making my way towards the kitchen and grabbing a beer bottle from the fridge. Something that was very unlikely of me. I opened it with force and began downing it like I was dehydrated and it was water. The drink slithered down my throat and into my empty stomach. I slammed the bottle of booze down on the table and felt my face scrunch up into disgust.

"Yuck!" I exclaimed, letting my disgust of the beer I just drank ring out.

"Yeah, that beer's not for everybody." I heard a manly voice say from behind me. I turned around to see a tall, skinny man with long blonde hair. He was holding a glass in his hands that had a dark brown beverage in it, similar to the looks of a Coke or Pepsi. I smiled at him.

"I've never really drank before." I informed him with a small shrug of my shoulders. The man's face turned from calm and collected to shocked in a matter of seconds.

"Really?" He questioned. I nodded my head with a small smile painted on my face. His lips curved into a large smile. "Well, then that beer ain't a real first drink. You need to have something stronger." I could feel my eyes widen. Since I never had really drank before and I was always the DD for my friends who decided to go to parties and get drunk off their asses, this was a first for me and needless to say, I was nervous. Scared, even. The man's booming laugh snapped me back into reality.

"You look nervous." He said, clearly studying my facial features.

"I kind of am." I let out a nervous chuckle as he put his hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry." He said, his lips pointing into a friendly smile. "I'll take care of you." With a friendly smile like that, how could I not trust him?

"Thank you.." I trailed off realizing I hadn't learned his name.

"Travis." He finished.

"Thank you, Travis. I'm Tori."

"Well, Tori, anytime." He said, leading me to an empty spot on the couch. Next to me, a couple were kissing violently. It reminded me of Beck and Jade when they weren't in school. Then, I began thinking of those lips. Those eyes. The way I wanted to stare deeply into them and fall even harder. The way I wanted to kiss those smooth lips. It drove me crazy. I wanted this one person more than anything, but they weren't mine to have.

"Hey Tori." Travis said suddenly. "You can have my drink." He said, handing the glass to me. I grabbed it hesitantly.

"What is it?" I questioned.

"Jack and Coke." I gulped a large amount of saliva down my throat as I looked at the dark brown mixture inside of the glass. I looked at Travis, then back at the glass and immediately began thinking of how I couldn't have who I wanted to have. Those lips I wanted to kiss, those eyes I wanted to stare at for hours, those hips I wanted to wrap my arms around, those hands I wanted to hold and I couldn't do any of that. I looked up from the glass and brought it up to my lips. The liquid poured down my throat easily. The Jack and Coke mix Travis had given me definitely tasted better than the bitter tasting beer I had drank not five minutes earlier. It was good, somewhat sweet even with just the right amount of whiskey that wasn't horribly noticeable, but was easy to swallow. I took another drink and soon, I was chugging the rest from the glass.

"Slow down, Tori." Travis warned. Of course I didn't pay attention to his warning, because I felt good. I felt damn good. For the first time I wasn't worried or basically heartbroken. I felt good, happy. I felt as if all the weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I felt carefree. In that moment, I was carefree. I stood up from the couch Travis and I were sitting on. My head began spinning and I immediately lost my footing. I began to fall to the side when a pair of arms caught me. I looked above me to see Travis holding me. I began laughing as he helped me stand up straight.

"Are you okay?" He questioned.

"Better than ever." I said, still laughing. Travis began smiling and grabbed the empty glass from the table.

"Glad to hear. I'll refill this for ya." He said, walking towards the kitchen. I watched him walk away when I heard Jealous by Nick Jonas came on.

"Yeaah!" I sang as I began dancing. Travis came back with a full glass of the mixed drink and I ripped it out of his hands. "I'm so glad I'm here." I said, taking a sip of the alcoholic beverage. This time, it was stronger and I could taste the whiskey. There was no subtlety, but I didn't pay any attention to it. I was too busy having the time of my life, dancing with Travis.

I moved my hips sexually as he grabbed them with his hands. We inched closer together until our bodies were pressed together. I could smell the alcohol coming off his breath and I'm sure he could smell it on me too. Travis dropped his head and began kissing my neck. His lips kissing my neck so smoothly sent shivers down my spine. His lips trailed down my neck. He ripped my shirt from off my shoulder and continued kissing my body. The room began to spin as he lifted his lips to my ears.

"Shall we take this somewhere else?" Travis asked, nibbling on my earlobe. A soft moan escaped my mouth.

"Mhm." I mumbled with a slight nod of my head. Travis grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs into a dark bedroom. I reached my arms out and began feeling for a bed. When I found the bed, I plopped down on my back and I heard Travis lock the door.

"Hurry.." I mumbled. I closed my eyes and soon, I began dozing off. I could still feel Travis's warm lips on my body, but I couldn't open my eyes. He began unbuttoning my pants and he ripped them off. "Travis.." I mumbled. "Stop." I didn't think he heard me because he lifted up my shirt, exposing my bare breasts. I could hear him unzipping his pants and soon he was on top of me. Before he even had a chance of sticking his little friend anywhere near me, the door to the bedroom busted open. The sound of the door hitting the wall made me jump and my eyes fluttered open. Soon, the blinding light of the bedroom was turned on and I was squinting, trying to adjust myself to the sudden brightness.

"What the hell?!" I heard Travis exclaim. I could no longer feel his body on me.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" I heard a familiar voice yell. "Get away from her, now!" The yelling caused my head to pound and my ears began to ring. I opened my eyes all the way to see Jade pushing Travis out of the room.

"Get off me, you bitch!" He yelled as he struggled. Jade was clearly winning. "She wanted it!"

"I'm sure she wanted your small dick to invade her, now get out." Jade said, pushing him out of the room completely and shutting the door in front of her. I propped myself up on the bed with my elbows and looked at her quizzically.

"I thought the door was locked?" I questioned. Jade began pulling my shirt down to hide my breasts.

"I had a bobbipin." She said nonchalantly.

"Jade, what are you doing here?" I asked, standing up as she picked my jeans from off the floor.

"Your mom has been texting all of our friends, telling us you went missing." Jade explained. "Everyone has been out searching the streets for you." I watched Jade as she watched me pull my pants on.

"You guys didn't have to do that."

"Bullshit."

I looked at Jade and her eyes were filled with rage. I couldn't understand if it was because she had probably been forced to help look for me or if it was because I was close to being raped. She took off her leather coat to reveal a long sleeve black shirt. She handed me her coat and I stared at it.

"It's cold outside. You need to wear this." She said, urging me to take it. I shook my head. "Vega, take the damn sweater."

"Why?!" I exclaimed. Tears began to fill in my eyes and I could no longer keep my cool. Jade had been taken aback at my sudden outburst.

"Because you're drunk and you need it." She said in a gentle voice. I grabbed her coat and pulled it on. "Now, let's you get home."