The party was loud, but also fun. Damon looked so hot that night. Taylor was with Daryl, and Anjelique was home alone…Again.
"Do you want anything to drink?" Damon asked.
"Sure." I said. As he left I sat down on the couch. Then I saw him. He was across the room, but whatever it was, caught my eye. He was tall with green eyes, had reddish-brown hair, fair skin, and had a muscular build. He was very handsome. He looked to be about twenty two or twenty three. He saw me and smiled a genuine smile, that's when Damon came back.
"Hey. I hope you like cherry vodka." He said. I tried to look around him, but the man was gone. "What are you looking at?"
"Oh nothing, I just thought I saw someone I knew…Yeah, vodka's fine." I said taking the cup and taking a big swig. The alcohol went to my head right away. A few minutes later, Damon and I was smashed. The alcohol gave me a headache, and the music and the lights made my head ache worse.
"Let's go somewhere more quiet." It came out more like 'let's gah shomewhere mo queet.' Yeah, that's how smashed I was.
"Yeah sure." He said, less drunk than I. We stumbled as we went up the stairs and found a room that was dark and we found the bed. He was on top of me, kissing me. I tried to make him stop, but I really couldn't manage a legible sentence. I just gave in and started kissing him back, it couldn't go any further…right? He started to take off my clothes and his.
"Do you have a condom?" I mumbled.
"Uh, yeah, sure baby." He said as he kissed my neck to my mouth. "Now just relax." He whispered in my ear. I don't really remember much, but the pain of him breaking my virginity.
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I woke up the next morning with a headache. I was naked and alone. I got up and tried to find my clothes strewn across the whole bedroom. I had never gotten this drunk before. Actually I had never gotten buzzed by alcohol. My heartbeat felt as if it were in my head. I opened up the window and snuck outside.
I came home to the palace and felt scummy. I was definitely in need of a shower, big time.
"Ashelin, where were you?" My father asked me.
"I was with Taylor. Can I go now? I have a headache. I think I'm sick." I said, my voice muffled by my hand, ready to catch my vomit.
"Before you go, I want you to meet the newest KG leader. His name is Torn." My vision was blurry, but I managed to make out who he was. It was the man from the party last night. He smiled at me and blurted out…
"Hey, didn't I see you at the party last night getting smashed...Oops, sorry." He actually looked like he meant it, but sorry wasn't going to help me against my father.
"WHAT?! You were at a party?" He gasped in a tyrannical rage.
"Dad, it's not like it was a kegger. And I was not getting smashed. I was drinking soda." I attempted a lie, a very bad lie.
"Do you think I was born just yesterday?! You are grounded for two weeks!" He yelled.
"Two weeks?!" I stomped all the way to my room. Thank god I had a bathroom in my bedroom because I kept vomiting the whole night.
