Riley
We Can't Stop- Miley Cyrus
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Two Years Earlier: Chad Aker's Party
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I stepped out of the car feeling amazing. Sadie looked at me from across the car, and we walked inside of the house.
The bass made the building vibrate. People danced against each other, and others made out. I couldn't help but stare for a minute as I passed a couple in the hall making out and dancing at the same time.
"This is cool." Sadie said, smirking. I nodded, trying to make myself believe it.
She got a drink out of the kitchen, but I didn't want to get drunk.
"I'll get one later," I had lied.
After a while, some guy I'd never seen before came up and asked her to dance, leaving me awkwardly by myself. And then, it was my turn.
Roy Mariano. The hottest, most wanted guy in school came up to me. To me. And asked me to dance.
And I said no.
It wasn't better judgment. It wasn't even my sense of morality peeking through. It was embarrassment at the thought of me dancing like the people in front of me; grinding on a guy when I'd never had any experience.
He'd laughed and touched my arm. "Then do you wanna go talk?"
I'd nodded and let him guide me from the living room to the kitchen. We sat on stools at the counter and just talked for the longest time before he'd gotten us two sodas from the fridge. I looked at him warily.
"It's clean. Look, it's sealed. Nobody could've spiked it."
God, I was an idiot.
I drank it, and hardly gave it another thought. A little while later, I had another. Then, I had a cup of… whatever the stuff on the counter was. Roy convinced me to dance. And after I'd unknowingly had three cups of vodka, I was fine with it.
He'd seemed so nice. We were standing near the middle of the room with couples all around us grinding and making out, and he was just going slow. He had, step by step, taught me how to grind. He'd turned me around, and pulled me into him. He'd held his hands on my hips and moved my body for me. Sadie had walked by and winked at me suggestively, but I was so drunk I only laughed.
This was my first time drinking, and I was a lightweight. I got drunk fast.
After a while, I was looking like everyone else. My hands were up in the air, and Roy's had found their way to the front of my thighs, inching closer to my inner thighs by the second. I didn't even think about it.
I don't know why we went out of the living room. He gave me another drink and it was gone in seconds. He told me that we should go into the basement… So we did.
There were a bunch of people making out… And more. I was wide eyed at couples beginning to take off clothes. A bunch of doors were closed. Around the edges of the room. In one corner, there was a group of people sitting in a corner, including Luke and Sadie. Roy led me over to them and we sat on a chair together.
"Truth or dare." Sadie explained, laughing. "You'll crack balls."
I nodded, forcing a laugh.
A couple people went before Sadie was asked how many people she'd… Done it with. She said two.
"Okay, Truth or Dare?" Sadie asked Luke. He grinned drunkenly. 'Weird,' I thought. I'd never seen Luke drunk before.
"Dare." He said. She smiled.
"I dare you to kiss Riley."
His eyes widened and my jaw dropped.
"And it has to be until the next person's done with their question thingy." She continued. "And none of that pathetic barely lips on lips stuff. You two have a lot of sexual tension, I can feel it." She giggled.
I said something intelligent like, "Umm…" As he walked over. Roy's hands tensed on my hip as Luke squatted down next to me. He, without further warning, met my eyes and touched my throat.
It wasn't my first kiss, but it was my first real kiss. Before, with my first boyfriend, he's only kissed me for a couple seconds. No touching, no tongue, nothing.
I'm sure now that it was the alcohol. But when it was happening, everything felt sober and natural.
He had moved one hand down and was rubbing my arm. I had my hands grabbing his shirt. Everything felt so good.
Then, people started to laugh. Roy coughed. Luke backed away, grinning.
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(SONG CHANGE: Atlas- Coldplay)
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I started to laugh, the effects of four cups of alcohol washing over me in full effect. The game went on for about twenty minutes before I had to use the restroom.
I went upstairs looking for a bathroom, and didn't find one. So I went further upstairs. I opened doors to a couple rooms and looked inside. On my fifth try, I found one.
After going to the bathroom, I stumbled out and looked around. It was obviously the guest bedroom. There weren't any pictures. The furniture looked dusty and unused, and the bathroom had nothing in it.
"Riley?"
I heard Roy call my name, so I stuck my head out into the hallway.
"Good, you found one."
"Found what?"
He came into the room, took a look around, and shut the door, locking it behind him.
"What're you doing?"
He crashed his lips against my, so hard it almost hurt. I tried to pull away, but he had an iron grip on my waist and neck.
"Roy," I mumbled against his lips. "Roy, stop."
"You'll like it." Was all he said.
He fell on top of me on the bed. I started to panic.
"No, stop. Stop, Roy."
He ignored me. It got all the more real when one of his hands went down to undo his belt buckle. I started to scream. He clamped a hand over my mouth and put all of his weight on me.
"Please, oh my god, stop!" I tried to shout through his hand but he wasn't paying attention. He had kicked off his pants and was in his boxers. I started to cry uncontrollably. His hand was still over my mouth, the other touching the buttons on my shorts.
"Roy, please!"
He pulled my shorts down, and looked at me. His eyes scared me. This wasn't the nice guy who asked me to dance, this was a drunk guy. This was someone who wanted something I wasn't going to give him, so he decided to take it anyway.
I kicked him.
He groaned, his eyes practically crossing.
"I pulled my shorts up, and unlocked the door, buttoning them as I went. Roy started to chase after me as I ran down the stairs, but I couldn't stay. I found Sadie on the first floor, drinking.
"Take me home," I'd cried. She smiled and laughed.
"What the hell, Riley. I thought you were having fun."
"Roy- he- he just tried-"
"What's going on?"
A soft hand touched my shoulder. I flinched. Luke was standing behind me.
I threw my arms around his neck and cried. He pushed me away softly, wrapping one arm around my waist.
"We're going home." He said.
His friend Daniel drove us. I spent the night at Luke's house, because I didn't want Jess to see me. He let me stay in his bed while he slept on the floor.
That was the first time I'd ever thought about trying to get over our fighting, but it passed. It was just a night.
But it was a night nobody let me forget.
A/N
I'm so sorry for such a late update! I was gone all day! Anyway, hope you enjoy! REVIEW 3
-Icy
