Sorry for a very late update. I was going to upload this last night, but I got sidetracked and couldn't.

Warnings: There are mentions of alcohol, smoking use and what you would usually expect in a high school party.

Chapter 25

A party? I never knew I would actually go to a party, and I'm sure everyone there are the popular kids from school. It's not that I have a problem with them, I just feel nervous around them. I really don't know. Though, I guess it'll be fun. Johan will be with me.

Lately, he's been trying so hard to cheer me up. He really shouldn't wear himself out. I can take care of myself.

Actually, I take that back. I can't take care of myself. I've been drinking to cope. I've been eating less. I really wish none of this happened.

I froze and stood in the middle of my hallway. I hate feeling this way. Yusei is really gone from my life, and everything will never be the same. Two more months. Just two more months. Knowing this helps me get through the day. Sounds strange, but it really does.

I stepped inside my room and scanned around my room. Messy as ever. I bent down and picked up a tight pair of jeans. If it's a party, you have to dress appropriately. Does that even make any sense? I don't make sense anymore.

After slipping them on, I slipped on my usual shoes and paced around the room. What's at this party? Is there going to be alcohol? I'm sure there will be.

"Why am I so nervous?!" I screamed. My voice carried out throughout the house. My arms fell right by my sides. I have this sick feeling. Something doesn't feel right. "I must be tired." I tell myself. I placed my hand right on my face and chuckled.

My chuckles grew to a fit of loud laughter. I sound like a maniac. I never noticed the wetness on my hand nor on my cheeks. When I did, I stopped and stared in surprise at my wet hand. I turned my head and met my reflection right on my mirror. My eyes were bloodshot and teary. A frown grew on my face. This only caused me to cry some more.

I don't know how long I cried, but when I recovered, I was lying on the floor. The sun had set and the stars gleamed through my window. The carpet floor felt wet from my tears. Using my arms, I pushed myself up from the floor. I need to put on a shirt. I reached over my bed and slipped on a black shirt.

Johan said he would pick me up. Ah, did he already come? I hope he hasn't. My legs felt wobbly and weak. Walking made it impossible. I grabbed onto the door knob and gave myself a boost. The hallway was dark and quiet. My hand trailed the wall, searching for the light switch. My fingers brushed against the switch. With a quick flick, the whole hallway burst with a bright light.

I squinted my eyes and waited for my vision to adjust. I never noticed how lonely my house is. It's extremely quiet and our walls are bare. No portraits of our family.

A knock came from the front door. That must be Johan. Taking quick steps, I reached for the door knob and opened the door. Joan stood outside with tight jeans and a simple white dress shirt. He grinned at me and motioned me to get outside. The night air was chilly. I shivered as I tried to lock the front door.

"You're looking good." Johan mentioned. He smirked at me and placed his arm around my shoulders.

"You too." I replied.

My eyes turned to Johan's expression. He looks really excited. "Johan, are you sure it's okay if I come?" I asked him.

"Yeah! I called my friend, he said it was fine. Plus, he likes it when a lot of people from school come to his parties."

"So, he's popular?"

"Yeah, but he's a really nice guy." Johan stared at me with a goofy smile. "Oh Jaden, don't worry it'll be okay. I'm sure you'll have fun."

A smile crept on my face. I squinted my eyes and laughed. Johan can make me happy. "I'm sure I will." I finally responded. However, my stomach still had the same sick feeling.

Johan's hand trailed down to my own. He pulled me beside him. "Let's hurry up, okay?" He called at me. I chuckled and stared at his excitement.

Each star up in the sky, gleamed down at us, as we ran through the dark streets. The moon was our only light source and each moment that passed, I slowly got happy, but was still worried.

Something just doesn't feel right.

"Whoa." I awed in amazement. The house was huge; bigger than mine. My eyes trailed around the front yard. A lot of people from school are here, even the ones I recognize. As Johan and I walked up to the front door, some of our classmates waved at us, especially me. I tried to muster a grin, but ended up giving an awkward smile.

In everyone's' hand they held a red cup, from the smell, I could tell it was alcohol. Inside, it was way worse than outside. I bumped into a couple heavily making out. I cringed and quickly went back to Johan's side. "J-Johan." I whispered. He turned his head towards me. "This place is...crazy." That's all I could say.

"Yeah I know, but you'll get used to it." He reassured me. His eyes scanned around the room. He grinned once he saw his friend. "Hey!" He yelled out waving his hand to him.

"Johan, you made it!" He called back as he trotted towards us. With his tall stature, I felt small. His dark azure eyes stared at us. He beamed and continued to talk. "Ah, you must be Jaden." I nodded my head and glanced away. "Don't be shy! I'm sure you'll have a great time here!" His dark green hair slowly moved over his eye.

"I-I'll try to." I muttered. I received a grin from the both of them.

"Johan, you have to check this out!" A petite girl called to him. Her light blonde hair was styled in two pigtails.

"I'll be there!" Johan replied. He turned to me and yelled through the now loud music, "If you need me, I'll be around." And with that he left.

I watched as he met up with the girl. They smiled at each other and both went outside. "What's outside?" I asked, the green-haired male. He had remained by my side.

"A hot tub, and a game of beer pong." He took a sip from his red cup. He noticed my staring and chuckled. I jumped and felt my cheeks grow warm. "Do you want a drink?" He offered a cup to me.

I stared at it and could smell the strong alcohol. "S-Sure." I uttered. My hands shook, I was afraid I was going to drop it. Since I've been drinking lately, the taste of the strong alcohol was normal to me.

"Johan told me why he brought you along." He spoke up. He let out a sigh and ran his hand through his hair. "It's not my business to know what exactly happened...but was it bad?" He asked. His voice was filled with concerned. I really don't like people, who barely know, to worry over me.

"Well, yeah." I muttered. "I'm still learning to move on."

"That's good!"

The music completely drowned out our conversation. We didn't speak, but only stood side by side. Finally after a long minute, Johan's friend stood up straight and started towards the front door. "W-Wait!" I called to him. He turned back and waited. "W-what's your name?" I asked. My gaze drifted down to my cup.

"Fujiwara."

I glanced up and saw his smile. I smiled back. He turned back around and left. I was alone in the wide living room. Other party animals moved around, trying to get to one place to another. Where should I go now? Should I go find Johan? He could be having fun right now. I don't want to be a bother.

I jugged down my drink and let out a deep breath. My vision suddenly got a bit blurry. Maybe I shouldn't drink anymore. I don't want to wake up on the floor or outside. I made my way around the living room and entered the kitchen. A few kids from school were all sitting by the dining table, drinking and eat snacks. They waved at me and smiled. I grinned and quickly threw my cup away.

I should see what's outside. A hot tub outside? Fujiwara must be rich. Funny how I've rarely seen him at school. Well, since I've been dealing with all this shit, I barely recognize my own classmates. I stopped and peered outside in the backyard. Johan's not here.

I took a step outside and was greeted with a strong scent of smoke. To my side, stood three guys holding cigarettes in their hands. One of them noticed me and held an unlit cigarette. "Do you want one?" He asked. His eyes were all droopy. Must be from the alcohol.

"Uh...I don't really smoke." I responded with a meek voice.

"It wouldn't hurt to try one."

I stared at him and the cigarette. It wouldn't hurt to try one, right? It's just one. I reached out and gently slipped it out of his fingers. He smirked and pulled out his lighter. I placed the cigarette between my lips and leaned in. With a quick flick, the tip of the cigarette lit up. From watching so many other people smoke, I instinctively know what to do. After taking a big whiff, I let out the smoke.

The other two guys began to laugh and cheer me on. A smile grew on my face. I shouldn't be feeling this way from a cigarette, but I feel all the weight from my problems being lifted from my shoulders. It feels nice.

"Thanks, man." I grinned and waved them a goodbye as I headed towards the hot tub. I played around with the smoke from my cigarette, making rings and letting them out from my nose. I feel like a big rebel right now.

When I reached the hot tub, everyone around it was happily laughing and chatting with each other. Some were clearly already drunk, others were slowly losing their balance. In the hot tub, about six people could fit in. Two guys and two girls were currently in it. A red-headed girl, hungrily kissed her boyfriend...or just a friend. I'm not sure. A petite light brown-haired girl, flirted with the guy next to her.

The blonde haired male played around with her hair. Seeing couples makes my stomach sick. As I took a closer look, I finally recognized the blonde male.

"Jaden, what are you doing here?" Juro asked. He gaped at me in surprise.

"J-Juro." I stuttered. It was a surprise to see him here, though he's popular, so there's no reason he wouldn't be invited. "J-Johan brought me along." I replied. I moved around the group of half drunk people and stood behind Juro. I leaned in and stuck my cigarette in between my lips. Smoke escaped from my slightly open mouth.

"Why are you smoking?" He asked as he turned his head to face me. His wet hair clung to his cheeks and forehead.

"They offered me one." I answered in a bored voice. I let out a cloud of smoke and continued to stare at him.

Juro's eyes remained on my face, never moving away. He glared at me and finally replied, "Just don't get addicted to them." He held his hand out at me. I stared at his wet hand, unaware of what to do. His thin and long index finger pointed to my lit cigarette. Oh, he wants some. I gladly gave him my cigarette, and watched as he took a puff and slowly let it out.

I extended my hand to reach for it. "Nope. You're not getting it back." I groaned and pouted my lips at him. Juro held his hand a few inches away from his mouth, muffling his laugh, "That's not going to work on me, Jaden." He stated.

"Fine!" I yelled, but cracked a smile. I really shouldn't be smoking. My gaze fell down to the clear water. My fingers brushed along the side, gently falling into the warm water.

"Jaden, keep your eyes open." I shot back and stared at Juro with a stunned and confused expression. He dipped the cigarette in the water, burning the flame away. He leaned into my ear and whispered, "I don't want you to get hurt. People here can be crazy when drunk." I gasped and waited for him to finish. "Just be careful, okay?"

"Okay." I uttered. I leaned back and began to walk away. Peering over my shoulder, I see Juro flicking the cigarette to ground, and leaning in to talk with the girl sitting beside him again. I really don't understand what he means. I do know that people can get crazy when drunk, but do the people here get worse than what I actually know?

That reminds me, where is Johan? I scanned around the backyard, searching for my teal-haired best friend. I haven't noticed a lot more people have arrived. I froze when I felt a hand touch my neck. "Hey, what are doing here all alone?" A soft voice slurred.

I turned around and met a black-haired girl. She smiled at me and stumbled onto me. I stared down at her, confused, disgusted and scared. "L-Let's h-have some...fun!" She giggled into my chest and tried to drink out of her cup. She's obviously drunk. I pushed her off me and glared at her. "Why did you do that?" She asked in a drunken voice.

"Leave me alone." I snarled. I won't tolerate anybody who comes on to me like this.

"Whatever." She mumbled and left. She stumbled around with her heels, dropping her cup along the way.

I quickly dashed into the house. I desperately searched for a place; a secure place. By the kitchen, the counter to the far corner, held a perfect place for me. I tiptoed over and made no noise whatsoever. The light doesn't reach at this far corner. This is a perfect place to stay. I slid down to the floor and placed my back against the counter. I sighed and ran my hand through my now slightly damp hair.

The smell of strong alcohol and smoke clung to my clothes and body. The room began to smell like sweat as well. What did I get myself into? Does Johan actually enjoy these kinds of parties?

My eye lids were slowly closing and the last thing I saw was my hand fall limp against my thigh.

Laughter.

Laughter rang in my ears.

The smell of strong alcohol and smoke lingered in the air. Cautiously, my eyes began to open. After a few seconds my vision had adjusted. I remained in the same spot; behind the counter in a dark corner. I turned my head and peered over the side of the counter. The music was still incredibly loud.

I could still hear the laughter of a group of people. Slowly, I lifted myself from the ground. I felt woozy and tired, but I'm not drunk, thankfully. The kitchen is a mess! Empty cups and bottles of vodka laid scattered on the floor. This whole place is a mess. A peeked outside and confirmed my suspicions. A few guests were sprawled on the grass, half awake and completely wasted. What time is it anyway?

I shook my head and completely gave up on them. Upon entering the living room, a group of my classmates and other students from my school were all sitting in a circle on the rug floor.

"J-aden!~ C-come here!" Johan yelled, while slurring his words. Oh no, he's drunk. I stared at him dumbfounded. Sure, he can be crazy at parties, but I never expected him to get this wasted.

I groaned and covered my face with my hand. "Johan!" I yelled out.

"W-What?" He slurred his words again. His friends continued to laugh along. He reached for his cup and drank out of it, making grunting noises. He let out a big sigh of satisfaction. "Hey, J-Jaden...join us f-for a game of tru-uth or dare!"

Truth or dare? I've never really liked that game, but it wouldn't hurt to play it. Besides how bad can it get with drunk people? I shrugged my shoulder and stepped towards him. The floor was covered with streamers and empty cups. I kneeled down and sat cross-legged next to Johan. He wrapped his arm around me and chuckled. "Y-you're amazing, yo-you know that?!" The smell of alcohol lingered from his breath.

I cringed and pushed him off. "Don't get close to me with your stench." I snapped.

"Oi. Oi. No need to be rude."

Still, even this way, he's even more annoying. I narrowed my eyes on him and turned back to the other guests. They continued to laugh and drink. A brown-haired male, pulled out two bottles of brand new vodka. Everyone cheered and reached out to hold their cups. They passed the bottle around, filling their cups up.

When it got to Johan, he almost spilled the drink all over himself. "J-Johan! Watch o-out!" The same male yelled at him. Johan chuckled and shook his head. He handed me the bottle and eyed me. "Where's your cup?" He asked.

"I threw it away. Anyways, I don't want any."

"Whatever."

I handed the cool bottle to a blonde-haired girl. "Okay, let's get this started!" Someone shouted. They motioned for everyone to get closer and pay close attention. "I'll go first." The same guy who gave me the cigarette answered. His droopy eyes skimmed at each of our faces. He grinned and pointed at a skimpy girl."Tru-uth or dare..." He slurred his words.

"Truth!" She screamed as she jumped up. Her breasts moved as well. I almost gagged at the sight of her outfit. A tight tank top, a short skirt and high heels. So trashy.

The dirty blonde haired male rubbed his chin, he smirked after a few seconds. "So, I heard you gave someone head, like an hour ago. Is this true?" My jaw dropped at the question. This party is starting to get sick.

"Hmm, why yes." The skimpy girl smirked and licked her lips. Everyone cheered and wooed her on. I remained sitting beside Johan, motionless and disturbed. This is why I hate this game. I'm starting to regret coming here.

"Truth or dare?" The same girl yelled at her friend who was sitting beside her. A bump was heard from upstairs. My eyes trailed up to the ceiling. I tilted my head to the side, curious to know what was going on upstairs.

"Damn, they need to keep it down up there." Johan growled. He drank out of his cup and glanced at me. "You know what people do upstairs, right?" He asked with an annoyed expression. I shook my head no. Tch. "You know, uh...h-how do I say this?" He reverted his gaze down to his cup.

"I don't understand..." I muttered.

"They're doing exactly what you and Yusei did at the resort!"

My eyes went wide, and my heart began to race. "R-Really?" I stuttered. My cheeks flushed and I gawked at him.

"Yes, sorry." Johan grumbled.

I frowned and clutched the front of my shirt. My heart is beating so fast and it's starting to hurt so much. I guess Johan apologized since he knew I would react this way. I tilted my head up and stared up at the ceiling. I could feel all of my food reach the end of my throat. I can't believe these people actually do these kind of stuff in someone's house.

I quickly turned my head back to the game and saw the skimpy girl's friend sitting on a black-haired guy's lap. I made a face and glanced at Johan. His hand was over his mouth. At first I thought he was getting sick, but as I got a closer look, he was laughing.

"Johan, y-your turn!"

Johan grinned, "Dare!" he shouted. I stared at him in horror. Does he realize what he might get dared to do? Wait, he's drunk.

"I dare you t-to mak-ake out with him!" The petite girl pointed towards the guy sitting next to Johan. He smiled at Johan. His hazel eyes gleamed at the dare.

"S-Sure! Whatever let's do this!" Johan exclaimed. I watched as he moved closer to the black-haired male. He cupped his cheeks and began to lean in. I hitched my breath and couldn't handle the anticipation.

Their lips locked and immediately began to kiss each other hungrily. Everyone cheered and clapped their hands. Johan was pulled to the black-haired male's lap. He moaned as his tongue trailed the outside of their lips.

The sight of seeing Johan kissing someone else of the same gender, makes my feel uneasy. I don't have anything against it, I mean, I am in love with Yusei. However, it's Johan! I always expected him to only like girls. This is a dare, so...

Johan smiled into the kiss and began to laughed. He pulled away and grinned at the others. Some of them groaned in disappointment, others just laughed along. Everyone is drunk, close to being wasted. I take it back, this game can get bad with drunk people.

I stood up from the floor and hung my head low, covering my face. "I'm leaving." I muttered to Johan.

He glanced up and narrowed his eyes. I expected him to tell me to stay longer instead, he mumbled, "Okay, bye." My heart took another sharp pain. I bit my lip and made my way towards the front door. I turned the knob and emerged outside.

I froze at the sight of the heavy rain pouring. It was even loud. How come we didn't hear it from outside. Ah, it must me from the loud music and laughter. My eyes scanned around the patio. No one is here. I stuck my hand out and felt the cold touch of the rain hit my warm skin. I shivered at the touch.

Just as I was about to step back, a rough hand pulled on my arm. Another hand was placed over my mouth, muffling my screams of fear. I shut my eyes and felt myself being dragged out into the rain. What's going on?! Who is grabbing me?

"J-Jaden, y-you look so cute. Don't b-be scared!" A low voice spoke. Their breath smelled like cigarettes. Cautiously, I reopened my eyes and met sharp green eyes. I gasped when I recognized them. It's one of Juro's friends.

"Uh...w-what do you want?" I asked. My voice trembled and my body was shaking. The rain poured down on us. My clothes were now completely soaked!

He pushed me against the side of the house. My back hit the wall with a hard thud. I hissed in pain and stared at Juro's friend in fear. His hand caressed my cheek and trailed down to my neck. He leaned in, close enough to feel his warm breath against my neck. "S-stop." I let out a small whimper. His tongue trailed on my neck.

This is terrible! I let out a cry as his other hand was pushed under my shirt. His fingers roamed around, feeling every part of my chest. I desperately tried to push him off, but I only managed to hit him in his chest.

"Calm down...it's going to be okay." He whispered in a gross manner. Tears streamed down my cheeks as his lips began to kiss and suck my flesh. I cried and screamed, but my voice was drowned by the loud heavy storm.

His hand grabbed both of my hands and pinned them on top of my head. I wriggled under his grip and desperately tried to be free. "Stop! Just stop!" I screamed some more. It was no use. He won't listen. No one can.

He trailed his lips up to my chin. Sucking and licking me there. This is horrible. Someone take him off me! Please, someone... "Y-Yusei..." I whispered. My sobs became frequent and loud. I need him. I wish he was here to save me.

His hand trailed down to my jeans. He unbuttoned them and slowly trailed his hand lower. I let out a piercing cry and kicked him right in the stomach. Juro's disgusting friend, stumbled back. He gripped his stomach and kneeled down. He coughed and coughed. I don't care if I hurt him, he was going to rape me.

I panted and stared down at him. I quickly buttoned my jeans and slowly began to walk away. My eyes stayed glued to him. He remained crouched. He slowly began to rise from the drenched grass. In an instinct, I bolted away from him.

I dashed through the immensely wet grass. Never looking back, I headed down the street, while tears streamed down my cheeks. I let out low cries and sobs.

The rain still came down, drenching my clothes. A few thunder storms could be heard from the distance. I really need to hurry up. I can't be outside for too long. My legs were slowly losing their balance. My body was freezing up. I slowed down a bit and let myself regain my breath.

I covered my mouth and cried even harder. I shook my head as every little sharp pain came back. I shouldn't have come. If I listened to Juro, this wouldn't have happened. God, what am I suppose to do? Everything is a mess. I'm a mess.

I-I still love him.

If only we were still together, this wouldn't have happened.

I needed him.

I need him.

Picking my feet off the ground, I began to run towards my neighborhood. There's only one place I can go. The only place I can be safe. In that place, someone can tell me everything will be okay. I need them to tell me, everything will be okay.

Even if I am on vacation, I have a really hard time on writing my chapters, also I get lazy or distracted. So please expect these chapters to be updated a bit late. Anyway, let me know how this chapter went, and I promise you this is the last time, something bad happens to Jaden. Sorry! （ﾉ´д｀）