Author's Note: Hey guys! Sorry for such a long wait for an update on this story, but this chapter is kind of long so I think you'll be happy about that. I just want to tell all of you that I really appreciate all of your reviews for this story! I never expected to get so much amazing feedback! So without further ado, here's Chapter 3! As always please read and review!
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Rating: R, just so you're warned.
The Sweetest Sin
Chapter 3
Friday finally came around and Lucas met Haley by her locker that morning at school. "Hey Hales, you all ready for tonight? Got your outfit and shoes and everything? I'm picking you up at six so we can go to dinner then head over to the dance. Who is babysitting Krissy tonight?" "She's at a play date sleep over with one of the little girls she met at daycare. And yes, I've got my outfit and everything," she responded as she shut her locker. "What are you wearing," he asked. "A dress," she simply stated. "Wow! Haley James is wearing a dress just for me? I feel so honored," he put both hands over his heart as he replied in a dramatic tone. "You're such a kiss-ass, Luke," she gently pushed him as she started to walk away, "I've gotta get to class and you do too."
At 5:45 that evening, Lucas entered Haley's house without knocking, as he usually did, because he wanted to surprise her. He stood in the center of the living room holding a bouquet of pink roses, her favorite, dressed in a traditional black tuxedo suit. She appeared from the hallway a few minutes later wearing a flowing pink satin dress that went down to mid-calf in different lengths. It had thin spaghetti straps and a layer of rose colored chiffon covering the part of the bodice and down the rest of the dress, making her look like a fairy. She wore matching high heels and her hair was in luscious curls all over her head. Haley, although not one to wear makeup very much, wore mascara and eye shadow, also applying a thin layer of blush and soft pink lipstick.
Lucas stood there awestruck by the beauty that stood before him, his throat too choked up to say anything. When he finally found words, he said softly, breaking out into a wide grin, "Hales… you look beautiful…" She smiled warmly at his comment, "Thanks. You don't look too shabby yourself. All you need is the sunglasses and dye your hair brown then you'll look like James Bond." He smirked at her then pulled out a pair of sunglasses, took each arm of them and shook them out and put them on then spun in a circle, snapping his fingers and pointing both of his index fingers at her before clicking his tongue in his mouth. She laughed at his little act and grabbed his arm, leading him towards the door, "Come on Michael Jackson, save your moves for the dance floor." "Wait," he said, pulling her back to him. "What," she asked. "These are for you," Lucas handed the roses over to her, "Aww, that is so sweet of you Luke. I love them; they're my favorite." "I know, that's why I got them for you. But wait, there's more," he smiled as he lifted and index finger to make her stay. He brought the hand he had hidden behind his back into her view and she gasped at the beautiful corsage. It was another pink rose bud surrounded by baby's breath. He carefully took it from the box and slipped it on her wrist. He then put one arm behind his back and bowed like a gentleman, kissing the back of her hand.
She kissed his cheek and he pulled her towards the door, "Let's go, I've got reservations." Haley raised an eyebrow in questioning, "Where?" "You'll just have to wait and see," he smiled as he helped her up into the truck. They drove for about fifteen minutes when he pulled into a parking space at Antonio's Mexican Restaurant. Haley's face brightened with a wide smile; Mexican food was her favorite. After helping her from the truck, he slipped his arm through hers and led her into the establishment. "Lucas Scott, reservations for two," he said to the hostess. "Ah yes, Mr. Scott. Right this way sir," she led them to a secluded section and set their menus on the table before giving them a smile and walking away.
Haley slid the shawl from her shoulders and Lucas pushed in her chair after she sat down then settled into his own seat. Haley took one look at the menu and her jaw dropped down and her eyes bulged slightly in shock, "Lucas, this place is so expensive…" She was silenced by him raising his hand to stop her, "Don't worry about it. Pick anything you want off of the menu. It's all on me. And don't argue with me, you're not paying a dime." She smiled with a glint in her eyes, "I guess I'll have to order the most expensive thing on the menu then." "Oh god, you're really going to break my bank aren't you? Then I'll be poor and homeless and I'll have to live on the streets… or I'll have to come live with you." Haley wrinkled her nose, "Ew, I don't want you living with me! You'll go play basketball with the guys and then you'll come back all sweaty and stinky…and-and you're a slob! I don't know how your mother puts up with you." Haley's body began to warm at the thought of Lucas coming home from the rivercourt all hot and sweaty and imagined walking up to him, kissing him, and then beginning to pull his shirt off…
"Gee Hales, it's nice to know what you really think of me. And I am not a slob. You call this being a slob," he asked as he gestured to his tux then the restaurant they were sitting in. Haley shook from her reverie and cleared her throat, hoping Lucas didn't notice the blush that had crept up in her cheeks. "Well, I'll give you that, but you are the other ninety-nine percent of the time," she responded as she took a sip of her water. "Am not," Lucas replied childishly. "Are too," she returned with a smile. "Am not," he repeated again. "We could go on like this forever, but then we might start looking foolish and cause a scene in front of all these people in a fancy restaurant. Then we'll be doomed to washing dishes in the back as our punishment and we won't be able to go to the dance. Besides, are too infinity," she replied with a small giggle then warningly pointed an index finger at him to not test her. He just rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly in defeat, "Alright, you win." She quietly clapped her hands together and bounced a little in her seat, a bright smile on her face, "I love it when I win."
"What are you going to order," Lucas asked as he glanced over the menu items. Haley bit her lip as she too looked over the food choices, "I don't know. Everything's so expensive." "Haley, would you stop thinking about money? I told you, this night is all on me. Order whatever you want, no matter the price," Lucas chastised her. Haley sighed, "Fine, I'll have the taco salad." He stared at her sternly, "Haley, that's the cheapest thing on the menu. I know that's not what you really want. Now order something you really want or I'm going to take you home and you can forget the dance. It's not going to be any fun if you're going to keep on being a killjoy tonight." A few tears formed in her eyes as she responded quietly, "I'm sorry. I just- I don't want you to spend all your money that you've worked so hard for Luke, particularly on little ole me. I'm nothing special."
He scooted his chair closer to hers and took both of her hands in his, staring into her deep brown eyes, "Haley you are special. You are one of the most special people in the world that I know. How you don't realize that is beyond me. And my money is my money. I can choose to do with it whatever I want. And I choose to spend it on you. I want this night to be special." "Luke, we could be eating burgers and fries at your mom's café and tonight would still be amazing. I don't need flowers or fancy restaurants to make this night special." "No, but you deserve it," Lucas replied, "Hales, you have worked so hard your whole life to get to where you are now and all that you've accomplished despite your struggles in life. I know the past three years of raising Krissy have been hard on you and you deserve a break once in a while, a break where you can let loose a little and just be a teenager again for a while. And I'm trying to do that for you."
"I'm sorry," she replied softly, sniffling. He wiped the few tears that had fallen onto her cheeks with his thumb. "Thank you for doing all this," Haley responded as she smiled up at him, "you're so good to me Luke. It's a wonder some girl hasn't snatched you up yet." "Well, my obligations to my family come first and foremost. Besides, why would I want another girl around when I already have three beautiful, wonderful girls in my life," he grinned. "And who might those three girls be," Haley asked coyly with a smile. "Well, of course there's the woman who has put up with me for eighteen years and nine months and also gave me my handsome good looks and brilliant charm. Then there's my little girl who is about three years old and is the sweetest thing in the world. Then of course, last of all, is my best friend who is an amazing girl and also has put up with me for most of my life. To the three girls in my life," he raised his glass in a toast and Haley raised hers to clink it against his glass. "So, I'm last on your list, huh," she asked. "It was in no particular order," Lucas replied as he sipped his water. "Nice to know what place I take in your life, Luke," she replied sarcastically. "Hey, you know you're important to me, right," he inquired with his forehead wrinkled in concern, his thumb rubbing the back of one of her hands. She nodded and swiped at her cheeks. He cupped her cheek and lifted her chin so she would have no choice but to look in his eyes. "Haley, you are so important to me. If I didn't have you or Kris, my life would be meaningless and empty. You make me who I am," Lucas gazed at her with his soft deep blue eyes then hugged her tightly.
Haley sniffled a bit and wiped under her eyes then chuckled, "I probably look like a raccoon from all this crying." "No, you look beautiful. It's a good thing you used water-proof mascara," he replied as he brushed a fallen strand away from her face. "Yeah…" Haley said and was about to say more when the waiter appeared. "May I take your order," he asked as he got out his pad and retrieved a pen from his apron. Lucas and Haley pulled away from each other and composed themselves. "Yes, I would like the shredded beef chimichanga with red sauce and the lady will have the beef and cheese combo enchilada platter. Could you also bring some Tabasco or hot sauce please," Lucas inquired as he set down his menu on the table. "Certainly, sir," the waiter replied as he took their menus, "can I get you anything else?" Lucas responded, "No thank you, we're fine for now." The waiter nodded before walking to the kitchen.
"Why did you order my food," Haley inquired, "I can order my own dinner thank you very much." "Yeah, but I knew you would've ordered the taco salad despite what I said earlier and I didn't want you to get something that you didn't want to eat," he reasoned. "How do you know I didn't want the taco salad?" "Because every time we eat Mexican food, you get the beef and cheese enchiladas, no matter what Mexican place we eat at," Lucas replied with a smirk. "Well, maybe I wanted to try something new," she responded. "You'll just have to try it some other time then," he smiled. "You're impossible," she grumbled as she folded her arms over her chest. "Right back at ya, Hales," he replied with a wide grin.
The dance had already been under way for nearly an hour when Lucas and Haley finally arrived. The gymnasium was decorated with flowers, both real and artificial, and pastel colored balloons. A makeshift stage was set up for the DJ and in a corner of the gym was the photographer, taking pictures for the people who wanted them. Haley tugged on his hand, leading him over there, "Come on, let's get our picture taken." Once it was their turn they stepped up to the set and Haley positioned herself on Lucas' right side, wrapping her arms around his torso, and he curled his right arm around her shoulder then placed his left hand on her right hip. The photographer observed them for a moment before shaking his head, "No, that doesn't look right. Try it like this." He moved Haley in front of Lucas and placed his hands on Haley's hips. He stood back and glanced them over again, "No, that still doesn't look right. Your arms are too long." He then took Lucas' hands and pulled them up a little bit, placing them against Haley's stomach then moving her hands to place them on top of Lucas'. "Perfect," the photographer smiled then went behind his camera, "okay, on three, I want you to smile. 1-2-3 smile!" The flash went off and the two friends were momentarily blinded before they returned to the outskirts of the dance floor.
"Your arms are too long," Haley laughed as she mimicked the photographer. "Hey," he protested. "I'm thirsty, let's go get something to drink," Haley stated as she pulled him over to the refreshments table. "Yeah, I didn't want to get any drinks besides the water they gave us at the restaurant because they were like two dollars a pop and another dollar for refills. Then I would've really gone broke," he chuckled. "Luke, I told you that place was really expensive. We should have gone somewhere else so you wouldn't have had to spend so much money," she chastised him. "It was all worth it though. I know you enjoyed it by the little grunts and moans you made as you ate. Besides, it was either a nice dinner or a limo ride to the dance. And I know how much you love food," he grinned at her. She lightly punched him in the shoulder and glared at him, "Lucas Scott! Are you implying that I'm fat?" "No, I think you look beautiful tonight. Besides, I know you would rather have a full stomach rather than an empty stomach when you expend all that energy on the dance floor," he grinned as he poured himself a cup of punch after serving one to Haley. "I'm not ready to dance yet, I just want to sit and take it all in for a bit," she replied as she took his hand and led them back to their table.
Two hours and several cups of punch later, Lucas and Haley were dancing closely to a slow long among many other couples on the floor. He held one of her hands in his and his other arm wrapped around her waist with her free arm around his shoulders. "Did I tell you, you look beautiful tonight," Lucas asked softly, staring into her brown eyes. Haley lowered her head as she blushed, embarrassed by his compliment. "Well, you do," he responded as he lifted her chin with an index finger. Her breath caught in her throat at the look in his eyes. "I-I-I need some air," she responded nervously as she pulled away from him and fled the gymnasium to the cool night outside. Lucas followed her concernedly and found her staring up at the star-filled sky, her arms crossed and breathing slightly heavily from her sprint. "Hales, what's wrong," Lucas asked worriedly, walking up behind her and rubbing the sides of her arms. "Nothing, there's just so many people in there. I was feeling a little claustrophobic." "Do you want me to go get you something to drink? Water, or maybe another punch?" She replied with a small smile, "Punch please, and thanks." "Not a problem," he smiled back, squeezing her shoulder in comfort before making his way back inside to the refreshments table.
"Here you go," he said, handing the drink to her a few minutes later. "Thanks," she said again, taking it from his outstretched hand and sipping it. After a few more moments of silence, Lucas asked, "Do you want to dance out here where there's less people? We can still hear the music from inside." "Sure," she responded, setting her cup on the wall and resuming their positions as they had been on the dance floor before, another slow song beginning. After a while, Haley moved closer to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and laying her head against his chest. She tried to stifle a yawn but it slipped and Lucas noticed this. "Are you tired," he asked, rubbing her back. "A little. Despite my attempts, Krissy kept me up last night and I didn't go to bed until almost eleven because I couldn't sleep," she responded. "Do you want me to take you home? It's totally fine with me if you want to. I know how tired you must feel, Kris has tuckered me out a couple times as well. I'm just glad you came with me tonight. You really needed a break," he hugged her around the waist. "Mhmm," she mumbled into his shirt, her eyelids becoming heavy and drifting closed. "Alright, come on. I'm taking you home," he took her hand while supporting most of her weight as she leaned against him while they stumbled through the parking lot to the truck.
Haley promptly dozed off as soon as her head hit the seat and Lucas carefully drove back to Haley's house, watching out for dips or bumps so as not to disturb her. When he pulled up into the driveway and turned the truck off, Lucas gently leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Hales," he whispered, brushing a few strands of hair from her face, "sweetie, you have to get up. We're home." She grumbled in response and stretched. Lucas helped her down from the cab so she wouldn't hurt herself getting out in her sleepy state. They walked up the sidewalk to Haley's front door as she fished for her keys in her purse. She let them in and tossed both her purse and keys onto the table by the door. He took her hand to get her attention then hugged her and kissed her forehead, "Thanks for coming with me tonight. I had a really great time." She returned the gestures and grinned. "No, thank you. Everything was wonderful. Even the expensive dinner," she sighed, "I'm sorry you had to leave the dance early because of me." "Don't worry about it. I wouldn't have had as good a time with anybody else," he replied as Haley yawned and continued, "I'm gonna go and let you get some sleep. Sweet dreams, Hales."
He rubbed her back and began to make his way towards the door when he heard Haley say something, "Wait, if I'm not mistaken, I'm supposed to be getting a goodnight kiss." "And where did you get that from," Lucas asked as he walked back over to her. "It's in the unwritten rule book on dances, of course silly," she laughed. "Alright, I guess I can bear a second or two of torture," he grinned. Haley scoffed as she placed her hands on her hips, "Fine, then you'll have kiss me for three seconds. And, believe me, I don't like kissing you either, it's just as tortuous for me as it is for you." "Haley…" Lucas protested. "Five seconds," she responded. "But Haley, I don't-" he continued but was cut off by Haley. "Seven seconds," she stated. He rolled his eyes and sighed in defeat then closed his eyes, preparing himself for what he was about to do so he could properly hide his feelings for the beautiful girl in front of him. "Fine," he replied.
He began to move in, closing the distance between them as the breath involuntarily hitched in her throat as his face drew near hers. Lucas pressed his lips lightly to hers, wary not to press any harder for he knew that she didn't want anything more than friendship. What surprised him though, was that Haley started to kiss him more firmly as she pressed her body against his and wrapped her arms around his back, leaving no space in between their bodies. Lucas began to feel like he was playing the game Seven Minutes In Heaven like he had in his younger years at the boy-girl parties he used to attend. He had waited so long for this moment, but he knew it was wrong; something wasn't right. He pulled back from her and placed his hands on her shoulders, staring into her eyes, "Hales… what are we doing?" "Isn't it obvious," she whispered back, her warm breath tickling his neck. Haley started to nibble on his earlobe and he was nearly a goner right then and there. His lips sought hers blindly as he ran his hands up and down her back then through the thick, curly tresses of her hair.
Haley started a trail of soft, warm kisses from his jaw down to his neck then began to suck and lightly lick at the sensitive skin under his ear. A shiver and jolt shot through him when she nipped at it gently, causing a moan to escape his mouth and lean his head back to give Haley better access. After a few minutes of her ministrations, Lucas took a turn and kissed his way down the column of her neck and across her collarbone. She met his lips eagerly and grabbed his tie, pulling him with her as she backed down the hallway towards her bedroom.
When they entered, Haley kissed him fiercely again then moved her hands up, pushing his jacket off his shoulders and letting it drop to the floor. Next, she moved her hands to the top of his shirt, undoing the buttons down the front. That was slid off too and discarded as she moved her hands over his chest through the white undershirt he wore. Lucas put one hand behind her neck and tilted her head up to press his lips against hers. Haley's hands moved under his shirt and pulled it over his head, tossing it carelessly aside. Lucas lightly grazed her shoulders with his lips, pushing the thin straps of her dress down her arms. Her fingers entwined themselves in his short, unruly hair, threading them through it. Haley lightly pushed her tongue against his mouth, asking for permission to enter, which he gladly granted her. He moaned loudly when her tongue touched his and got his first taste of her. She tasted of cherries… or was it strawberries? He didn't know nor did he care at that moment. Lucas let out a disappointed groan when she pulled away, only to sit on the bed and begin taking her shoes off. He followed suit and soon they were standing again.
Lucas stepped behind her and slowly started to unzip her dress as he continued to suck at her collarbone. Haley moaned loudly and then she felt his warm hands on her bare back, softly caressing her smooth skin. He slid his arms inside the dress, wrapping his arms around her body then rubbing his hands over her toned abdomen, the sides of her body, then cupped her breasts through the strapless bra she was wearing underneath. Haley gasped at his touching her there and the sensual feeling that passed through her as she leaned her head back to rest it in the crook of his neck. She lifted her arms above her head and placed them behind his head, bringing his lips to hers in a passion-filled kiss. "Mmm, Hales, you're so amazing…" Lucas murmured against her mouth. They parted long enough so that Lucas could help slide Haley out of her dress before he captured her lips again and ran his hands along her body, memorizing the curves of her body.
She fingered the top of his pants then slid them down a little further, grasping the zipper and pulling it down as she smiled up at him, "These need to go." "Well don't let me stop you," he replied seductively as he grinned then leaned his head down, kissing and licking at the sensitive skin of her collarbone. "Mmm… Oh Luke, that feels so good… don't stop…" Haley responded breathlessly with her eyes closed as she wrapped her arms around his neck and moved closer to him, pulling herself up along his body, rubbing against him. "Oh god, Hales…" he murmured into her hair, his breath coming out in short, ragged intervals. He then advanced to her chest, gliding his hands over the soft pale skin of the tops of her breasts. He curled his arms around her back and undid her bra, grinning as he replied in a husky voice, "This needs to go too." He threw it behind him and it landed on a lampshade.
Lucas brought his hands up, slowly, gently grabbing her breasts and squeezing them then beginning to massage them with his fingers. Haley moaned sensually, which only furthered his need for her. He lightly rubbed his thumbs over and around her nipples repeatedly, causing them to become hard and erect buds of pink flesh. He teased one of them with his tongue, darting around the dark circle of her areola but never making contact. "Luke," Haley whimpered, thrusting her chest forward pleadingly towards his mouth. He shook his head and grinned before dipping his head and performing the same treatment on her other breast. By now, Haley was panting heavily, her chest rising and falling quickly with each inhale and exhale of air mixed with the musky scent of his cologne. He then flicked each nipple with his tongue and blew his warm breath on them, making them become even more erect. Haley gasped at the contact and her stomach clenched at the feeling of pleasure rising within her. Lucas gently drew her breast into his mouth and began to suckle it tenderly as Haley made little mewling and whimpering sounds. He began to suck a little harder, pressing her nipple against the roof of his mouth with his tongue. "Lucas…" Haley moaned breathlessly, fingering the waistband of his boxers. She rubbed the mound of his hard erection through the thin material and he groaned, feeling the fast pulsing and throbbing between his legs.
He reluctantly tore himself away from her breast and gently laid her down on the bed then moved down and slowly slipped her panties off before removing his own boxers. He lay down on top of her and kissed her lips tenderly but passionately then started a trail down her body to her chin, her neck, the valley between her breasts, her toned abdomen, then down to her pelvic bone where he stopped there. He parted her folds and inserted one finger to feel how wet she was and he felt her tightness enclosing him. She was wet, oh so wet, and it was all for him. She gasped and moaned at this contact, arching her hips up and trying to push him further into her. She was ready. "Luke, we don't have any protection…" Haley managed to get out through labored breaths. He moved over to the edge of the bed and grabbed his pants, pulling his wallet from his back pocket. He slipped the small square out and held it up to her as he smiled, his eyes hazy with desire, "I always have one with me just in case." Haley stared up at him innocently with her big brown eyes, the same lust-filled gaze trained on him as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to meet her lips. When they pulled away from each other, Lucas took the square between his teeth and ripped it open then pulled out the condom. He rolled off of her onto the other side of the bed and slid the condom over his erect penis.
Lucas gestured for her to climb on top of him and for a moment he saw a look of uncertainty or fear flash across her face. But he was too far gone to care right then. He needed release and soon; he needed to be inside her. The vision of Haley's expression passed from his mind as quickly as the wind when Haley moved over and lightly pressed her small frame against his chest. He cupped her cheek and stared into her eyes, talking softly to ease her worries, "It's going to hurt Hales, but it won't for too long. Just relax okay?" She nodded despite the same expression appearing in her delicate features again for a few seconds. He positioned her to where her legs were on either side of his body and cradled her butt in his hands as he made her sit up on her knees. He scooted up a bit so his erection was between her legs then parted her folds with his fingers and thrust himself inside her. Haley let out a loud, hoarse cry as she braced her hands against his chest and bent her head, her eyes closed tight with pain. "Sh, relax," Lucas tried to soothe her by rubbing her back and kissing her in the crook of her neck. After several minutes of just lying there, Haley looked up to him and pressing her mouth against his, giving him permission to continue.
Lucas slowly pulled part of the way out only to push back in again, his gaze never faltering from her face. Haley then lifted her hips slightly and lowered them down onto him, causing him to groan and his eyes to close in ecstasy. They began to move more intimately at a pace a bit faster than before as their hot bodies, sticky with sweat, rubbed against each other. He leaned up and kissed her passionately, his tongue entering her mouth, darting in and out, then sucking on her tongue, her moaning in response. Lucas raised his hands up from her hips and entwined his fingers with hers as they rocked back and forth…
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Afterwards, Haley clutched the covers tightly to her chest as she stared wide-eyed up at the ceiling. "I can't believe we just did that…" Haley whispered quietly. "I know," Lucas responded in the same tone; he too was staring up at the ceiling. "This was bad, real bad…" she replied dazedly. "I didn't think it was THAT bad," he replied. Haley started yelling at him in a low voice, "I was talking about us… doing it. We made a HUGE mistake…" "It wasn't a mistake, Hales," he said, running a hand along her arm. Haley abruptly moved away and stood, pulling the bedspread with her to cover herself, shouting now, "Yes it was! We-we just got caught up in the moment and-and the point is, what do we do now? Where do we go from here? We just can't go back to the way things were." Lucas got up from the bed too and went to stand in front of her, "W-w-wait… What are you saying?" She moved away from him again, but still faced him, "I need space… us, staying so close, spending so much time together, just confuses things for me right now."
He looked at her with a concerned, almost scared expression, "Whoa, whoa. What about us?" She was screaming at him by now, her cheeks flushed in anger, and maybe a little in embarrassment or shame at what they had done, "There is no us! Don't you get it? We can't be doing this! We shouldn't have done this! I'm dating someone Lucas, god, I'm dating your brother! I-I just can't be around you right now. Please go." "But Hales," Lucas began to protest. "Go," she says coldly and when he doesn't move, she screams at him, "Get out of here! I don't want to see you!" "What about Krissy," he asked suddenly. She crossed her arms over her chest and clenched her jaw. She hadn't thought about that. Krissy would undoubtedly want to spend time with Lucas. "I'll schedule some time where she can come visit with you. Now go," she responded icily then gathered up his clothes and pushed him out her bedroom door.
Once Haley heard the slam of the front door to her house, Haley ran to the bathroom and collapsed by the toilet, purging the contents of her stomach. At this, she finally got a whiff of the distinctive smell of vodka that someone at the dance must have spiked the punch with and began to throw up again. After a few minutes, she leaned back against the wall as she thought about what had just transpired in her bedroom. She began to cry and loud sobs emitted from her throat. What had she done?
