Chapter 26

Piers Nivans

It's Christmas Eve! One of my favorite days! No school, no stress because we didn't get homework, everything is just perfect. It's even snowing. Jill's parents had invited my dad and I to their house for dinner and we planned on attending, as long as it was still okay with them. I'm getting ready now, putting on a pair of black jeans and a blue button down shirt. "Piers! Come on," Dad called from downstairs. "Coming!" I ran down to meet him. The doorbell rings and Dad looks confused, opening the door. "Hello Mr. Nivans," Helena's voice says as she shakes from the cold. "Helena? I had no idea you were coming!" "Neither did I," I say. She smiles awkwardly. "Well, come in," Dad says and moves out of her way. She's carrying two bags, one on her back and the other in her hand. "Helena, what are you doing here," I ask. "Well... I ran away." "What?! Why?!" "Cause my parents were going to send me to boarding school, so I called Raccoon City High and re-enrolled." "And how do you know we'll house you," dad asks. "Well, because you love me," she bats her eyelashes at him. He shakes his head, "After the party I'm calling your parents and letting them know where you are." "Fine. But I'm not going back. Who's party?" Helena shifts her attention to me. "Jill's family is having a small party..." "JILL!" Helena runs out the door, quickly grabbing my hand and dragging me outside with her. Dad followed me after locking the door.

Helena bangs on the door like a mental patient and Jill opens the door with an annoyed look on her face, but it fades once she realizes it's Helena. "Helena! What are doing here?" The two girls hug. "Staying with Piers again. Parents are being dicks. Is Chris here?" "Yeah, him and Claire are upstairs. Hello Mr. Nivans." Jill shakes my dad's hand. "We're going to head upstairs." I tell him and Jill directs him into the kitchen where Forest's, Richard's and her own parents were. She then brings Helena and me upstairs. We enter Jill's bedroom where Forest, Richard, Rebecca, Claire, Sherry, Jake, Chris and surprisingly Finn are all sitting in various positions and places around the room. "Piers is here," Jill yells, "And he brought company!" "Hey guys," Helena smiles as she walks in. "Helena," Forest jumps up and runs over to her. He wraps her arms around her and she just looks at all of us. Richard and Rebecca laugh.

"Good to see you Helena," Chris says. "Yeah, now if only Forest would let go." He does and laughs nervously. Helena smiles back at him, before taking a seat next to Chris. I take a seat next to Finn on the floor. "So, did you get it," Chris asks. "No..." Jill sighs. "What do you mean no?!" "My parents are there!" "Take Piers down there and go grab them." "Take me where?" "UGH! Just come on!" And Jill drags me down to all of the parents. "What's going on," I ask her. "Shhhh..." Okay then. We head into the kitchen where all the parents were laughing and drinking. "What's up guys," Jill asks. She's definitely plotting something and I'm not sure I want to be a part of it. "Jill, go back upstairs," her dad jokes. "Well Dad, I wanted to show Piers something outside," she says. "Fine." "Wait, it's cold out. Put on a sweater," her mom calls. "No mom!"

Jill takes me out into the backyard and she runs to the cooler. "What are you doing?" "Shut up. Take these." She hands me three beers and tells me to hide them. Where the fuck am I going to hide them!? I shove one into each pocket, then the third I shove into the crotch of my pants. "Oh my god." Jill laughs. "This is just my dick, don't question it." "Yeah, of course. I can just ask Chris how big you are, you know that right?" "Please stop talking." She laughs and shoves three down her shirt and into her cleavage. "Alright, come on," she says. We run through the kitchen and we were almost home free when my dad calls me. I run back in, "Hey dad! Can't talk!" Fuck am I sweating? "Piers, what's wrong?" "Nothing." "Then come in here!" I walk in, kind of forgetting about the one beer in my crotch. "So that's why you didn't want to come in..." I ran away back to Jill and upstairs. They definitely thought I had a boner. Jill and I run into the room. "So you got 'em," Chris asks. "What do you think," I ask pushing out my crotch. "Piers, you aren't that big." Everyone laughed and I just kind of flashed my nostrils.

"Well, we got them," Jill says. "Good." Jill and I pull them out of their hiding spaces. "I'm not drinking that one," Richard says as he sees me pull the one out of my pants. "I will," Claire says and grabs it from me. "Hey," I laugh and sit next to her. So we had six and there was eleven of us. Richard and Rebecca shared one. Sherry and Jake had one. I shared one with Claire. Then Chris and Jill shared one. Helena and Forest had the other one. And then Finn just shared with me and Claire because he didn't want to drink a whole one by himself. Chris drank it later on. We were all slightly buzzed by the end, but no one was really drunk. "Wanna play truth or dare," Helena asks. There's a general murmur of 'yeah' amongst the crowd. This is going to be scary.

"Well, it's Jill's house so she should go first," Helena says. "Okay," Jill says nervously, "Rebecca, truth or dare?" "Truth." Of course she said truth. "In third grade someone peed on the carpet in music class. Was it you?" Rebecca's cheeks turn red, "Yes." Everyone kind of laughs. "Okay, my turn now. Uh... Helena, truth or dare?" "I don't know. Truth?" "Okay... uh... Would you ever make out with a girl?" Jake whistles at Helena. "Yeah, sure. Why not?" Helena now has control. "Okay. Who to pick? Jake, truth or dare?" "Dare! I'm not a pussy like you two." "Okay, I dare you to strip naked and run three laps around Jill's house." "No," Jill yells. "It's a dare. Unless he's chicken." "I don't really know you Helena, but I think you're questioning my manhood." "Maybe I am!" Jake takes off his shirt and pants. "I said all the way," Helena smiles. Jake then slips off his boxers, most of us looking away. Sherry was the only one that still looked at him. "I hate all of you," Jill says. "Alright, go run. I'll be watching from the window," Helena says. "Wait, but I have to ask the next dare." "I'll do it for you. Go run," Sherry yells. "Ugh!" "Okay, so Claire. Truth or dare?" "Truth." "Did you ever kiss Steve?" "Ugh, yeah. He sucked at it though. He spit a lot." Everyone kind of murmured 'gross'. Claire was now in control of the game. "Okay... So, Forest truth or dare." "Truth." "If you were a girl, what guy in this room would you date?" Forest's eyes shoot open, I didn't expect Claire to be good with this.

"Richard." "Ew," Richard threw a pillow at him. "Jake again," Helena points out the window. "What? You're my best friend?" "Dude, that's still weird!" "Whatever, Sherry truth or dare?" "Truth." "Next person to say Truth is getting punched in the face," Jill says. Helena laughs. "Who has the biggest ball you've ever seen," Forest asks. "Gross," Sherry says. "Just answer the question!" "Ugh... Jake I guess. I mean I haven't seen that many." "Ew Sherry, you perv. I didn't mean balls, but I guess that counts." Sherry pouts. Jake comes running back in. "Guess they are kind of big," Forest sighs. "What the fuck dude!" Everyone laughs as Jake rushes to put his pants back on. "Okay my turn," Jake says. "Fine," Sherry says, still a little disterbed by her truth question. "Okay, you! Finn, right? Truth or dare." He hesitated before nervously muttering "Dare." Wrong choice Finn.

"Okay, so I dare you to eat whipcream off of Piers' tongue." "What the fuck," I stand up. "No way," Finn yells. "Come on, we know Piers would like it and I can tell you'd be into it!" "Shut up jake," I yell. "Well, then you chicken out." "What if I say I don't want to do it." "Then Finn will have to eat it out of my ass," Jake says. I could take one for the team. "Fine," I say in defeat. "You up for it Finn?" "Not really." "Great, Jill go get the whip cream!" "Ugh, this is gross," she says as she leaves the room. "I'm sorry," I say to Finn. He shrugs, "Better than his ass." I let out a small laugh. Jill comes back into the room with the can. "Okay Jill, spray Piers up," Jake says. "No! It's your dare! You get it set up dumbass!" "Fine." He walks over, "Open your mouth." I do so, only to save Finn from Jake's ass. It feels gross, he put way to much. "So how much do I have to eat," Finn asks. "All of it. His mouth should be clean." "That's gross," Forest yells. "He said dare, so shut up." Finn starts and its the most awkward thing ever. And doing it in front of everyone else is the worst part. When he was almost done, his tongue brushed against mine a few times and I was ready to puke. Sure I liked Finn, but as a friend and I mean licking someone's tongue is just disgusting!

He finishes but Jake wasn't satisfied. "You didn't get it all, there's some on the inside of his cheek." "No! I'm not getting that!" "Come on, I said all the cream. I mean, at least it's not anything else." Finn makes a gaging noise before going in and licking the rest of my mouth clean. Jesus Christ that's gross. Finn and I both run to the bathroom after he finished and begin to wash out each other's spit. "Sorry, but that was gross," I say. "Nope, completely understand. Maybe we can kiss under better circumstances." I raise an eyebrow, Finn wasn't the kind of guy to flirt... like ever.

So we head back to the room and it's Finn's turn to dare someone. "Well, I guess I have to do Chris or Piers... So Piers, truth or dare?" He was definitly scared of Chris. He was captain of the football team and they didn't hang out that often. "Dare!" He laughed. "Okay, make out with Claire." "No," Chris interrupts. "Chris," Claire yells. "You're not kissing my sister after that!" "Fuck you Chris!" Claire jumps onto me and crashes her lips onto mine. I was in shock at first. Then I was even more shocked when I was enjoying it, and she clearly was too by the way she slid her tongue into my mouth. We went way longer than it was supposed to, but I didn't care. This was the best kiss I've had... ever. Chris throws Claire off of me, shooting me a death stare. I wasn't really scared by it though. Wow, Claire.

"Guess it's my turn," I smile toward Chris. "I'm done playing," he says. "Chris, you're the last one. Don't be a baby," Jill interjects. "Fine." "Chris, truth or dare," I ask. "Truth." "Why did you have a problem with me kissing Piers," Claire interjects. "You're not Piers." "Fine, why did you have a problem with Claire kissing me?" "Fine... Maybe because I don't want my sister kissing some guy she doesn't like!" "Who's to say I don't 'like' Piers?" "Cause he's a fucking fag!" Really? Oh... Okay Chris. You fucking slept with me! You know what, fuck this! I get up and walk out of the room. "Nice job idiot," I hear Jill yell. Whatever, fuck him! I leave the house completely. This wasn't some fucking thing I was being pissy about. Fuck you Chris, I'm going fucking home! If he thinks that then fuck him! I thought we were close, thought he cared about me. Maybe I did like Claire. Maybe I did? Like really. What the fuck, Piers! What the hell is wrong with me?

Jill Valentine

The night continued once Piers left, but I felt bad and I was pissed at Chris. That was not okay! I made sure he knew I was mad at him. Fuck Chris! Helena had followed Piers out. Claire seemed pretty angry too, but she said she was leaving maybe twenty minutes after Piers had and was going to walk and didn't want Chris to drive her. The party had eventually ended and all the guests went home, everyone seemed kind of pissed with Chris, except maybe Jake. And they had right to. It was Chris and I left in the house, maybe because he lived here. We were back in my room and he was just sitting on the bed. "Chris you know that was fucked up, right?" He shakes his head, "I know, but she's my sister. I just... I don't know what happened. I was just watching out for Claire." "By calling your best friend a fag in front of a whole party? Nice one Chris!"

"I'm sorry, but it's true." "God damnit Chris! He's your best friend and you fucking yelled at him like he was a fucking stranger!" "Well, maybe I ment it." "Sleep on the fucking floor Chris." I throw a pillow at him. "Jill." "Don't even start Chris! I'm not fucking listening!" "But..." "I'm going to sleep!" I shut off the light. I'll say it again: I can't fucking believe him! Chris, you fucked up.