Hi. So if you haven't read Phone Call yet, I suggest you do because the beginning part of this wouldn't make so much sense, I guess.

Update: So I finally remembered to make a character board for Minnie. It's on my Polyvore account.

61: Another Party, Another Fail.

When I woke up the following morning I showered, dried my hair and put on a pink short sleeve dress that I had. Not revealing like my latest clothes, a little more modest type. I gathered the money that I owed the store and left the apartment building around eleven. When I arrived there I saw that the boy from last night was up front. I sighed, how would I get passed him and not get the cops called on me?

Within a minute or two of standing there I saw he had left the counter. Perfect. I walked inside the store and placed the money on the counter with a note I wrote. I OWE YOU THIS! and ran out of there quickly before he returned.

I smiled as I walked away, glad that I was feeling a change in me. I took my phone out and searched for Ryder to tell him. Just a short message for now.

I'm sorry. Call or text ASAP. I love you!

Hopefully he would get it soon. I walked down the street some more and stopped inside of a diner Juliet worked at during the week. She was here from about 5 in the morning until 5 at night, with an hour break in between. She liked it a lot. I stepped in and saw the pretty girl wave at me and point to an empty table, assuming she wanted me to sit there. I sat in one of the two seats that sat there and waited for her to come over.

"Well hey Marley, haven't seen you here before." Juliet said. "What's up?"

"Oh I'm just really good today, that's all." I told her. "What's up with you?"

"Party tonight at Roberta's house." Juliet told me. "It's gonna be a killer party with lots of 'candy'," She winked. "Wanna come?"

"Oh, I can't." I said. "I'm, uh, busy."

"Oh that's too bad." Juliet said. "It was gonna be a celebration for the gang. None of us got in trouble last night and let go for free...where was you?"

"I snuck out the bathroom." I said. "I went home and had some wine and a cigarette."

"Oh that's cool." She smiled. "Well if you end up coming that's fine. Nothing too bad except drink and merry." Juliet told me. "I'm leaving around 7 from my place so if you want a ride, text me ASAP."

"Fine." I said. "I'll think about it."

Nope. I didn't want to go. I knew if I went I would just want to get high and drunk, so I wanted to stay home instead.

Nothing from Ryder yet. I hope he doesn't hate me. But I guess I could understand if he hated me, I hated myself too. After last night with the stealing drinks from a store and feeling good about it. And then I started to feel bad and hate myself for always getting high when I felt horrible, or drink when I felt horrible or even get high and drink I felt something horrible about myself.

That made me feel bad.

I was watching the TV host talking about his struggle with drinking for years. He said he tested himself at a party to see if he would drink, only after a few years of therapy and rehab, and he didn't have a drink at all.

Well I haven't gone to therapy for this or rehab, but I felt like I could go to the party tonight and not drink or use drugs. If I could go tonight without them than I'm sure I can do good all on my own without help from therapist or rehab people. Right?

I texted Juliet and told her I was going, but needed a ride. She's call me when she was on her way.

I dressed up for the occasion but nothing to party-like. A simple shirt I owned with a sweater blazer and a knee length skirt with my flats. No heavy makeup, just light and simple.

I sat outside waiting for Juliet who was on her way with Leonardo. They arrived and I jumped into the back seat. "You look nice," Leonardo said.

"Thank you." I smiled.

Roberta lived just outside of Manhatten, in a six bedroom and five bathroom house with an outdoor, in ground pool and a giant living room. We arrived and it was the same people from the party the other night and most of them just arrived too so it wasn't too weird or anything.

Everyone began drinking, I had a glass of water from the kitchen. We all sat around the living room and chatted and making jokes about this and that, but soon everyone was becoming drunk and I felt odd being here being a non-drunk. Some of them like Roberta and Mattie began getting high while Juliet and Leonardo were smoking something other than weed, maybe crack? She heard them mentioning it in the car on their way here a while ago. Emily and Bobby were off in a corner grinding on one another and smoking up a couple weed joints.

I felt alone. I sighed and checked my phone, no message yet. Where was Ryder?

Minnie called me during the party, it's been about a week since we last talked, she and Gina were pretty good and have been hanging out all the time at the house. She's gotten promoted to head hairdresser and assistance at her work; now she worked from 5 AM - 9 PM, Monday to Friday. She had her weekends off which meant more time for Gina, me and partying. I said that sounded fun and that it it would be fun to see her again.

When we both hung up, I was bored again. Everyone was drunk, including Cole now, who was chugging down a bottle of rum mixed with vodka. He told me in between drinks that he wanted to go out and find a slut to screw with. I jokingly stated he could buy one on a corner and he told me that he could find one on his way home if he wasn't too drunk. He probably end up sleeping here tonight, like the rest of party goers.

Another hour passed. I was just about to call a taxi to get a ride home when my phone buzzed. I looked and saw that Ryder sent a picture. Happily I opened the message, only to find something else. It was some girl with dark hair in a ponytail in her bra and underwear. There was a caption at the bottom, attached to the picture.

You left your boy for an adventure in New York, I'm with your boy having an adventure in his pants. He's been asleep for the past few hours. Bye Cigarette Bitch. - Bree.

Bree? BREE? That disgusting and horrible human villain who has done everything to make things wrong for me? No, this had to be a prank. Another practical joke. But I recognize that room as Ryder's and my heart sank. Ryder was with another girl and while that's what I was thinking he would do, and sometimes hope he did so that we could forget one another, I found myself angry and depressed that he was with the girl who's tried to break us up in the past. How? How could he do this to us? To me? Then I remembered; I broke his heart and this was his vile payback at me. His revenge. Break up with him and he goes to the girl who's wanted him for a long time, to say at least, and was now sleeping with her. Were they even dating or was it just hooking up?

I shut my phone and turned it off. I felt myself on the verge of tears when someone handed a bottle of beer to me. "Whoa, hold this?" Bobby asked. "Em and I gonna rock a room." He winked and then dragged Emily away to screw in one of the bathrooms. It was a full bottle of beer he handed me. I glanced at it and felt how cold it was and seeing the bottle already opened and waiting to be drunken, I didn't want to make it go to waste or let it warm up.

I took a sip of the beer bottle and felt the instant coldness go down my throat and into my empty stomach. I loved the taste of this beer, even if it did taste no different than other beer, and took another gulp at it. Once I finished it I tossed it behind me not caring where it landed and got up to find more beer. I found some in the fridge in the kitchen, a lot of bottles actually, and an extra large bottle of red wind and vodka. I took all of that out and then grabbed an empty lemonade pitched and placed it on the counter. I poured in both the extra large bottles of red wine and vodka, emptying them to half a bottle left in each of them, then took seven beer cans and poured them in the mix. I looked around for a large spoon and when I did I stirred it all up together and mixed it together for a couple of minutes before lifting up the pitcher and chugging it all down.

All that alcohol mixed together was an unbelievable taste in my mouth. Like having skittles and rainbows in my mouth and dancing together. It was amazing and I made a second mix of it all together. By the second mix I really felt my body becoming lose and relaxed. I started to giggle for no reason as I looked for more to drink. If Ryder was taken and Lark didn't care about me, I as free to do what I want and when I pleased.

I thought about it before coming to New York and if my memory wasn't too messed up, I think I had this thought a while ago too. I planned on not ever going back to Lima. I didn't need Lima and Lima didn't need me. I told myself I was only high and drunk when I thought that but now it was true. All true. I wasn't going back. I was going to stay here in New York and live my life the way I want too. Drink, smoke, party, get high, have sex with Lark all day and all night at all times of the day when we were able to, smoke and drink some more. I was free.

Finally free.

A couple of hours later I was drunk and high. Cigarettes and weed filled my lungs while beer and wine swam through my blood and veins. I was up on a table with Cole dancing to some radio wave pop music, whatever one considered that, and holding a beer bottle in my hand. Everyone else was drunk and having a fun blast for the night.

Cole and I jumped off the table and began grinding against one another and I'll admit that I pushed my butt out a few times and rubbed against his growing hard dick, and I swear sometimes I turned and saw a smile on his face when we were doing so. After the third time of doing that Cole grabbed my butt and began bashing it to his front side. He leaned down and began speaking dirty to me; telling me his fantasies and his desires of what to do if we went into a bedroom. Just a lot of different positions. I stood straight up and turned to him and leaned in. "Bet cha you can show me than tell me. I've always been a learner by watching and doing instead of telling." I whispered.

Cole grew a grin on his face. He took my hand in his and began pulling me away from the party. We found ourselves upstairs minutes later in one of the empty bedrooms.

Cole pulled me into the room, shut the door and turned the light on. Cole and I jumped onto one another and began eating each others mouths off in the kiss, his hands rubbing all over my back as my own rubbed the back of his head and ran my fingers through his black hair. The pale faced boy shredded his jacket off and kicked his shoes off just as I managed to kick off my own shoes. Cole lifted me up and carried me over to the bed and then laid me down, climbed to hover over me, and began making out with me again.

"You're so hot," He said as he kept making out. "I've wanted to bang you for the past few weeks, bang you so damn hard."

"You silly." I giggled.

After minutes of making out I pushed him up so that I was sitting up. I managed to pull my dress up and then up and over my head and throwing it away, revealing my strapless pink bra and underwear to her. Cole's eyes grew as he took off his shirt and then threw it to where my dress was. His hands guided their ways to my breasts and messaged them roughly. He leaned in and kissed the exposed skin around my breasts as I moaned loudly. Cole's hands guided their way to the back of my bra and began fiddling with the claps. As soon as they became undone my bra began to fall off it's own and Cole took the moment to rip it away from me, exposing my chest to the cold and his view. His eyes grew wide as he looked at my chest and studied my breasts. "You're so fucking hot," Cole said. "Lark's lucky to have these girls first."

Actually Ryder was first, but close. Cole stripped himself of his pants and briefs and then taking putting his fingers on the wasit of my panties and brought it down. I felt really cold now, but I could care less. Cole leaned down and began kissing me all over my body, bottom to top, causing me to giggle in some areas than the other. When he got to my breasts he took one into his mouth and began sucking it. The both of us moaned loudly, my chest rising up and down heavily with each action he did to me. One he finished that breast, he went to the other breast and did the same thing. When he finished that breast Cole sat up and held both of my breasts in his hands. He was kneading them with his large and firm and moaning still. "You're so delicious," He muttered. "Lark's lucky to have eaten these twins first."

"Shut up and fuck me." I said.

Cole grabbed a condom from his pants, put it on, held my legs opened and got himself ready. "You good girl?"

"Fuck me!" I yelled.

He thrusts into me. He was very hard and big, not as big as Ryder, and he moved at a rapid pace enough to make the bed shake hard and rock loudly. He was making my body bounce up and down with all the bouncing we did on the bed having sex, but he was so good in bed that I didn't care. Cole spoke dirty to me and told me to do things do him; slap his thighs and hold his butt. I did so and he turned on more and moved quicker. I found myself crying loudly and moaning and telling him to fuck me harder. He called me his naughty girl, which I found hot and told him to thrust faster and harder. He did, I told him to go faster, and he did. God, this was mind-blowing amazing.

We finished. He pulled out of me and we kissed for a couple more minutes before relaxing. "Oh shit, that was...good..." Cole said. "You're good in bed, practice with Lark?" He asked me.

I giggled as I turned to my side to face him. "Sure, you say that." I told him.

"So...this gonna...be regular?"

"Nah, maybe not." I said. "I'm with Lark, ya know?"

"But...he gone, right?"

"Yeah." I said.

"What if we...ya...ya know...til he come...ya know?" He gave a smirk and winked.

"Oh," I said. Well Lark did say it was fine that I was with someone while he was gone. "I guess."

"Oh good...that nice." He laughed.

We went for another two rounds and after that I got up and left the room after getting dressed. He was good in bed, but he moved quickly and didn't take his time like how I've always liked it to be. Whatever, it's for another week right?"

I pulled my phone out and texted Ryder.

We're done. Fuck you, asshole. You wanna be with Bree? Other girls? Fine, go ahead. You won't see me again. I'm staying in NY with Lark and going to live my life the way I want too.

I sent that and turned my phone off.

I was free.