Worthless, slut, ugly, unloved, that's what Kiera Ricci is told everyday. Her own family hates her. The family that should have loved her. Her birth family. Blood couldn't protect her from her own dad. So when they die and she's sent to live with he...
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Her outfit.
I make it to the party a few minutes late and head straight to the kitchen where the drinks are. I think I'll just hide here until I'm drunk enough to go out. I pour myself a glass of whiskey and down it. I drink 2 other glasses the same way and walk out entering the living room where everyone's dancing. While dancing I feel someone grab me and start grinding on me. I look back to see who it is. It's Liam, another member of the school football team. As long as it's not Adonis or Daniel I'm fine. I continue dancing grinding on him as well.
"Let's go get some drinks," Liam yells over the music. I nod and follow him he pours me a drink and I accept. I know I shouldn't but I watched him pour it out of the bottle. As I'm drinking Liam says he has to leave and he'll be back. I say ok after finishing my drink and pour myself another. After I finish my second drink I start to feel a bit dizzy. I think I drank to much. "Hey are you ok," a girl says. I nod and try to leave but almost fall over she catches me and leads me upstairs laying me down on the bed. I catch a glimpse of her face as she walks out and I think I recognize her. One of Chantel's friends? I'm probably to drunk to tell I think as I pass out. I was not wrong.
I start to wake up in someone's arms. I can't open my eyes all the way the lights are to bright. I think I'm wearing a blanket. I'm set down and I hear a car door shut. I have a pounding headache. I pass out again.
I open my eyes slowly. I'm in a bed. I sit up and look around. I'm not in my room. I'm in Adonis's, wearing his sweatshirt. What the fuck. I get up and fall back down feeling pain go through my body. Why am I so sore? I look down lifting up my shirt. I wish I didn't. I wish I just went to bed last night. I wish I could take it all back.
Adonis:
I dance with Chantel watching Kiera. I noticed her walking in a few minutes ago, she went straight to the kitchen. Probably to drink. She's like me. But now she's out and dancing with Liam. They're probably going to hook-up tonight I roll my eyes. You don't care about her remember. I focus on Chantel when she starts grinding on me. I wish it was Kiera. Shut up.
After dancing for awhile I tell Chantel I'm getting drinks. When I come back out I scan the room for Kiera, she must've left or something. I go back to Chantel and hand her a drink she looks at it oddly. I forgot she doesn't like whiskey. Not my problem she can get her own drink. Before I can drink the whiskey she moves and bumps into me spilling whiskey all over. "Sorry baby," she says. I roll my eyes, "I'll be back ok." She nods and I leave to go upstairs. As I walk towards the bathroom I notice the guest room door slightly open and a few voices. I go closer and look through the door. Oh just people having sex I go to leave but Kiera's dress on the floor catches my eye. I guess she's hooking up with a lot of guys tonight. I'm a little impressed but I feel like somethings wrong. I look back up to Kiera and that's when it clicks. She's unconscious.
Without a second thought I go in the room and knock out the guys. There's 6 of them. Half the football team. I call my right hand to come clean this up, in my Mafia rape is punished with a slow and painful death. After I'm done with that I grab a blanket a cover Kiera before carrying her to my car ignoring the crowd of people. I wish I got there earlier. I don't know how long she was up there. Maybe if I got there sooner this wouldn't have happened.
