A Second Chance

5. a hero

"So I spin the bottle and whoever it lands on has to do a dare but if they don't ,they have to take a whole drink," Sandra explains, giggling afterwards, intoxication clear.

I just love  these kind of games. So unpredictable.

The game starts off well and since we're many participants I think I might have a chance at not getting picked. But of course luck is not on my side. No, I did not get picked but someone did and that idiot refused to answer the question, resulting in a dare which involved me.

"What? No!" I refuse profusely.

"You're seriously acting like a child right know. You know you've kissed me before right?" Christian groans.

"Yeah and I regret all hose times I did," I glare, "Besides, to get the topic cherry, you have to stick you're tongue in my mouth. There's no way I'm  having that."

I get up ignoring all the 'boos' and walk out of the game room and instead go into the larger room with more people inside it.

I locate the mini bar and decide to take a drink. I mean, I've never drunk before and there has to be a first time for everything.

I order a tequila ,because that's what all the people in the movies order, and down it. Ignoring the horrible taste, I ask for another, just as a guy comes to sit beside me.

"Hey there beautiful, wanna go dance with me? Or maybe, a little more..."

"No. Go away, please," I say ,trying not to look disgusted.

"Just one little kiss then?"

"Didn't I say no?" I ask ,scooting away from this lunatic.

"Why not sweetheart?" he asks, leaning in closer and breathing all over my face. Gross.

"My boyfriend is about to come back," I lie.

"He won't find out, don't worry."

"I said no," I glare.

"If that's how you want to play," he shrugs and walks off.

I roll my eyes before drinking my second shot.

Hmm...it tastes kind of sweet. Oh well.

I'm about to ask the bartender for a water to wash away the disgusting taste but the other guy shows up again.

"Didn't I tell you to leave me alone?" I groan.

I stand up to leave but stumble a little and wait for the impact of the ground but it never comes.

My eyes slowly begin to droop close and that's when I realize it.

This is what always happened to those stupid girl in the stories when they've just been drugged.

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"This is all your fault! Why didn't you do anything when you saw the guy slip something into her drink?" An angry voice yells, waking me up.

"S-sorry sir. But I already told you, I didn't see anything," Someone else replies.

I pop an eye open to see that my head is pressed up against the table top and apart from the Greys, Jonathan and the barista, there's  no one else I see in the room.