i took a small glass from someones hand, and shot it back. the warm liquid burning the back of my throat from the alcohol. I'm usually not one to drink, but tonight was different. my parents are getting divorced, and college is killing me.
"... come on... " I heard someone say in a hazy voice, my vision was blurry. a soft, but large hand grabbed mine and I struggled to my feet. I barely made it up the steps to this unknown house, and I was pulled into a bedroom.
the door slammed behind me and it instantly made my head start to ache. I looked around, and saw a blurry figure standing in front of me. I suddenly felt lips being pushed against mine, and I kissed back. I know its wrong. I am drunk. In my head I was telling myself to stop. but my body wouldn't, before I knew it I was on the bed with this stranger straddling me. so many thoughts were rushing through my head, but i couldn't seem to say anything. i inhaled, and the smell of mens cologne filled my nose, making me cough.
i shivered, the sudden cold room temperature air hitting my bare skin as my shirt was thrown on the floor.
