I sat in the middle of the party, people's voices floating throughout my mind. Most drunk or high, I didn't really like most.
"She's hot."
"This party is a fucking bust."
I sat watching the party, my friend Camila dragged me to it. Alessia was currently sitting next to me as well, wanting this party to END. We both weren't party people, but Camila always says it will be fun. But they aren't.
I sighed and grabbed Alessia.
"Wanna ditch? I'll grab Cara and Camila and Billie if she hasn't been recked by now."
She smiled. "And I will grab Dua and her asshole boyfriend, and Niall."
"Of course," I said walking towards the blaring music, away from Alessia. Thoughts started to get louder here, and I tried my best to ignore them.
I saw a mix of sweaty bodies colliding and dancing feverishly to the horrible dubstep music.
"Your a pretty girl, Camila,"
I heard a male voice blare clearly through my head.
"She's so high, she'd be to wrecked to notice if I took her home."
Oh fuck. I pushed through the crowd, and saw Camila being pushed onto the wall by a older dude.
I ran up and took a good punch at his nose.
A sickiening crack echoed off the walls, and he sat on the ground holding his nose.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU FO THAT FOR? I WILL KILL YOU, DYKE!"
"No you won't, punk," Billie said, appearing out of the crowd.
He looked at her in fear.
She's the richest girl in our school, and our town. She has power, but she never uses it.
I stood up and grabbed Camila. I looked in her eyes, and she wasn't as high as the man let on. I hugged her.
"Thank god your ok," she hugged me back and started to cry.
Billie grabbed my arm, and dragged both me and Camila out of the house.
"I'll call a Taxi to my house. Me and the gang will meet you there."
I nodded and said a small thanks.
It was a normal suburban area, small cookie cut houses with green bushes in front, toys scattered through neighbors yards. It seemed like the perfect neighborhood to live in.
Camila was clinging to me, and every now and then i'd kiss her cheek, a silent promise I wouldn't leave.
The Taxi pulled up, and I led Camila inside.
"Hello Master Y/N and Master Camila. Master Billie called for you to be picked up?"
The jolly balding man said.
"First, just call me Y/N, and yes she did. To her house?"
"Yes, Y/N, I know that much."
I just nodded and leaned my head onto Camila's head, it was already on my shoulder.
It was a quick drive, but one we certainly couldn't walk, for her neighborhood is private. And she lives in the only Mansion in the town.
I just looked out the window, going over what had happened. For some reason it still hadn't sunk in yet.
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Take me to Church
FanfictionThis story actually has a prompt and I'm not going in this blind. Fallen Angel Luaren/You Y/N could read minds, so she runs away from her human friends and into the wilderness. she wanted to know what pure silence was like, until she heard a voice...
