It All Started With a Diary

retaliation|part 2

I blinked a couple of times as I noticed another guy staring at me. Well, at my tits or my legs.

"I think he wants to fuck you," Maggie slurred in my ear.

I blushed. "Well, he'll have to wish a little harder."

"Fuck," Raven mumbled, though if I weren't so close to her, her words would have gone unheard.

I looked at her with confusion. "What—"

"Fuck!" she cursed louder.

I searched around the house before looking back to her. "What?" It could have been the alcohol, but she hadn't drunk that much yet.

Her eyes were wide, arms crossed over her slightly exposed breasts. "He's here," she said.

I followed her eyes, until I finally saw what she was talking about. There he was. There they were.

Maggies' eyes dragged over Kade, who stood with both Luke and Levi. "Time to dance! Let's show them wha-what they're kissing...I mean missing!" Her arms slumped over Raven and I until we were forced to basically carry her. Her lips pinched into a frown as she glanced between us. "Do either of you know how to dance? If not, just stand behind me and catch my shit."

Raven ran a hand over her face, huffing. "I need a shot for this," she mumbled, before downing Maggie's cup.

I was far too concentrated on the walking devil himself. My hands grew sweaty, my heart grew heavy, and my breathing struggled to stay steady.

I felt my head spin as I saw the different girls turn his way. I attempted to regather my being at the sight of attention he was receiving, but to no avail. As bad as it sounded, the aching pain in my heart continued to rebuild as I pinpointed my unwanted jealousy.

I jerked back around from the sight. "I think I'll have one, too," I murmured, to my own surprise.

Never had a drop of liquor touched even the very tip of my tongue. Thoughts of my mothers' drunken tantrums threatened to drown me out as the influential atmosphere settled around me.

Maggie's grin approved of my suggestion, before she dragged Raven and I to the overflowing table of teenagers.

"Babe, are you sure?" Raven yelled over the music.

I nodded, my smile shaky. "Y-yes. I just need to..." I trailed off as I felt the frustration crush me into a small pebble.

Raven nodded her head in understanding. "I understand...I need to get away for a minute or two. Even if that involves this." She pointed toward the white rimmed cups.

I stared down at the dark liquid before moving back to her. "How does it feel?" I asked her.

As I mentioned, I had never consumed any type of alcohol before. I only knew the consequences of alcohol from my mother, not from personal experience.

"Mhm," Raven hummed, throwing back a shot. Her face scrunched before she picked up another. "You kind of feel dizzy, everything is funny for no damn reason, you either don't give a fuck or you give a fuck too much, and...it feels good in the moment, but not in the morning."