When the weekend finally came I was back in the Hamptons standing in my closet dressed in faded black jeans, a black V-neck shirt, and both my cross and Jesus pendant chains on.
My only issue was which jacket did I want to wear?
I had so many in fact if I had to guess I'd say I owned about fifty at the least.
Eventually I stop in the leather section and pull the Daniel Hechter jacket off of its hanger and pulled it on.
I then walked out of my bedroom and along the bannister railing.
In my living room Hunter and Riley stood hitting each other with pillows something they did last year in the same week.
"What the fuck are you two doing?" I ask keeping my amusement from my tone.
"Pillow fight you should join" Hunter replies before being hit in the side of the head by Riley.
"What have I told you two about doing this shit in my house" I say walking down the stairs so that I can watch this transpire.
"Come on it's fun" Riley says.
"You two are like children" I remark leaning in the doorframe.
"They've been doing this for a while" Kate says closing her bracelet around her wrist.
"And my hundred dollar couch pillows better not be ripped" I say grabbing the pillow from both Hunter and Riley before fluffing them and putting both back on the couch.
"You really don't have fun that often do you?" Riley asks.
"No because he's watching you two idiots" Nico muses pocketing his phone as we all walk into the entryway.
As I got there I took the key for my Aston Martin DB11 which I liked to call the black out, along with slipping on my Triple Black NMD's, before heading out the front door.
I then pass the groups cars to my garage, which I quickly put in the code for and head down the curved ramp to my collection of cars.
The problem with such a large space housing so many vehicles was that it took a while to reach the area where my Aston Martin's are.
Taking the key out of my pocket I unlock the car, before pulling open the door and sliding inside to start the engine.
I then pull out of the garage, and up to where the steps are with Olivia standing waiting for me to stop. When I did she walked around the car, and got into the passenger seat before I drove past everyone else while they figured out how to either turn around or back out of my long-ass driveway without scraping the fuck out of their cars.
We then all drove off towards New York which was going to be an extra long drive considering it was an hour to New York, and another half an hour to Sav's house.
Throughout the drive me and Olivia sang along to the music that we had in our shared playlist.
The weird thing was that we weren't chasing the sun out here, we were getting more daylight as we neared NYC.
Getting to the city I then lead all six cars through the streets towards the northern area of New York's smaller neighborhoods where Sav lived.
As we all pulled up to the house with it's gate's open and a line of cars all pulling down the driveway in such a way no one would be stuck should they want to leave.
I then followed the lines of cars and parked directly in front of the garage before getting out of the car.
I could hear the music that was playing inside and I could only imagine what it was like inside though there was a time when I attended every party that Thornbrook's student body held. It's also how I ended up being drunk and waking up in beds of people I never knew or wanted to know.
One of the first parties I ever attended and got blacked out was here, I woke up on Sav's couch the next morning, that was also the very first time I had ever drank that much, and woke up somewhere besides some girl's bed.
So yes there is a part of my past which included drunken sessions, that resulted in me in people's beds, in fact there was even a time I was worse then Hunter on one night stands, though I was too drunk to remember some of the nights that occurred, the other times I do remember and there was never any love making ever no matter how good looking the girl was, not until a year ago, not until the brunette that walked beside me right now came into my life.
And God only knows if she would forgive me for something in a grey area of my past especially since I had told her my body count was zero, when it was probably higher exactly how high is undetermined mostly because being drunk makes things hard to remember, but it's still possible that it could have a definitive answer.
And I'm fucked if there is.
Getting to the door of the house I don't even bother knocking it's a party not a fucking meeting with the Queen, besides there's only a handful of people whose door I will knock on before entering.
Stepping into the modern French renaissance style house I was nearly deafened by the loud music, along with all the colour changing lights while people danced while others snuck away upstairs which was the tell tale sign that there would be no seeing those who did for the rest of the night.
Sav then all but skipped up to us, being her cheerful self.
"Savannah" I say looking around at the people who were dancing along with getting an unfortunate glimpse of the people who were making out.
This better only be some seven minutes in heaven bullshit.
"It's so good to see you all here".
"We wouldn't miss it beside I can't have anyone taking over this show" I say walking past her into the living room which furniture free as of right now, walking through the house it was like watching an onion unpeel, it only got more unpleasant, though the last party I went to me and Olivia argued in front of everyone there so my distain for parties is justified.
"What do we do first? Riley asks.
"I need a drink so I can forget I even came to this" I mutter, walking into the kitchen where Sav happened to be pouring herself a drink which was odd considering she was just behind us, though there was a lot to take in.
"I got your whisky" Sav says.
"I'll believe you when I see it" I say, and she just smirks slyly before walking into a wine cabinet beside the kitchen.
When she walked out she was indeed holding the whisky I had requested.
"You managed that pretty well, yet the six drunk couples upstairs fucking weren't as easy I guess".
"You were one of the people who came to these parties to drink, and on the odd occasion you were upstairs" Sav reminds me taking a sip from a glass that seems to be full of rum.
"Something I was always drunk when doing so" I recount, pouring myself a generous glass of the amber liquid.
"You were apparently the best one of everyone, you also probably received the most makeout sessions out of everyone to ever come to this house".
"I honestly wouldn't be surprised" I muse attempting to pull memories from the many nights I was drunk at a party.
"No one would be surprised if you did".
"That's debatable as far as my girlfriend knows my body count is zero, but being drunk most nights when that happened makes that a little blurry, especially after a year and a half".
"If Olivia knows anything about you she'll forgive you for something like that besides you didn't do love" Sav says taking another sip while I down my entire glass in a single go.
The whisky burns my throat in a familiar manner and it comes back to me like a reverse moment of deja vu drinking whole bottles in one night, the occasional fights, and as Sav pointed out my lustful escapades.
"The real party is downstairs" Hunter says appearing out of no where.
"What do you mean?" I ask picking up the expensive bottle I had poured a glass from and discarded my former crystal form of rationing what I was drinking.
"What there doing makes our games of truth or dare seem childish".
Hunter then leads me through the crowds and down into the basement with red lighting making the whole room seem alot more sexually charged though the make out sessions weren't exclusive for upstairs.
I then noticed it a circle of people on couches or chairs, all of them taking part in this game one way or another.
"Danial come on bro take the shot" a boy with coffee brown skin and black curly hair said to a boy across the circle.
The boy Danial lifts the glass to his lips and simultaneously throws his head and the glass back downing it quickly.
Oh that's going to be a fucking mistake in three... two... one.
Danial then groans and coughs, "uhg god it burns".
"First shot" I pry sitting down in a free spot, though its quite possible I took someone's spot, though I honestly couldn't care less.
"Yeah I hate taking them" Danial replies.
"Gets better" I say.
As I looked around everyone seemed to be moving towards the circle including everyone that came here with me.
"Sav truth or dare" Danial asks.
"Dare obviously".
"Kiss Mason".
Sav then stands from the couch and moves over to Mason a blonde haired boy with slicked back hair and slightly ripped clothing.
He looks like a square, probably is one too.
When the dare is over everyone keeps moving around the circle until it gets to Olivia.
"Truth or dare" the person who had just gone says, she had half of her dark hair dyed red while the top half was black as night.
"Truth" Olivia says.
"Weirdest place you've done it?".
Olivia remains silent, and it's not because she's embarrassed it's because she doesn't want to answer the question.
"Skip" she says flatly, followed by a few 'ohs'.
"You're a virgin still aren't you" the girl coos and it's then that I remember her name.
"Monica shut up" I warn.
"You know her?" Olivia asks looking from Monica to me.
"Yes" I reply sending a glare over at Monica who looked away from my cold look.
"Adrian you know it's more then that".
"Monica shut the fuck up" I seethe.
"What does she me-".
"We used to fuck upstairs" Monica says smiling with fake sweetness.
That was subtle.
"That was a long time ago" I say coldly.
"Oh but what fun we used to have".
"I'm done with this bullshit" Olivia says standing and walking away through the crowd.
"Monica he said shut up, besides you know who he is, that's in his past" Sav says.
"Thank you, now I have to go find my girlfriend" I say going to find Olivia.
As I walk through the crowd I see her walk to the front door and I go to follow her.
"Adrian just fucking give me a little space here" she says noticing it was me.
"Can I at least explain, please".
"You have one minute" she says staring at me blankly.
"Before I dated Sav I partied a lot, I drank, and played that stupid game, I also had one night stands, none of which included intimate sex ever, I forgot most of them because I would go through an entire bottle in an hour, that's what happened there, she was a mistake, one I wish I could get rid of because my coping methods were fucked up on a whole different level, it was fucked up rich kids coping with our emotions in an unhealthy way, all that happened before Demetri found me, and I honestly don't recall most of the nights I partied, I remember a few things though one being waking up in different beds, and feeling like hell for the following day. But I can promise you there will be fuck all that happens between me and Monica ever again".
"That's a lot to fucking think about, these last few days is just more and more shit added, Adrian just give me time to think about this" Olivia says, and she doesn't sound mad just overwhelmed but I also doubt hearing that your boyfriend was a player is an easy pill to swallow.
"Okay, take my car, I'm in no legal position to be driving any time soon" I say handing her the key to my car.
"Thanks, also at least enjoy the party" she says walking out the door.
What I need is to attempt to try that.
And so that's what I do I go get my bottle of Macallan whisky, and I drank through the rest of the night until like I did a year and a half ago I was barely coherent to my surroundings.
So this was a little more deep of Adrian's past, this is the last piece but everything starts here, comment below your thoughts, also Monica will be appearing throughout this story so maybe include what you think of her, vote and share as well. Anyways
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