Chapter One: The Night Before
I wasn’t sure what was supposed to be so special about that night in particular, but Lexi, Sunny, Ramone, Lonnie and the others were hyped. While I was resting in a numb buzz of alcohol, they were moving around the basement of the three bedroom house with adrenaline. Logically, I knew it was probably the coke that they digested, but mentally my drunk mind couldn’t begin to grasp what had them looking at the walls like they were interesting. Not even ten minutes ago, Lexi had claimed that the walls were closing in on her. In actuality it had been a spider making its way up the tiles of the ceiling. That had been amusing.
They had their own little party in swing and I couldn’t help but laugh. Ramone was trying to pin Lexi down for a kiss, while Sunny was talking to an life size doll. It was one of those dolls that had a wide open mouth and reportedly could be used for a man’s pleasure if he couldn’t get a girl. It was relatively new and Sunny chatting it up was making the night more so. Tilting a bottle of Mike Hard, I downed a few ounces without pause and felt it burn my throat before I let my head fall back as I felt a rush of dizziness and a blur of sensation as I laughed uncontrollably.
“Sunny, what are you doing?” I slurred, as I moved my head towards his direction. The spin of it made me see in double and I blinked trying to clear my head.
Sunny turned towards me and laughed softly, before he focused back on the doll. “Sabrina, you’re the only person I can depend on,” he responded, before his left hand came forward to rest on the doll’s chest with ease.
A burst of laughter left me at that. Sabrina, the person, was on the other side of the basement making out with Rob. Sabrina who was supposed to be Sunny’s girlfriend. That just went to show how fucked up he was. The doll had some similar features, but not too many. I turned my body slightly and felt the couch cushion dip slightly as Luke’s six foot frame sat down next to me. The warmth of his body passed onto mine and I turned looking at him, before lifting the bottle again.
“Chloe,” he greeted, placing an arm on my shoulder and grinning. “Why are you so alone?”
I shrugged. “I’m not alone,” I slurred. “You’re here, Lexi’s here, Sunny, Sabrina and all of these other fuckers are here too.”
“You’re the only one in this corner, than me,” he responded. “Everyone, but you and me is having a good time. So why not?”
I glanced up at the blur of his blonde hair and that slight glisten of his green eyes. I blinked trying to get his image clear in my mind. Luke was that guy, if you could past the fact that he reeked of weed. The smell always surrounded him. He didn’t do drugs or alcohol, but weed was his thing. Laughter parted my lips all over again.
“How about no,” I returned.
Drunk as I was I had never been that into Luke.
“C’mon,” he continued. “It’s not like anyone else is going to notice. We’re both hot and I know you haven’t gotten laid in six months.”
I shook my head even as it spun. “No,” I repeated, even as I felt my stomach burning.
It meant that I was reaching my cut off limit. It was okay to be piss ass drunk and slur words and even stumble, but throwing up was a no-no. I didn’t want to do that, so I took the bottle and set it down on what I thought was the table. Moments later, I heard the sound of shattering glass and smelled the alcohol. A giggle escaped.
“Oops.”
I looked back at Luke and ran a hand through my hair. At the same exact moment, he grabbed my shoulders and shook me slightly. “It’s not like you’re so far up that damn ladder anymore. You’re not one of them anymore and that means you don’t have a right to be so damn haughty and picky.”
My head wobbled slightly and spun even more as he shook me. My stomach roiled and I felt my throat begin to burn. “Stop!” I slurred.
He shook his head and moved to his feet, bringing me along with him. I tugged to get free from the grip he had on my arm, but it didn’t seem to be working. All in all I felt like a puppet being mastered by a puppeteer. My vision continued to double as he dragged me past others.
“Let me go,” I pleaded.
As we reached the door, I stumbled and would’ve fallen face first if he hadn’t been in front of me. Instead, we both went tumbling to the floor and I landed on top of him. I groaned as I managed to get off him and found myself staring up at Lexi. She had her head tilted to the side and she was examining me like I was an oddity.
“Chloes,” she said, calling me by my nickname. “Are you high?”
She laughed after she asked and then she held out her hand and I grabbed it. As she pulled me to my feet, she went back to examining Luke sprawled on the floor and then she kicked him.
“Bastard,” she muttered.
She was high on coke, I knew for a fact that she hadn’t caught onto Luke dragging me, so what was she calling him that for. As Luke came to his feet, he glanced at me and then her, before he went to reach for my arm again. I stepped back stumbling and Lexi grabbed my arm and turned me away, her brown eyes rimmed with red, but glazed over.
“Wait your turn,” she snapped, before dragging me to the table and lining up some white substance with a spade card.
Moments later she had one nostril absorbing it. She coughed and giggled before turning to me and motioning for me to the same. I laughed and shook my head. “No,” I slurred.
“C’mon just once,” she said in a baby’s voice.
“I tried it before,” I told her.
She shrugged, before going back for more. She sniffed hard as we left the table and headed for the door once again. The basement stairs were difficult but we managed to make it to the side door and out. Stumbling outside and holding onto her, I found myself staring into the distant blur and laughing at her poking her hand around and tracing circles at the mid-air. She started to sing in an off-key tone and swaying. As she did so I joined her in singing. I knew the lyrics by heart. Natalie and I had sung it to each other quite often.
As we trailed off on a last note, I felt the burning pain of knowing that she was gone and not coming back to me. Tears burned behind my lashes and I hiccupped for a moment, before Luke’s voice carried over to both of us.
“Stupid bitches,” he said as he appeared before us.
I stumbled to a halt and glanced at him before Lexi spoke. “What do you want small d*ck?” she asked.
I laughed loudly, bending over and clutching my stomach as Luke turned red. His hand shot out and he shoved Lexi hard, sending her careening into me. As I fell to the ground for the second time that night, I didn’t feel like moving. Luke had other plans, he grabbed both Lexi and me and pulled us to our feet.
“I’ll show you, little,” he retorted, before crudely undoing his pants and shoving them down.
As his boxers came into view, he shoved those down as well. As his manhood was right there in view standing tall, I could only stare at the abnormity like it was odd. I had seen one before, but never one like his. Small couldn’t began to describe it.
“It is small,” I thought out loud and burst into laughter with Lexi.
Luke looked at me with his face screwed into a scowl and I laughed even harder. He glared at us before stepping forward with purpose. My eyes widened and I stepped back again. Lexi was still laughing as he stopped before her. As he came before her, she wiped away tears and shoved him. Luke was turning out to be a vast amusement.
“It’s not small. Five inches is not small! I bet your big ass mouth couldn’t handle it,” he retorted.
Laughter continued bursting from until I felt like I couldn’t breathe and my head ached.
“Yo what’s good with you three?” Ramone asked as he came stumbling out with a blunt in his hand. “Da fuck? Man, put that away.”
Luke complied, turned and left. I realized that I had been granted reprieve from whatever intentions he had.
“What were you three doing?”
“Luke was trying to convince us that he didn’t have a small penis,” Lexi returned laughter escaping with that.
I collapsed to the ground once more laughing with Lexi as I pictured his small piece. I hadn’t expected that. Luke was handsome and tall. Somehow his size didn’t fit his overall package. Rolling on the ground clutching my stomach, as my head pounded I found Ramone looking down at us with laughter.
“Five inches,” I gasped, grasping Lexi’s arm. “Brad was eight and a half.”
“He was?”
“I measured him with a ruler,” I responded. “He was so good too.”
“Shut that shit up,” Ramone said grimacing. “If we gone spill dirt tell me what size you two going in chest department. Chloes I’d put you at a B-cup at most. Lexi you’ve got to be a DD.”
I frowned at that. He was about right though. I only had just enough, while she had extra. Ramone’s caramel skin reflected the moon outside and he dropped the ground next to us. I rested my head on his chest and Lexi snuggled into his side. We lay silent for twenty minutes, before I felt the pull of the night air and sleepiness took over me.
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