Who's ready to party?

"Picture this: Your dad and younger brother get packed up for the yearly father son camping trip they take every year towards the end of summer. But you knew something was off but couldn't place your finger on it. You shrug it off and give both a hug saying your good byes, you were 14 and your brother, Zack, 13. You went back into the house and went up to your room and listened to music much like you always do. It wasn't until around 2am you shut you light off in your room and crawl into bed. you still couldn't shake that bad feeling off but you paid no attention to it letting sleep pull you under it's wing.

You were a heavy sleeper but when you hear glass hit the hard wood floor down stairs you sit straight up in bed, startled you stare at the clock, you've only been asleep 2 hours, but were now wide awake. "Mom!?" You yell into the darkness turning on your light. Then you hear a loud scream and you jump out of bed not knowing what to do. Tears form in your eyes, you're scared. "Mom?!" You yell again but more desperate. "Don't touch her!" You hear your mother Growl. Tears stream down your face now, uncontrollably. You can't move, you're afraid. Foot steps are heard coming up the steps but that doesn't phase you, what phased you was the loud gun shot that rang through the house that was only followed by the seemingly loud foot steps that made their way to your bedroom.

Running to the door to pull it open,only to scream when a man picks you up, throwing you onto the bed. You struggle and struggle but it's n-no use. You don't want to do that but he does and he wont stop at anything to get what he wants. You cry and beg for him to stop as he throws your pajamas off. You go to fight back but he grabs your thin wrists and pushes them to the bed above your head. Three things run through your mind that will haunt you forever, three things that are stuck on repeat in your brain,yelling at you, these things answer your only question you have, Why? Why me? These things being worthless whore, not good for anything, freak that no one will ever love.

At this point you've stopped struggling and just let him carry out his assault on your body, and it hurt.When he's finished making you feel exactly who those words describe, he pulls out a small pocket knife, you decide this is for the better you had no friends, you weren't even sure if your family liked you. You were gonna accept this as the end to end all this suffering building up and the saddest part was you almost wanted to thank him, until he didn't reach for your neck liked you hoped or just stabbed you. He took your arm and held you down. the went across your arm and burned. You screamed but didn't move, you kind of liked it, sad to say but you did. He finishes his job and stands up looking down at you laying across your bed bleeding out. He took hold of your already weak body and slammed your head across your desk.

You felt felt the blood trickle down your head and a pool form around your arm. This is where you thought you would die, bleeding to death on your floor. He leaned down and kissed your cheek and then spat on you. You were too far gone to care. The last thing you hear before you think your gonna die is "You will survive, but never live." You black out." I said to my therapist who has heard this story before but never told in his perspective like that. He's shocked. "And then you wake up in the hospital. Your mom's dead, your dad's upset beyond belief, your brother doesn't fully understand the situation but Woop Dee Doo! They caught the man who stole your innocence and your mothers life but there isn't a death penalty here so he gets to live the rest of his life with warmth and food and a place to sleep, not to mention he doesn't have a care in the world! While your life is actual hell! Thanks, but your hours up Gregory."

I stood up from my chair and left his office, but slammed the door first. Of course I'm mad, no one gets why I'm angry and that pisses me off more, and you know what I showed up so I shouldn't be held responsible for what I do. I made it through the waiting room past the mothers with disobedient children, if they gave me 5 minutes with them I would make them realize they should treat her like a queen cause when she's gone she doesn't come back. I slam the last door to the outside world, I trudge over to my car and slam my hands across the top of the car. I ran my fingers through my hair, purely out of frustration and climb into my side of my car. I shove my Green Day CD into the player. I turn on Boulevard of broken dreams just because you can sing along to it with a clenched jaw, but other than that I love Green Day. I bolted out of the parking lot and decided to figure out where Craig was, he's my dealer. I push my phone up to my ear and it rings a couple times before he picks up.

Craig: Hey, babe. What can I do for you?
Me: I need something, dude. Where are you?
Craig: Up at the diner, come get it if you want it.
Me: Alright be there in ten.

I hung up the phone and drove to the diner, slowly letting my anger out. I wasn't mad at him, or anyone really, I was angry with myself, I let this happen to myself. All of it, everything. I pull up to the diner and get out of my car. I shove my phone and keys into my pocket and make my way to the door. I pull it open and scan the restaurant. I see Craig and walk over to the table. "Hey, chick. What's got you?" He asked giving me a hug. "Hey, Izzy." I let go of Craig and look at my brother, sitting across the table from Craig.

"Whatcha doin here?" I ask taking the seat next to him, while stealing some of his fries. "Getting exactly the same thing your here for." He replied. I stared at him for a sec. "I would have shared." I replied. Zack and I were cool, he became the closest thing I had to a friend after I returned to school. That awful day was 4 years ago. After mom died I had to step up and be the parent for Zack, sure I wasn't the greatest but he needed something signed he came to me and I forged signatures, needed to not go to school for some reason he asked me, needed really anything he came to me. He also kept me in check for the most part, we took care of each other. I look at Craig.

"Alright, do you have what I came for?" "Sure do. Here go." He said and handed me the little baggy. I slid it into my pocket. "How much do I owe you for mine and his?" I asked nudging Zack's shoulder. "I can pay-" "Shush, Zachary. I'm doing business." I said and licked the side of his face. "Eww, Gross!" He said and wiped his face off. I turned back to Craig. "Like 60 bucks." He said. I handed him three twentys out of my pocket and he handed Zack his. "Thanks, man." Zack said pushing me out of the booth. "Yeah, thanks Cray." I said and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey, you guys know McKendrick's throwing a party, right?" "What time?" "Like 9." "So we'll show up round 12, per usual." I laughed at my own joke. "Yep, just like you. Fashionably late." I took Zack's hand. "Alright, see you later." I waved as we left. "so how did you get here, dear brother of mine?" I asked as we exited the building. "I skate boarded here." "Let me give you a ride, throw it in the back." I said as me made it to my car. He threw it in and got in the passenger side. I slid in and started my car. "How was Greg today?" "Same old bull shit, made me talk and I stormed out, but hey I went didn't I." I said backing out.

He laughed and I smiled at him. "Throw in a CD." He slipped in Lit and played My own worst enemy. " It's no suprise to me I am my own worst enemy, 'Cause every now and then I kick the living shit out of me." We sang along with my CD. We laughed at each other and made silly faces at cars. We pulled into the drive way and his phone rang. "Hey, Gaskank!" I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. Zack followed me out. "Yeah, the party later, hang on- Paige, can we pick up Alex and Jack? Rian's bringing Cass already." "Sure, why not. I like those bums... might as well call Matt and ask him if he wants a ride too."

I said unlocking the door, ironic we lock the door now right."Cool- She said yeah... yep... yeah so get ready round 15 till 12, you know her." I turned to look at him before throwing my keys in the dish in the hallway. "Yo, dad. We be home!" I yelled. I didn't hear anything so that meant he was out...at a bar, not being a father. But really after loosing the love of your life, how could you blame him. I shrugged and headed up the steps. "Hey, do you wanna watch a movie?" Zack asked as I stopped on the steps. "Sure can we-" "Yes, go put on your Pj's and I'll put it in." He said and turned to walk away. "Yes! I love you!" I said and ran up the steps. "Some times I forget you're the older one." Zack said laughing.

"That's a lie, I'll never let you forget you're the baby brother." I said going into my room. I pick up one of the billion sweat shirts I've taken from various people and remove my shirt and bra and slip that on. I feel free. I slip off my jeans and pull on some sweat pants. I trot back down the steps while pulling my hair into a bun. I walk into the living room and flop down on the couch next to Zack, resting my back against the arm rest while crossing my legs over his. He laughs and looks at me. "Is that Alex's sweat shirt?" "Probably, Rule one in our house: You leave your clothes they will be confiscated." He laughed.

"Yeah." He clicked play on the remote and I snuggled into my spot further getting comfortable to watch my favorite movie, Alice and Wonderland, Walt Disney is a fucked up dude for coming up with this. About 15 minutes in I pull out the little baggy I stuffed into the pocket of my sweat shirt. I pull out my bowl and lighter. I pack it and take a drag and pass it to Zack, he does it and then passes it back. We did this for a few until we both were golden brown, baked to perfection. We watch the rest of the movie laughing our asses off at each other. We watch two or three more movies I don't remember how many movies we watched. Zack pulled out his phone and by now our HIGH has worn down.

"Paige, we got to go, it's like 10 till 12." He said. "Alright." I stood up and pulled him off the couch going up the steps. We split and I walk into my room. I close the door and walk over to my closet pulling out something to wear to this function. I pull on my strapless bra and some new underwear. I pull on some shorts that are just long enough to cover scars. I slip on a sleeveless shirt but load up my wrists and upper arms with bracelets, like a shit ton. I pull on socks and some Vans. I pull my hair out of the bun and applied some make up before leaving my room and heading down the steps. I made it to the bottom.

"Ready?" I asked Zack, who was sitting on the couch. "Yeah, sure." He said standing up with his phone. "Which one we grabbing first?" I asked picking up my keys and leaving the house. "Jack, then Alex and Matt." I nodded my head and slid into my seat and Zack his. I pulled out of our driveway and went down the road to where Jack lived. He slipped in one of my CDs and we jammed out to Leavin by Mad Caddies. I turned it on full blast when I pulled up to Jack's house. I honked the horn and he ran outside taking the seat behind me.

"Hey, Jacko. What's up?" "Nothing much. thanks for the ride." "You're good, it's the least I could do considering you're friends with Zacky here." I said backing out of the drive way. I pulled out the neighbor hood and made the drive to Alex's a couple streets down. I pulled into his drive way, still blaring my music but now since Jack climbed in it's been changed to All the Small things by Blink. Matt ran over to the car and Alex strolled up. I turned down the music and rolled down my window. "By all means, Gaskarth. Take your time." I said giving him a smiled. "As if I'm the reason we're late by your standards." He said with a laugh trying to sliding into the car. "Jacko, I apologize but you get middle seat first."

"Ugghh, alright but this is cause I love you." He said sliding over so Alex could get in. "Love you, too you trouble maker." I said peeling out of the drive way turning on my CD's at the same time. I turned it up loud and sang along as we made our way to the party. "You could cut ties with all the lies that you've been living in and if you do not want to see me again I would understand, I would understand." Jumper by Third Eye Blind played. I pretended to play the guitar while driving with my knee. "That's not how you play a guitar." Alex said. I turned and looked at him, taking hold of the steering wheel again.

"Shut up, I can play how ever I want." I said sticking my tongue out and laughing. We eventually pulled up to the house and all got out. Jack came over and wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder. We walked in and went for the kitchen. Jack let go of me and leaned against the counter, I jumped up and set my butt on the counter. "Drink, my lady?" Alex asked me. "Sure, thanks." I said as he handed me a something, I don't know, mixed something or other.

Alex and Jack were deep in conversation and had been arguing about which movie was the best, it didn't matter what movie Alex said Jack felt Home Alone was the one and only. I laughed and pushed myself off the counter and walked out of the kitchen taking another sip of my third something or other. I rounded a corner and I felt a hand on my own. "Hey, Paige." Jake McKendrick said pushing my back against the wall. "Hey, Jake." I spoke back. "I was hoping you'd be here tonight." "Well, I'm here." I said and smiled at him. "Yep." He said and pushed his lips to mine. His tongue slipped in and I deepened it by throwing my arms around his neck. He and I made out standing against the hall for a few minutes before he pulled away out of breath, that's when it hit me I was a little buzzed.

"Come on." He said lustfully while taking my hand. He pulled me through the crowd and I watched people stare at me. I looked down as I followed Jake up the stairs. He pulled me into a bed room and sat us down on the bed then he kissed down my jaw and to my neck. I gasped and gripped his hair in my fingers. Then the door open and we both looked at the door. Jake's best friend Luke stood in the door way. Luke had a weird smile on his face. I looked at Jake who had the same look then it hit me what they wanted. "No way." I said and stood up. Jake grabbed my upper arm and pulled me back down. I pulled away and pushed myself off the bed.

Then Luke grabbed my arm. I whipped around and punched him in the jaw. He let go and held his face. I stormed out of the room and headed down the steps. I heard the two of them at the top. "You bitch!" I turned around and looked at the child who just yelled that, Jake. "Wow! How fucking original! Are you always this hostile when you don't get your way?!" I held up my arm so he could see the already forming bruise on it. "No! I said that cause you are one! You're also a tease!" "Tease?! You came up to me!" I yelled back. "Cause I knew you would let me in with out a second of thought, you're easy." He said and crossed his arms across his chest. "Fuck you, Jake!"

"You almost did." He said back. I gave him a death glare and walked off heading back into the kitchen while people stared at me. I looked for the guys but couldn't see them. "Fuck." I whispered and went outside. "Zack." I said. "Yeah." I heard him say over by a little fire pit out side. "Can we get out of here?" I asked practically begging. "Yeah sure." He said standing up. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Nothing, don't worry about it. Matt, Jack, Alex. We can head home you know sleeping arrangements and stuff, just is it alright if we leave?" I asked the three of them. "Yeah, of course." Alex said standing up first followed by the other two. We walked around the house and out to my car. I slipped in the driver side and pulled out once they were in.

I let a tears roll down my face once we were down the road a little ways. I quickly wiped them away. "What's wrong?" Zack asked me. "N-nothing, I'm fine." I said and tried to stop crying. I pulled up to our house. I quickly got out of the car. I went to the front door and stepped inside. Throwing my keys in the bowl I kicked off my shoes. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Jack. I twisted off the cap and took a big swig. Maybe I shouldn't have driven cause I didn't realize how drunk I actually was. That drink must have had massive amounts of alcohol in it. I continued to gulp the Jack down, then I heard the door shut. I lowered the bottle and set it on the counter. They came into the kitchen.

"Already hitting the Jack I see." Zack said. I looked at him. "Shut up, Zack." I said half heartedly as I left the kitchen with my bottle and stumbled towards the stairs. "Can I please know what's wrong?" Zack sort of yelled at me. I turned at the top of the steps and looked at him. "People think I'm easy, they don't know me! How can they just assume and I'm not easy!" I said and turned back to my bedroom. I walk through my door and pull off my shirt. I threw it to the ground and it made a thud noise on the floor.

I pulled down my pants and stepped out of them. I grabbed the sweatshirt I was wearing earlier. I pulled it over my head and snuggled into it. I pulled back the covers of my bed and laid down, pulling the covers up to my neck. People don't know anything that I go through just what happened to my mom and I. That's the reason people think I'm easy cause I really don't care who I sleep with most of the time, I mean I don't go around and fuck everyone. I started to cry and the tears just flowed, I wish I had died that night 4 years ago. I'm afraid to die now, I would never want to leave my brother like our parents did. So that makes me cry even harder cause I'm stuck, here with this burning feeling gripping at my flesh.

The bed dipped and I felt two arms pull me into their chest. I expected it to be Zack but their arms were lanky. "I was wondering where that sweat shirt went." Alex said against my neck in the crook. I turned my body around and folded into his chest still crying. "Y-you can take it off-f." I said leaning up a little so he could. He helped me pull it off and tossed it to the floor. One of the boys always had to sleep in my room, Zack had a couch in his and one slept with him leaving the only spot left was the one next to me. "Hey, calm down. I know your not easy and that's all that matters is how your friends and family and people who care about you feel." I brought my lips closer to Alex's chest and kissed his collar bone. "Thanks, Alex." I said taking my face and burying it into the crook of his neck. "You're welcome, I'll always be here for you." Alex said. I smiled and snuggled further into his body.

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