It's been a long day and Harry still hasn't texted me. It's around seven o'clock, Emma will be here in a few minutes to pick me up for a party.

Tyler Young is always known for throwing huge bangers in the summer time. Senior year is done and over with so we are all going over to celebrate graduation and his eighteenth birthday. Parties aren't my typical scene I'm usually the designated driver for Emma and a few friends. But tonight Emma is insisting I have a few drinks and 'live a little' as she puts it.

I decide on wearing black high waisted shorts with a red tank-crop top. To finish off the look I put on my dark brown gladiator sandals. I straightened my brown long hair and put it in a pony tail so it's out of my face. I put on a bit of mascara and eye liner. I look decent I think to myself starring at my reflection. "Bye mom, bye dad." I yell walking out the front door into Emma's car.

We park across Tyler's house on the crowded street. When Tyler said he was throwing the biggest party ever, he meant it. This was like something you would see in the movies. The front yard was littered with red solo cups, beer cans, and a couch. Kind of cliché if you ask me.

"Ry! Em!" One of Emma's good friends Carly greets us at the door. "Let's get you guys a drink." She tugs our wrists into the crowded kitchen. She hands me a cup, I take a whiff of it. The smell of

raspberry vodka burns my nose.

"Come on Ry, don't think just drink." I close my eyes chugging the full cup. The alcohol burns going down my throat causing me to cough. "Wooh! It's a party now." Carly and Em cheer as the hand me another drink and laugh.

I take sips from my cup and watch Carly whisper something in Emma's ear causing Emma's mouth to form in an 'o' shape. "Hey Ry drink this." She says handing me a bottle labeled 'Hennessy'. I chugged half the bottle and immediately regret it. I feel light headed, dizzy, and very out of place. I'm completely drunk. It's getting hard for me to even stand by myself.

"I think she's ready." Carly says.

"Ready. For what?" I giggle.

"We're gonna have a little fun that's all Ry." Emma says assisting me up the stairs. "It's time you get laid."

What? No! I don't want this. I try to pull my body away from her tight grasp but it's useless. It's like my whole body went numb.

"Emma I don't want too." I think I say clearly enough.

"Ry, you're the only eighteen year old virgin that's in a hundred mile radius of this shit town." She says sitting me on a bed. "Plus it's easier losing it this way, it doesn't hurt as much."

"Well not until the next morning at least." Carly adds. "Carly." Emma bumped her.

They start stripping me down so I'm left in my bra and panties. "I don't want to do this Emma, please don't make me." I cry.

"Oh my God you little baby! Just shut up." Emma snaps.

Huh? Why is she acting like this..

"Listen Ry, Rion, you're my bestfriend and always will be.. But I got into some trouble with money and in order to pay them back they asked for a favor."

"Wha- what kind of favor." I gulp nervously.

"I bought some.. Stuff.. from Aaron Montez but some mix up happened so he asked if he could just fuck you and he'll drop it." She explains rubbing my thigh.

"Why? Why couldn't you just tell me. I don't want to lose my virginity. Can you please just tell him." I cry out.

"Sorry Ry it's too late for that. I'm really sorry.." She pleads getting off the bed and walking out of the room shutting the door.

What and the actual fuck his happening? My bestfriend is using me? I'm disgusted. I thought we were friends. We acted like friends.. Flashbacks appear in my mind of all those times Emma stood me up or when she would completely ignore me in front of 'our' friends, or how she uses me for rides to parties all the time. I knew it was odd when she offered to drive. Turns out it was all a trap.

I sit up slowly, my head is spinning and I'm seeing double vision. I stumble toward the door locking it. I pull my phone out going through the contacts on who I can call. Everyone that I ever known is here.. The thought of calling Harry crosses my mind.. As soon as I got to dial his number he calls me as if he knows I'm in trouble.

"He-hello Harry please come fast I need help." I rush the words out so fast I'm not even sure if I formed a complete sentence.

"Woah woah Rion are you okay? Where are you?" He asks in his voice low and accent thick.

"I'm at a party a-and I don't want to." I cry. "I didn't wanna drink and now their making me. Please Harry don't make me." The tears role down my face rapidly.

"Shh. Baby it's gonna be okay. Turn your phone location on and I'm coming to pick you up. Don't move." He replies back. "Fuck Rion. Don't move. Ahhhh. I can't get you I have uh.. Work." He swears under his breath. "I'm sending a car to get you."

"Rion! Open this door!" I hear Emma shout and pounds on the wooden frame. I gasp in fear and look for an escape route. I see a sliding screen door and run (slowly stumble) towards it making my way down the balcony stairs. I reach the road running till I'm at the end of the street. I look down at my hand and notice I'm still on the phone with Harry.

"Rion.. Rion hello?" I hear on the other line.

I take a seat on the curb with the music form the party blaring in the background.

"Yeah I'm here." I breathe out.

"Stay put my driver will be there shortly. Stay out of trouble. I got to go love." He says breathing heavily.

"Thank you." I whisper before hanging up.

What feels like hours later but is only minuets a black escalade pulls up to the curb. I jump up and step back nervously. A man steps out of the driver seat. "Rion Bellows." He says politely while opening the backseat door for me. "Y-yeah.. Thanks." I whisper taking a step into the car.

I must look awful. My hair has fallen out of my pony tail and my makeup must be smudged everywhere. "Can you take me home?" I ask nervously not really sure what to do at this point. "Of course." The bald man replies.

Texts from Emma start rolling in. I try hard to ignore them but my curiosity again gets the best of me and I can't help but read them.

: Ry it was just a joke!

I promise!

: we were gonna come in and just splash some water on you!

: this was suppose to be some silly game.

I stop reading them and delete her from my inbox so I don't have to read anymore. 'Some silly game.' That's really what she thought this was. I was scared I was gonna get raped. I had a panic attack. This was my first time drinking and I was completely terrified. Tears start rolling freely down my cheek as we pull into my driveway. The driver gets out and walks around to open my door. I exit the car and before I walk any further the driver stops me.

"Miss bellows. Mr.S-." He clears his throat. "Harry thought you may want this." He hands me a brown paper bag. I take it thanking the man again before I head inside. I walk up to my room ignoring my brother playing xbox in the living room with my dad. They were too concentrated on the game to even notice my presence.

I sit in my bed holding the brown bag. I dump the bag out to find some Advil, coconut water, and bananas. I pick up the note that fell out as well and read it.

For the hangover. xx

Harry who are you? And where have you been all my life?

Today I went to a Mass in the morning to honor my mother who passed away from cancer when I was 12. And a kid had the audacity to tell someone that "I need to get over my moms death because it happened 4 years ago." I honestly don't know how to respond to that. I literally never talk about my problems or my mother to anyone because I don't like the attention.. So I just keep to myself. I hate people.