I try to clear my head as the warm water rush over my body. The steam fills the room making everything cloudy like my mind felt at the moment. I can't believe I almost kissed Jackson Miller. First of all, never in my life would a guy like that ever want to kiss me —my ex-boyfriend didn't even kiss me— and quite frankly I was starting to wonder if my lips looked too dry or just unappealing.

Stepping out the shower I quickly wrapped the towel hanging on a rack around my waist and let my hair fall in damp waves against my back as I decide to let it air dry. Self-consciously I licked my lips just to make sure they weren't dry. In a few minutes I was wearing a black dress that reached my mid-thigh and kept rolling up —yeah, that's the dress Jackson bought me— and black stilettos.

Sadie had texted me a few minutes ago instructing me what to wear and where to meet her. I have no idea why i'm doing this since I don't know where i'm going but i'm not going to stay here cooped up while Jackson and Aiden are out being adventurous. The dress didn't require a bra which made me even more uncomfortable but without thinking twice, I grabbed my black long strapped purse and threw it over my shoulder before pulling my phone out and texting Jackson.

I'm going to meet up w/ Sadie. Good luck on your criminal hunt.

~A

My phone vibrated within seconds as I locked the door of our dorm and headed outside.

Out where? and ...we have him.

~J

Of course they caught him. Part of me was secretly hoping they never did, I mean why would he all of a sudden decide to tell them everything he knows anyway, but if he was planning on escaping why did I have to leave the room?

Idk she just told me to meet her at the parking lot across the street. She's driving, apparently it's a surprise.

~A

I knew what he would say before he even sent it. Call me a prophet.

Tell me you're joking.

~J

I couldn't tell if he was mad or just genuinely worried. Part of me didn't care. I left my mom to be away from the controlling and now it's like I might've well stayed and married the richest bachelor like she wanted.

Sorry but I refuse to stay at home pretending to be your housewife while you're out on your escapades :/

~A

I tapped the trunk of my car lightly as I walked past it. I honestly don't remember why I promised Sadie I would do this, especially since it 11 pm.

Sweetie you don't need to be my housewife, my girlfriend can do that. And if you think torturing someone is fun ur more messed up than me.

~J

Torture? of course, that's why he didn't come back yet. Not that I was waiting for him...or anything. I frowned remembering the two deceased bodies I saw in the warehouse. It felt like months but it has only been a couple weeks. I remember how dark Jackson's eyes got, how completely transformed he was.

Don't hurt him!

~A

I knew it was hopeless but I had to try at least.

What happens to Alfonso is not up to me. Seriously find out where ur going and txt me the exact address or don't go at all. or else.

~J

My blood grew cold.

Oh is that a challenge?

~A

Ashley i'm serious, don't you dare leave w/ out finding out where ur going first!!!

~J

Bye...btw ur girlfriend is a slut.

~A

I literally screamed after the message sent because I wasn't the one who wrote it. Sadie smirked throwing my phone back to me after turning it off. Jackson knows I would never say that right? I'm so dead.

" Why would you...?" I was dumbfounded.

" You ready?" She hopped in her car and opened the passenger side door for me to get in without another word. I hesitantly sat down and pulled on my seatbelt.

Silence filled the car as I thought maybe Jackson was right. "Where are we going?"

Sadie smiled widely. " I told you it's a surprise"

" I hate surprises" I muttered.

" Well you're gonna love this one" She countered and turned on the radio.

I stared out the window as side to side by Ariana Grande began to play in the background and sighed. We drove for about 20 minutes before we arrived in a neighbourhood filled with cars lined out like the president was in town for a visit. Sadie parked on the lawn of the house—more like mansion— that was causing all the attention.

" You took me to a party!" I glared at her.

" The best party in town," She giggled pointing to a sign on the house that read welcome to Kappa Tau Gamma!. " A frat party! Whoo!"

" Are you high?! you know I don't like parties like this" I got out of the car and slammed the door hoping one of the hinges could fly off.

" Which is exactly why I didn't tell you where we were going," She laughed. " Come on did you really believe we were doing anything else?"

I made a mental note of the street sign we passed indicating where we were. " No. Take me home"

" One hour," She begged as a guy holding a red cup in his hands walked over and started sliding his hand up her dress. She turned and kicked him in the nuts, then looked back at me. I gasped in shock. " Please Ash, I know Jackson is keeping you holed up in that dormitory of yours and you did say you wanted to experience college life"

She's right. " Fine one hour, then we meet back at this exact spot," I looked around at the crowd of people suddenly feeling nervous. There were so many people every room in the house seemed to be packed. " Any rules?"

She took a red cup from the guy who was just hitting on her and gulped the contents down in split seconds. " Oh yeah tons—" she laughed when my face became hopeful. " I'm not going over everything right now, just don't do what you feel uncomfortable with, make sure you don't go into any of the bedrooms alone....oh and have fun!"

With that she grabbed a random guy by the shirt, started making out with him and left. The air reeked of alcohol, marijuana and vomit. The music was playing so loud every glass on the house was rattling uncontrollably. Inside was worse.

" Want a joint, sexy?" A guy blond guy staggered over to me and offered as soon as I entered the house.

" Oh," I coughed, politely moving his hand that was holding the blunt away from my face. "No thank you"

" Ok toots" He planted a sloppy wet kiss on my cheek and tried to run, instead he tripped over his own feet and spilled his 'punch' on a bimbo chick who was grinding on a very drunk but attractive ebony guy. I squealed in disgust as I wiped the slobber from my face.

Oh this should be fun.

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