I went downstairs and I found my way to the kitchen.

When I entered, my eyes suddenly spotted an untouched chocolate cake resting on a baking tray at the countertop.

I slowly looked around in the kitchen to see if it was a minor trap, but the idea sounded ridiculous in my head.

Then I approached the counter as if it was Lucifer calling to me from Hell's gate.

I slightly chuckled at the thought before I decided to take a slice of the cake while fetching a plate from the cupboard.

I took a seat at the counter, on a stool and I slowly ate the slice of cake in silence.

When I was finished, I washed the plate at the kitchen sink before I placed it into the dryer.

I returned to my bedroom then I entered my bathroom to prepare myself for the party.

After a warm bath, I wrapped a towel around my body after sliding into my underwear and I walked into my bedroom.

Then I gasped in surprise when I saw Tyson laying in my bed.

"Tyson?" I asked with glaring eyes as I checked my window.

"What the heck are you doing in my bedroom?" I snapped while I went over to my bedroom door.

"I told you, I would be here by 7 o'clock and it's..." He suddenly stopped talking when he made eye contact with me.

I scoffed as he slowly sat up in my bed while checking me out.

"You told me, few meters from my house gates." I recalled as I tightened the towel around me and he sat, quietly.

"Not few meters inside my fricking bedroom." I said as I returned to my window and he curiously watched me.

"And through my window." I predicted as I examined the curtain at my dormer window before closing it.

"I didn't even know it was minutes past 7 o'clock." I groaned while I touched my forehead in frustration.

"Where's your clothes?" I heard him asking and I glanced at him with an eye closed as I ran my hand through my hair.

"How am I supposed to change when you're sitting in my bedroom?" I asked, curiously as I motioned a hand towards him.

When he stood up from my bed, I realized he was wearing a black sweatpants with a gray pull-over sweater attached with a black leather jacket and a pair of boots.

"I am going to the bathroom to get a leak, by the time I'm done, you should be wearing some clothing.'' He said as he slowly approached me.

"If not..." He stood in my personal space as he looked me in the eyes.

"I will surely explore more than just a few meters inside your bedroom.'' He stroked my cheek then I watched as he entered my bathroom.

Then I just stood there scoffing.

"Ashley, are you getting ready?" I heard him questioning from inside my bathroom.

I exhaled a deep breath.

Then I quickly threw the towel onto my bed and I found a pair of suitable clothing alongside a black leather jacket from my closet.

I managed to apply perfume before I slide into my clothing then I sat on my bed with a pair of black heels .

I heard the bathroom door opening and I looked up to see Tyson entering my bedroom...

"Aren't you a good girl." Tyson smirked while he looked at me with his hands crossed over his chest.

I slipped into my heels.

"Well, let's go before I change my mind." I rolled my eyes as I stood in my heels while catching my hair into a ponytail.

He nods.

*********

He pulled up at a modern house with party lights flashing on the outside and through the windows without a sound of music.

I hopped off the bike and I fixed my ponytail while he stood beside me with his helmet in hand.

"Stop fiddling." He told me while he placed the helmet on his bike.

"I'm not fiddling." I objected as I slowly looked around at the other parked vehicles nearby the house.

"Well, let's go inside." He said while he motioned me to move along and I nodded.

We walked up to the porch and he knocked on the door while I exhaled a deep breath then the door was opened by a guy.

"Tyson, man." The guy greeted Tyson with a bro hug.

"You finally showed up. And who's the hot chick?" He turned his attention to me and I tilted my head to the side to take a glimpse inside the house.

Tyson chuckles as he wrapped his arm over my shoulders and I raised a brow at him.

"My girlfriend." Tyson said while he kept his attention on the guy.

"In your dreams." I muttered to myself as I looked down at my heels.

"You have a girlfriend? Nah, bro." I looked at the guy when he shook his head while chuckling.

Tyson shrugged.

"Dude, you got it all wrong. She's just a friend and she's also a girl." Tyson told him while he slowly looked at me.

I slightly glared at him.

"Oh, well, if that's the situation, maybe you could hook me up with this one." The guy smirked at me as he rubs his hands together and I scoffed while watching him.

Tyson tensed up beside me.

"Yeah, maybe." Tyson said as he pulled me closer to his side while caressing my upper arm and I stared at him with curiosity.

The guy chuckled.

"Come in and let's get this party started!" The guy suggested while giving us a path to enter and we both walked into the house.

He closed the door behind us before he walked towards a group of people in the hallway and I slowly looked around.

Then the music suddenly started to bang throughout the house with a next level of bass and I watched as everyone started to party with enthusiasm.

"Don't go too far." I noticed Tyson was shouting at me due to the loud music.

"Where are you going?" I yelled as I turned to him.

"Over to some friends." He responded while pointing in a direction.

"And don't accept drinks from anyone, here." He touched my shoulder and I glanced at his hand before staring at him.

"You don't know what they will give you." He warned me before he removed his hand from my shoulder to ruffle his hair.

I slowly nodded.

"So, you were just planning on ditching me at this party?" I crossed my hands underneath my chest while staring at him as the music slowly descended.

He slightly chuckled before he exhaled a deep breath while looking at the floor.

"Okay, let's go together, geez." He suggested before rolling his eyes at me.

Then he wrapped his hand around my waist while pulling me closer to his side and we started to walk through the party.

I smirked.

*********

When I realized Tyson ditched me in the living room which was full of unknown people and drunk assholes, I decided to find my way to the kitchen.

I felt light headed and wasted, but I somehow managed to stumble into the kitchen.

"I'm the one, yeah." I sang to the music playing while I fetched water from the kitchen sink with my empty cup.

"Hey, beautiful." A voice suddenly appeared in the kitchen and I slowly turned around to see a guy approaching me.

"I'm not interested." I told him while I moved away from the sink with my head feeling dizzy.

"But, I am." He chuckled as he bumped into me and I stumbled against the wall.

"Well, that's too bad, huh." I laughed at him while leaning against the wall as my vision got more clearer.

"Shut up." He snapped at me as he raised his hand to slap me in the face and I continued to laugh.

"And why should she listen to you?" I looked to see Tyson leaning against the refrigerator in the kitchen with his arms crossed over his chest.

"And who might you be?" The guy turned to approach Tyson instead.

"Her boyfriend?" The guy continued and I watched as Tyson pushed his hands into his pockets.

"No, but I'm the guy who just fucked your Mom." Tyson smirked and the guy stood his grounds while I looked between them.

"And she said, I should tell you how much she had a great time since your Father can't compare." Tyson shrugged while looking at the guy.

"You're dead!" The guy shouted before he charged at Tyson and my eyes widened.

I watched as Tyson moved out the way and the guy bumped into the refrigerator while groaning. Then the guy turned to Tyson with a tackle, but ended up rolling onto the floor when Tyson smoothly moved out the way.

I blinked twice.

"I could be your step-dad, you know, but unfortunately, your Mom ain't my type." I watched as Tyson pulled him up from the floor by his shirt before laughing.

"So, get moving before your Mom starts calling my phone for a next round." Tyson shoved him towards the exit and he glared while he slowly stumbled out of the kitchen in silence.

"You are so disrespectful." I pointed a finger to Tyson and he looked at me.

Then I watched as my cup slipped from my hand to the floor.

"Are you okay?" I looked at Tyson while he pulled me away from the spilled water on the floor.

"Yes, my prince in shinning armor." I giggled as I playfully smacked his cheeks.

He stared at me.

"Are you drunk?" He asked while looking curious and I gripped onto his shirt while looking at his face.

"Show me those hidden dimples." I cooed as I stroked his cheeks and he quickly held onto my hands.

"Ashley." He spoke in a warning tone as he removed my hands from his face.

I rolled my eyes.

"You're the one who gave me a drink after I had five round of shots and now, I'm a wasted motherfucking bitch." I screamed before I started to dance to the music which was playing...

"Party in the USA." I screamed with my hands in the air.

"Ashley, I didn't give you anything to drink since we got here and you're the one who drank all my shots." He informed me and I frowned as I looked at him to realize he was slightly glaring at that point.

"Yes, you did." I said as I pointed my finger in his face which turned out to be my thumb.

"And you left me all alone, too." I said as I slowly retreated my thumb from his face and I started to examine my thumb.

"I'm sorry, but I received an important call, so I had to step out for a while." I heard and I looked around before staring at him.

"Oh, my...You just apologized!" I squealed as I clapped my hands.

"I can't believe you're this drunk." He chuckled before rolling his eyes as he looked the other way and I scoffed while putting my hands on my hips.

"I heard what I heard." I told him then I realized which song was playing in the living room.

"Slow down, grab the wall, wiggle like you're trying to make your ass fall off..." I yelled as I heard the music hitting the beat and Tyson looked at me.

"Gas pedal! Gas pedal! Gas pedal!" I screamed as I tried to climb onto the countertop and Tyson held me back while he chuckled.

"Ashley, I really need to take you home." Tyson said while he pulled me away from the counter and I glared at him.

"No! I don't want to go!" I pouted while trying to escape his arms.

"And who's going to stop me?" He asked before he picked me up bride style.

I gasped as I held onto his shirt.

"I don't want to go...and don't you fucking drop me!" I informed him while looking at the floor and I heard him laughing.

"I won't." He told me and I looked at him in silence.

He started to carry me and I watched as we went on the outside, then to the driveway to find his bike.

He placed me on my feet and I exhaled a deep breath as we stood beside his bike. Then I watched as he threw his foot over his bike and he looked at me.

I slowly hopped onto the bike, behind him and I wrapped my hands around his chest while holding onto his shirt with my head resting on his back.

"Hold on tight, blonde." I heard him saying and I groaned in respond as I continued to hold onto his shirt.

The bike rumbled before he pulled out onto the road with his helmet.

When we finally pulled up at the mansion gates, I hopped off the bike and I ran a hand through my hair since my ponytail was long gone.

"You can walk up to your house, right?" He asked as he removed his helmet to look at me.

I nodded.

"Well, I will see you at school if you're not grounded." He slight smirked at me and I rolled my eyes in silence.

"Bye, blonde and I had a good time, I might say." He admitted with a nod before he wore his helmet.

I waved bye to him with a slight chuckle then I watched as he slowly drift his bike away.

I sighed while I walked through the gates and I told the guards 'goodnight' before I walked up to the mansion.

After I silently entered the house, I went straight to my bedroom and I took a warm bath to refresh myself from the scent of alcohol.

I put on a pair of underwear and hoodie then I turned the lights off before I crashed into my bed.