"I already told you, no," I tell her.
"But whyyy?" she whines again. "Adam will be there!"
"I don't care. I don't want to see him," I say, my heart twisting at the mention of his name.
"Lexxa, please go with me," she begs as she stares at me through the mirror. "For me, please? You're my best friend, it shouldn't be this hard to convince you to go somewhere with me," she accuses.
I groan and stare at her. "I hate when you guilt trip me like that," I say, annoyed.
"Does that mean yes?" she asks smiling.
"No."
Her smile fades and she pouts.
"Lexxa, you are going, no matter what. You have no choice in this matter. I am your best friend and that gives me the right to force you to go places with me. Especially when my best friend is depressed."
"I am not depressed," I say.
"Oh yeah? So then why haven't you gone out and had fun?" she retorts.
I stay quiet and stare at the floor.
"Exactly."
***
Three hours later we are in the cab and on our way to the end of the year college party thrown by some club I never cared about.
Ally had curled my hair and put makeup on me to make me look "fabulous". She even took the liberty of picking my outfit for tonight too. She dressed me in a white crop shirt showing the black laced strapless bra and my stomach along with leather black shorts finishing the outfit off with a pair of black gladiator sandal.
When I looked in the mirror, I almost didn't recognize myself.
The cab stops at a big house with trees surrounding the sides and Ally pays the cab fare before getting out. The music is loud and people are walking in and out of the house. Ally squeals in excitement and drags me towards the house. We push through the crowd and make it to the back yard where the real party is at.
People are dancing everywhere, grinding up on each other. Some are standing on the sides, drinking and talking and some are jumping into the big pool and swimming. Laughter is in the air and the feeling is contagious.
Ally drags me to the makeshift dance floor and we start to dance, blending into the crowd. Guys comes to us and starts to grind against us. I lose myself in dancing and a cute, hot guy comes to me, grabbing my arms to wrap around his neck and then wrapping his own arms around my waist.
He pulls my waist against his crotch and I can feel him get harder as we continue to dance and grind against each other. He turns me around and rests his hands on my hips, pulling me into him. His mouth is on my neck, kissing me and I let my head fall back, giving him room.
His hand sneaks under my crop shirt and I stop his hand from going any further. He smiles against my neck and gives me a little bite. I moan and he flips me back around so that I am facing him.
He kisses me on my lips and I pull away. I try to walk away but he holds onto my hands.
"Where you going, sexy?" he asks, smiling.
"To get a drink," I tell him.
"I'll go with you," he says and leads me to the tubs of ice filled with bottles of beers.
He pops one open and hands it to me, then pops one for himself. I drink from it greedily, thirsty from all the dancing.
I turn around and see Adam staring at me. He starts to walk toward me and I panic, not wanting to talk to him. Halfway towards me, a girl intercepts him and he is forced to stop and talk to her. Her body is pressed up against him and my heart twists, making it difficult to breathe.
I turn away from them and the hot guy grabs my arm and pulls me against him and kisses me full on the mouth. His hands wrap itself into my hair and pulls as he kiss down my jaw to my neck.
I whimper in pain as his hand continues to pull my hair, but I don't move away. I want the distraction he is giving me. He licks my neck and goosebumps erupts all over my body.
"Excuse me," I hear Adam say.
Hot guy lets go of my hair and pulls me around so his arm is around my waist. He smiles and winks at me then stares at Adam.
"Can I help you?" he says, annoyance in his tone.
"Yes, can I speak to her alone?" Adam says, annoyance also in his tone.
"Do you know this guy?" hot guy turns to me and asks.
I stare at Adam and he is staring at hot guy's arm around my waist as if he wants to cut it off.
"No, I don't know him," I say, even though my heart is yelling at me for saying such a thing.
Adam looks at my face, his hurt showing through his eyes and a part of me wants to kick myself for hurting him, but another part of me is satisfied that I was able to hurt him the way he hurt me.
"You heard the girl. Now get lost," hot guy says, pulling me away.
"Lexxa," Adam says, still staring at me.
I ignore him and let hot guy drag me away. Adam pulls my arm to make me stay and hot guy gets angry. He lets me go and throws his fist at Adam.
Adam easily dodges hot guy's fists and punches hot guy in the stomach. Hot guy groans and falls to the ground. He gets up and he is furious. He charges at Adam head first but Adam doesn't flinch. Hot guy runs into Adam and Adam hits him on the back with his elbow making hot guy fall to the ground again.
A crowd has formed around us cheering and Adam's group of football players come running to Adam's rescue. They hold hot guy back as he gets up and starts to charge towards Adam again. They tell him to calm down and Adam has shifted his attention to me.
He tells his buddies thanks, and starts to walk towards me. I look around and see Ally in the crowd with her mouth gaping open. I back up towards the crowd and instead of being able to blend in and run away like I was hoping, the crowd moves away from me, letting Adam get near me.
We are staring at each other as I continue to back away. I hear one of his buddies yell out to everyone to go back and enjoy the party and the crowd slowly disburse back to what they were doing before. Adam reaches for my arm and drags me away from the party and into the house. He pushes me into a room and I hear someone shriek.
"Get out of here," Adam demands without bothering to look at them.
The guy is dragging the girl by the hand as they scramble out of the room. Adam slams the door shut and starts toward me. I look around me, trying to find a place I can run to without being cornered. I avoid the bed and move towards the open space in the room.
Adam is annoyed, he is angry and hurt. But I am also. I can't believe he thinks he has the right to do this to me when he was the one who made out with that cheerleader at the last game of the year.
"Stop playing games with me Lexxa," he growls as he moves faster towards me.
"I'm not playing games. Let me go. I don't want to talk to you. You have no right to drag me away from him. I'm not yours, Adam. I don't belong to you!" I yell, my anger rising.
I bump into the wall and Adam catches up to me, stopping me before I am able to run. He slams my back into the wall and kisses me hard on my lips. I push him away, angry and hurt.
"You do belong to me Lexxa! You belong to me and only me!" he yells as he grabs my head with his hand and grabs a handful of hair.
He pulls me to him and kisses me again with angry passion.
My lips responds to his kiss even though my mind is trying to fight the urge to push my body against his and let him take me. My body screams in delight as his hands roughly grabs my breasts.
My mind makes my hands push him away and my body screams at my mind.
"I am no ones! Not yours, not anyones!"
"You really think so huh?" Adam says as he grabs a handful of my hair again.
He pulls my head back and stares me down as I whimper in pain.
"You have no idea, Lexxa. The moment you gave into me and gave me your body, you were mine. He had no right to kiss you, lick you or even touch you!" he yells, pointing his finger at the door.
"I am not yours!" I yell again. "He has the right because I let him! At least he didn't force himself on me like you are doing right now!"
He push me against the wall in anger.
"Damn it, Lexxa!" he yells, frustrated with my stubbornness.
"Fine. You want to leave and go back to him? Go. I can't stop you anyways! So go! Leave and go fuck that weakling!" he says, his voice getting louder.
I am hurt that he gave up so easily. I just wanted an explanation as to why he kissed that damn cheerleader, but all he does is yell that I am his, as if I am just a toy.