Chapter 8

It was the day of the party and it was safe to say that we were all overly excited for it. We hadn't thrown a party in months now and hadn't really attended any for months either to be fair. I loved parties however. I loved dancing with my friends until god knows how long, getting all dressed up in either fancy or casual attire and well, having fun. I wasn't a drinker, I only drank alcohol at patties and events, unlike a lot of people I knew who were sneaking flasks in to classes at college. No hate though, you do what you gotta do. But I wasn't that kinda girl that would boast about never drinking, because I did despite being underage. However, I had only ever been drunk drunk a handful of times which was something I was happy about. I was too afraid to get drunk most of the time because I hated not having control over my body.

So why do you let a criminal control you?

I think my sub conscious secretly hated me. Ever since my second encounter with him which obviously was a lot more h