(RORY’S POV)
“What the fuck, Laurel!” Todd roared angrilly. “She took it when I wasn’t looking I swear!” Laurel said glaring at me. I giggled, because I could not stop myself and then crossed my legs where I sat. “Really, stop yelling at him. I was the one who took your drink. This was supposed to be mine.” I said pointing at the empty glass of Juice before realization hit me and I giggled. “Oops! I drank that too.” Todd sighed. “Come on, let’s get you home, This was a bad idea.” He murmured coming to take my hand in his but I swing my arm away. “No! I don’t want to go home.” I whine narrowing my eyes. “Who’s a party popper now?” “You’re drunk Rory!” He growled at me. He only ever called me Rory when he was serious or mad. I guess it was both for now. “I’m not. Tipsy, maybe.” I say and then I throw my hands up. “I’m trying to be fun not boring like Jason said! I mean he’s here having fun so I must have been really boring.” Todd’s brows furrowed and he came closer to me with a deep, concerned look in his eyes. “Is he the reason why you took the shot?” He asked. “What else was I supposed to do when I saw him having fun and sucking some girl’s face off?” I said blowing a raspberry. Hurt flickered through Todd’s eyes and then it was replaced with anger as he balled his fists. I wagged my fingers at him. “Na-ah, Todd O’Connor. I know that look.” I said. “Don’t do anything crazy.” Todd was just about to say something when someone out shouts some words and I see a number of kids darting towards a direction . “What’s happening?” I asked confused. “They want to play dare.” Laurel said excitedly as he rubbed his hands and headed for the door. “I think I’ll leave you two to sort out your issues. I’m going for some fun.” “We’re coming too.” I said standing up but Todd stood in front of me immediately. I groaned. “What’s wrong with you?” I asked him. “You’re drunk and whatever decision you’re taking right now is because of the Alcohol. Trust me, you don’t want to play dare.” He said. “Well I do! I’m not always boring and safe you know?” I spat back with a slur. That’s not true. I think I’m always boring and safe. If not for my books or my podcasts, I’m hardly ever interested in any more things. So yes he was right. It was the Alcohol but it was not making me swoon or say rubbish. I just felt excited and energized. “I feel guilty for this. I shouldn’t have brought you here.” He said and there was genuinely a flash of regret in his eyes. “Oh my goodness Todd!” I complained this time with a strain in my voice. “You’re the one who said I could come here and have fun and forget about Jason. I’m old enough to have some alcohol and I’m not acting a fool so please stop being a bummer! You’re acting like my strict dad!” Todd pursed his lips at my scolding and then he sighed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. You’re not acting silly or anything…..” he hesitated before saying in a soft tone. “I just don’t want you doing what you don’t want to do.” I smile and cup his face in my hand. Something flashed in his eyes and I gave myself an inner blow for this action. It was the booze obviously, I was too shy to hold Todd’s face. Ruffle his hair? Punch him in the shoulder? Flick his ears? Pinch his side? Hell yes! That was a normal thing! “I appreciate your care, kind sir but I promise you I’m fine.” I said before taking his hand in mine. “Now let’s go and play Dare.” He let me pull him along . I didn’t know the directions but seeing where others were headed, I followed. We soon got to where it was holding. Outside a very large patio, kids were seated in a big circle giggling about. Some just stood afar and watched while others watched from the transparent sliding doors and from the balcony. Laurel called us over to sit beside him after making some kids scoot over. As we got settled, Todd’s hand instinctively landed on my waist in a protective manner to pull me close to him. It was just a simple friendly action to him I’m sure but it exhilarated every single feeling in my body. “We have our players people!” Joe the boy who was hosting this party said as he stood in the middle of the circle. Everyone erupted in cheers “Now, anyone who dares to back away from the game has to strip naked and walk to the pool.” He announced. There were squeals of excitement as he pointed at the pool which was some distance from where we sat. “Hell yeah!” Laurel cheered on. I gulped imagining walking naked. “Candy, we can still back out now.” Todd leaned over and whispered in my ear sending waves of thrill round my body. I could see Jason and his partner watching from the balcony. Call me whatever but I didn’t want to look like a chicken. Not just any chicken. A boring chicken. “No. I want to play.” I said with a forced grin. Todd looked surprised and then he shrugged. “Now lets play dare!” Joe announced accompanied by anticipated cheers. The spinning of the bottle began and each time I could feel my chest tighten. Someone was dared to lick someone’s toes, someone was dared to give another a two minutes blow job (in front of everyone might I add! I was shocked to my bones!) Leslie was dared to take of her top for two rounds of the game and she did it in a heartbeat, guy’s whistled at her hungrily and I could not help but still a glance at Todd who to my very surprise wasn’t paying attention. The bottle was spinner several times and I was beginning to relax because I thought I would not get involved n the game. But then the bottle stopped and it was facing Todd. The other side was pointed at Majorie Kennedy. Majorie used to be best friends with Leslie but from what we all heard, they stopped being friends when Leslie fucked Majorie’s boyfriend when she was on one of the many breaks with Todd. The tension was obvious in the room and I heard Laurel guffaw and whisper to Todd. “She’s totally going to dare you to fuck her in the bathroom.” He whispered. I couldn’t help the hairs on back that stood in alarm. I tried to fight it back repeating to myself that this was a game and that Todd was not my boyfriend. “I dare you.” Majorie began with a smirk on her face. The silence stretched on with everyone holding breaths. I could see Leslie glaring at her former best friend. “I dare you to French kiss your Nerdy best friend, Rory for three solid minutes.” She finally announced with a mischievous glint in her eyes. I felt like I had just been punched in my stomach.(RORY’S POV)I stared at my reflection, a critical eye raking over my appearance. My curls rested on my head like a chaotic halo, seemed to have a mind of their own, spilling over my head like a lion's mane caught in a perpetual gust of wind. A groan escaped me as I dragged my fingers through the unruly mass, a futile attempt to tame the wildness that mirrored the burgeoning chaos within me. The mirror offered no solace, only a magnified view of my burgeoning frustration.With a sigh, I turned from my reflection, grabbed the mouthwash, and gurgled a generous amount, the minty freshness a stark contrast to the burgeoning heat in my cheeks. A quick pat with a towel, and then, driven by an inexplicable urgency, I raced downstairs. Every step on the wooden staircase echoed the frantic beat of my heart. My hand trembled slightly as I reached for the doorknob. The cool metal offered a fleeting sense of calm before I twisted it and pulled the door open. And then, as if on cue, my breath hit
(BACK TO RORY’S POV) MY dad never stays with us for up to a week. He never gets the chance too because somehow, his job finds a way of getting in between. So it was not surprising to me as I found out my Dad was gone when I came downstairs this morning. Rosalie was getting ready to leave for school as she told me that our dad received a call very early this morning.“I wanted to wake you but he said to let you sleep.” She told me. I felt my chest tighten but I held my chin up and nodded, acting like I did not really care even though I could feel the hurt in my chest. “Where’s Aunt Ryan?” I asked throwing a quick glance around the living room where we were standing.“She took dad to the airport and then went to have some work done. She isn’t gone yet, she’ll probably be here when you get back home.” She said to me as she zipped up her bag and put the strap over her shoulder. “Do I sleep so deeply? It’s like everyone planned today without me knowing.” I murmured folding my arms
(THIRD PERSON’S POV) The metallic clang of Larry Davis’s fork against the plate echoed through the dining room, cutting through the pleasant classical music like a discordant note. All eyes, including Rory’s, snapped to him. A knot of dread tightened in Rory’s stomach. She knew this was coming.“Are you all right?” Aunt Ryan’s voice, though soft, held concern as she looked at Larry, then at Rory and Todd.Larry pushed his plate away with a loud scrape, his gaze fixed on Todd. “All right? How can I be all right when my daughter has changed so much right before my eyes?” His voice, though not a yell, was laced with a palpable anger. “Rory used to be different. She was a quiet girl, focused on her studies, a nerd even, and I was proud of that. Now… now look at her.” His eyes flicked to Rory, a mixture of hurt and accusation in their depths. “She’s completely different, and it’s all because of this boy.” He gestured dismissively towards Todd.Rory felt a surge of indignation. How dare he
(RORY’S POV) The tension in the room was so thick that it could be cut with a knife. Before we settled around the table, Aunt Ryan connected her phone to the home theatres and put on some classical music.“Some of my work stuff to brighten the mood.” She said shooting a bright smile to us all before she went about humming along to the tune as she set the table.Rosalie and I helped, even though what I really wanted to do was sit down beside Todd and glare at Dad, who was using icy stares to try and make Todd uncomfortable.Todd was alright. I noticed it when I settled down beside him. His shoulders were relaxed and he had a simple neutral expression that was very polite to me. My heart was swelling with pride when he gave me a quick smile as if to assure me that everything was fine.He did not look sad or angry even though Dad’s behavior was enough to make him feel either of the two in an excessive amount.“So,” Aunt Ryan started when we were minutes in to our dinner and the only sou
(RORY’S POV)Sure enough! It’s my dad! Stomping and marching angrilly towards Todd and I like we were criminals standing on his piece of land. Todd released his grip on me just as dad got to where we were and I in turn sprang to action, jumping in front of Todd so I could face dad.He looked like he wanted to punch Todd in the face or something was. He had a burning fiery look in his eyes, a look that told of his rage.“You scoundrel! Did I not warn you to stay away from my daughter?” Dad growled angrilly ignoring me standing in between them and still trying to get around me to Todd.“Dad! Please stop! He has done nothing wrong!” I begged.My voice was shaking, I did not sound confident. I sounded like I was deeply begging, just like I was but Dad looked down on me and after a growl, he pushed me to the side gently but firmly.“No please.” I said trying to get my footing but Dad was already over to Todd and he had gripped his collar jerking him hard.“Dad!” I screamed. “Please stop!”
(RORY’S POV) Spending time with Aunt Ryan made me realize how much I missed her. Even though I have always called her aunt, she has felt more like a big sister to me. Might I remind you that Aunt Ryan and Nana Rue (My sweet grandma) are the people who made losing mum less harder to deal with. They surrounded us with so much love after her loss. We cried together, mourned together, healed together and laughed together. Dad was almost always away and sometimes I wonder what would have happened to us if my grandma and aunt were not in the picture. It’s almost dinner time and Aunt Ryan and I are playing a game of chess. She’s probably the only person of giving me a hard time with this game and thats because she taught me everything I know.Dad is seated on the couch with Rosalie. Rosalie is invested in our game as she keeps on reacting but as for Dad, I don’t know that he is. After what happened between us this morning, it think he is mad at me but trying o keep his calm because A