by Dawn Martens
As soon as he is done, he looks down at me and his eyes get really big. "Fuck Lindy. I'm sorry. I’m so fucking drunk that I didn’t even think about what I was doing.” He shakes his head. “Shit, that should have never happened.” He jumps up, pulls up his pants, and walks out the door.
I look up, just as the door shuts. I cannot believe he left me like that. I reach up and lock the door. Then curl up into a ball and cry.
It takes me twenty minutes to get myself cleaned up and back downstairs. I look around, until I see Tara with some of her band friends. I walk straight to her and whisper in her ear. “I need to get out of here. Now!"
She looks at me for a moment, I can tell that she knows something bad has happened. She finally nods, and we make our way through the party. We have almost made it to the door, when I hear Kelsey's voice. I turn my head to look at Lucas, his friend Daniel, and Kelsey standing near the wall.
"I know what I heard. You were doing Piglet in the bathroom." She says while looking at Lucas.
"Luke, did you really fuck that pig?" Asks Daniel, with a disgusted look on his face.
"No way man. My dick would fall off if it got too close to that fat ass." Lucas says, and they all start to laugh.
I gasp, and Lucas turns to look at me. I can see the anguish in his eyes, but he doesn’t apologize.
"You guys must be kidding. There's no way Lindy would let a douche like Luke touch her." Tara says as she pulls me out of the party.
Tara and I don't talk on the way home. I just look out the window and do my best to keep from crying. When we pull into my driveway, I start to get out but Tara grabs my hand. "I'm really sorry Lindy." I nod and pull away.
I make my way into my bedroom, doing my best to avoid my mom. I walk over to my window and lock it. Then, I climb into bed and break into tears. I'm still crying a few hours later, when I hear someone try to open my window. Then, he starts to knock on it. I put my face into my pillow, to muffle the sound of my sobbing. Lucas knocks a few more times, then I hear him walk away.
The next morning, Mom helps me pack my stuff into Tara's car. She gives me a hug, and I climb in. We are just pulling out of the driveway when Lucas comes running out his front door.
"Lindy! Wait!" he screams.
I look over at Tara and shake my head. We drive away, and I don’t even look back.
