Whiskey Lullaby

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.