Completed 12/21/16* 'Now, I'm face to face with the one person I've feared my whole life. He smirks at my trembling hands and the fear in my eyes. He looks at me with dark, cold eyes and lifts the knife that's dripping with blood.'
17-year-old Nico...
Thank you to GiselleMartinez334 , obrienlover2001 and bornindecember for suggesting names to call my readers. But when I meant animal names I literally meant animals like turtles, squirrels, pandas, dolphins etc. 😂 I'm gonna go with obrienlover2001 's name of Gizmo! You're all my little Gizmos 😘
~~~~~ ' "We don't have to go to the party tomorrow if you don't want," Ali offers. "No! We're going. I want to live my life," I wipe my tears. "Ok. Well, if you change your mind, that's cool too," Julie smiles sympathetically. '
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Nicole's P.O.V
I stand in my room in my bra and panties just contemplating my reflection for a long while.
I can still bail..
I snap myself out of it and remind myself why I'm going. I can do this. Ethan doesn't even know about the party. I take a deep breath. I slip my shorts over my black lace panties, slip on my top and cardigan and put my shoes on. I check the time, 11:47. I take a deep breath.
I lift myself out the window and leave a crack open. I jog towards the front yard where Julie and Ali are waiting with Ali's car.
"Hey, you made it," Ali cheers. We drive off to the party. "Where's the party anyways?" I ask. "My sister's friend knows a guy who's throwing a house party at his beach house," she squeals.
"Beach house? Nice," I cheer. "What did you finally decide to wear?? we never got to see after the..incident," she quiets down. "I'm ok now though," I clear my throat to relieve the silence. "It's a crop top, cardigan, shirts and Converse," I shine my phone flashlight. she nods. There's that silence again.
We arrive and are given red cups with drinks. "Fancy," our eyes widen and we laugh. "Well, I know what I came here for," she chuckles. "Are you gonna be ok?" She asks.
"Yeah! Have fun girl!" Ali shouts. Julie walks away and Ali and I find someplace to sit. I sit on the couch and Ali joins a group of drunk teens playing beer pong.
"Hey I'm Ali, can I join?" She asks. "Sure!" They smile. Ali takes the ping pong ball and bounces it off the table and it splashes into a cup. She takes the cup and chugs it.
"Woah!" they scream. Everyone takes turns playing but aren't as skillful as Ali. She gets the ball into a cup a fourth time in a row and the people chant and scream, "Ali! Ali! Ali!"
