Ch 19

Sam POV

I lay on my bed in my dark room, just staring up at the ceiling thinking about this day. I've never been more heartbroken in my life. It's the worst birthday ever: having your boyfriend break up with you in front of all of you're friends.

I continued to think about this day until I heard a knock at the door, which made me slowly turn my head towards the door.

At first, I didn't say anything. But after a few moments of faint whispers, another knock came. I sigh before saying "Come in".

The door cracks open and then slowly opens, revealing my roommates except for Colby.

"Hey Sam. Are you feeling any better?" Aaron asked, holding Buddy.

"Not really." I face the ceiling once more and close my eyes. I hear footsteps coming closer to me. I open my eyes and turn around, my back facing them.

"We're all really sorry for what happened." Devyn quietly said.

"Yeah. We tried talking some sense into Colby but he wouldn't listen." Corey said.

Just hearing that name made me quietly start crying again.

"Well, the party just started. Maybe that will help you." Elton said. "Do you want to go down?"

It took me awhile before I nodded my head. They helped me out of bed and wiped my tears. Devyn and Kat helped me pick out an outfit.

They settled for a pink short sleeve sweatshirt with a few rips on the side and black jeans. After fixing me, both physically and emotionally, all of us made our way downstairs.

The house was already packed. Music was blasting loudly. So loud that they had to scream to talk.

"Do you want us to stay with you?" Corey asked. I shook my head no.

"Nah, I'm fine." I say. It took them awhile before nodding.

"Ok. You know where to find us if you need us." He added before they all left in separate ways. I stayed in my spot for awhile before leaving it.

I walk around, giving a small fake smile to those who waved or said "happy birthday". I felt a hand touch my shoulder, making me turn around quickly.

I looked into the pair of beautiful, ocean blue eyes that I've known for 7 years. He looked back at me.

"Sam? You ok?" He said. I couldn't say anything, so I nodded even though him being next to me made me uncomfortable.

He opened his mouth to say something, but Brennen came up to us. "Babe, can you go get me some punch?" He said sweetly.

Colby gave him a threatening look before walking away. Brennen faced me.

"Do not go near him, Sam. Ok? Because if I catch you two anywhere near each other, I will give you more than just a few bruises and scrapes." He said threatening me.

"Why the hell should I listen to you, jack ass? I'd rather you hurt me than him." I said, trying to sound brave.

"Aww, how cute. He said the exact same thing." He said. He grabbed my shoulder, gently enough to make sure it looked normal, but strong enough to maybe make another bruise. He leaned in and whispered in my eye. "Do. Not. Tempt. Me, Golbach." He said.

Colby came back up to us, making Brennen let go and place an arm around Colby and walked away. I rubbed my shoulder, as my friends came running up to me.

"Sam, what did Brennen do?" Kat asked, lifting up my sleeve to see if I saw hurt.

"Nothing. He was apologizing for our fight." I said, trying to convince them.

"Are you serious?" Jake asked. I nodded. "I don't believe any of that."

"I'm serious. I'm fine. He was only apologizing for loosing his temper." I say. Kat rolled my sleeve back down.

"We'll discuss this later, but it's time for the Drinking Game." Elton say, walking us all to the kitchen.

"Drinking game? What's that?" I asked as he sat me down on a chair. Everyone else in the party filled into the kitchen. Elton placed out many bottles of alcohol.

"It's a tradition everyone in the house started when I turned 21. The person turning 21 sits on a chair as someone hands them cups of all types of alcohol. Kind of like your first taste test for alcohol." He said.

Once all of the bottles were set out, he pour what looked like wine into a shot glass and handed it to me, saying "Cabernet Sauvignon".

I put it to my mouth and tipped my head back, reacting to the strong, unusual taste. People watched, some recorded, and some got drinks for themselves.

When Elton handed me the next glass, I saw Colby watching. Corey went up to him and they started talking, until Brennen protectively walked in front of Corey, pushing him away.

Before I was even finished with my second drink, Elton handed me another. And it was only 3 out of what looked like hundreds of drinks.

This is going to be a long night.

Colby POV (one hour later)

Sam was on what seemed like his hundredth drink, Brennen placed a kiss on my cheek and told me he was leaving. "It's about time for that douche bag to leave" I thought. I didn't say anything as he left the house.

I checked my phone for the time: 1:30 am. Jesus, Sam's been at it for more than an hour. That much alcohol can't be good for someone, especially a new drinker.

Another 30 minutes past when he finally finished. Everyone in the party either went to carry on with the party or left. Almost everyone was drunk, including some underaged people.

I walked to the living room, my cup of punch in hand and talking to some people on the way.

Now, all of the roommates were drunk which was bad for everyone, but mainly Sam. He doesn't want to talk to me since he's still a bit angry, but I'm the only one that can if he needs help with something or gets upset.

But fuck that. This is his first time being drunk, so I'm going to be there for him. Whether he likes it or not.

I was talking with a girl I met when the party started when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around and saw Sam standing them.

"Hey Sam. What's up?" I ask.

"I need your help with something." He says in response.

"Sure. Lead the way." I say. He turned around and walks, but stumbles a lot. God, he's so drunk.

We slowly walk out of the living room through the crowd of people. He led me to the entry hallway, where no one was.

"What do you need-" I start until he walks up to me and hugs me, starting to kiss me. I could taste the alcohol. At first, I was shocked but went along with it until he started sliding his hands down. I grabbed them and took them off my body, breaking the kiss. He looks up at me in sadness.

"Sam, we can't do this." I saw.

"Do What?" He asked, slurring his words.

"Do this." I say, gesturing towards both of us.

"Yeah we can, Colbyyy." He whispers, leaning back in for a kiss. I push him away gently.

"Sam-" I start. He then places his hands on my shoulders tightly, trying to pull me in. "Sam, no!" I push back. "Sam, stop! You're drunk and I'm not going to take advantage of you!"

"But I want to do this!" He says, but I know it's not true if he's saying it while being drunk.

"I don't care! I'm not going to do that with you while you're drunk. Besides, you're dating Katrina." I say.

"Katrina can go fuck someone else. I want you." He says, placing his hands on the back of my head, aggressively pulling me into another kiss.

I couldn't do anything but stand there as he kissed me roughly, and turned it into a make out session. His hands grabbed mine and dragged me upstairs.

We took a few breaks to find our way without tripping. Soon, we made it to my bedroom. He shut the door and cornered me against it letting the kiss get rougher.

His hands move down and... yeah. I couldn't even tell what was happening right now. Just a few hours ago, he was crying because he was angry with me. Now, we're here, in my bedroom and touching each other. It was all wrong, and I knew that. But I just couldn't help it.

We went to my bed. I sat on the edge, and placed him on my lap, letting him control this. I didn't want it to be anymore than just making out, but soon his fingers found the end of my shirt and took it off the same with my pants.

This is not how I wanted this party to turn into, but it looks like it is. This is going to be terrible to explain to him tomorrow.

A/N- So, Yeah. Uh *cough* that was um *cough* really awkward to write. Please comment, vote, and share to help me with my dignity.