“Good luck with that, you’ll need a tow truck to get her fat ass home.” Awesome, the wicked bitch has graced us with her appearance tonight.
“Oh you’re off from work tonight?” I asked Chanel.
“I don’t have a job idiot. Cheerleading and the sorority is a full time commitment, something losers wouldn’t know.”
“My bad, I thought I saw you on the corner last night asking some old dude to suck his dick for cash.”
“Pretty sure that was your mother. Oh wait, she’s dead.” One moment we are insulting each other and the next my fist is barreling towards her face. Chanel grabbed her face in shock, but that was only for a second. The sick bitch smiled and said, “You’re going to regret that.” I tried to go after her again, but was held back by some dude.
“Not here. If you can’t calm yourself, you got to leave little girl.” The big dude said and then turned to Stella. “Hey, you made it!”
“Yes I did. Now can you please let go of my friend?” He instantly let me drop to the floor and gave a hug to Stella. Why out of all the guys in school she picks a douche bag.
“Hey douche! I’m Madison.” I was somehow on the ground with my arm raised for a fist bump. I guess I had no filter nor any sense to get off the disgusting floor.
“Madison! Excuse her, she needs to let off some steam and apparently lost her manners on the way.”
“It’s ok and it’s Brad by the way, not douche. You wanna dance Stells?” Stella hated that nick name and he didn’t even give her a chance to answer. He ended up dragging her onto the dance floor and she looked panicked. I gave her a wave to let her know I’m alright and grabbed another drink while heading out to the back yard for some much needed air.
I found myself a nice empty lounge chair by the pool where others are in their own private conversations. I chugged the vodka down and closed my eyes, needing a moment to relax. Next thing I know, my chair is in the air and I’m flying into the ice cold pool. The fear inside me rose because I had no idea how to swim.
Growing up I never learned how to swim. The Montgomery’s had a pool, but I was too embarrassed to tell Jude I couldn’t swim. When I mustered up the courage to try and teach myself, I saw Mrs. Montgomery fucking the pool boy. Never again did I go to the pool.
Of course I would be thrown in the deep in and the panic sets in. I’m barely able to keep myself a float and I feel myself starting to sink. Out of the all the people at this party, how is no one realizing I’m drowning? I feel myself hit the bottom and never did I think this would be the way I go out. My heart is racing while my head is pounding. I feel my lungs burning while I’m struggling to get air. Right when I feel my eyes start to close, I feel someone grabbing me and pulling me up to the surface. I gasp for air and start spitting the water out when I hear a bunch of girls laughing. I never heard of someone drowning being funny, but when I look and see Chanel’s smiling face, I shouldn’t be surprised.
“Awh look everyone, it’s a drowned rat!” All the girls in her group decided to dump their drinks on me and I have no energy left to defend myself. I look over to the guy who saved me to thank him, but what I see is an angry wet Jude next to me.
“Learn to swim already.”, was all he said to me before taking his shirt off to ring out. I don’t know what shocks me more when I see him without a shirt, the tattoo of our willow tree with a black bird flying from it on his side or the scars all over his back. He catches me staring at him and instantly throws his shirt back on and storms inside.
I can’t even process what I saw between the tattoo about our nicknames and the heavy scar lines all over his back. I could still hear Chanel rambling off her insults, but I couldn’t listen to her with my head going back and forth between his tattoos and those deep scars. I should go home, but the need to find out won. I walked away from Chanel without a second thought and went to go look for Jude. Of course the first person I run into is Knox. Weird, I thought they were all suppose to be working tonight.
“Babe! Why are you soaking wet?” He grabs me by the arms, looking me over in concern.
“I got thrown in the pool. Did you see Jude?” The concern look is wiped off Knox’s face and replaced with a look of jealousy.
“Why was he wet too? Did he do something to you? I swear Madison, I don’t care that he’s my best friend and roommate, I’ll beat the shit out of him if he hurt you.”
“No he didn’t hurt me. Obviously you seen him and I don’t have time for twenty questions.” I pushed past Knox getting lost in the party, but hearing him yell for me to come back. I made my way to the front door where I bumped into Stella.
“Have you seen Jude?”
“Oh my god Madison, what happened?” Stella broke away from Brad’s embrace and you can tell I wasn’t his biggest fan.
“Chanel pushed me in the pool and Jude jumped in to save me, I need to find him.” I looked all over the living room and saw no sight of him.
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