Six shots in and mind is spinning, looking around

I see Derek who's sucking on some girl's lips.

I walk out into the hall to see a girl sucking on Devon's neck, he notices me and winks.

Uh, asshole.

Bumping into people dancing I push my way out and upstairs where I feel like I can breathe, walking down the hall I see girl all over Damon.

I really don't feel like being here right now, I feel as I'm going to be sick everywhere. I run past Damon and the girl into a room which thankfully is the bathroom, I pull my hair back as I feel sick in the toilet.

The bathroom door opens and closes, a hand presses against my back and starts rubbing in circular motions. I turn around to see an unfamiliar face, "who are you?" I ask wiping my mouth.

"Adam Lorenzo and who might you be beautiful?" He asks sweetly still rubbing my back.

"I'm Scarlett Rose," I mumble.

"Just as I thought," he says under his breath.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing, you are just stunning," He says darkly.

I blush at the compliment "thank you, you tooooo," I say like a child.

I can't help it's just what I become when drunk, childish and gullible.

He chuckles and shakes his head "come let me help you up," he says taking my hand in his as he helps me up and out the bathroom.

I fix my dress pulling it down as it rode up when kneeling on the floor.

I look down the hall to see a furious Damon, what the fuck happened to him?

"Thank you," I giggle as I walk away stumbling, just as I walk past Damon, he grabs my forearm and pulls me down the stairs and out the house into the car.

He texts on his phone for a minute, and just seconds later Derek and Devon get in the back of the car.

"Aww home time already," I whine.

"What's up with her?" Devon asks.

"She's drank too much," Damon says angrily.

We arrive home and Damon pulls me into the house and into the living room.

"I'm tired," I say yawning and stretching my arms.

"What were you doing with HIM!?" Damon shouts, startling me.

"Who? Oh Adam, Nothing He was just helping me," I say innocently.

"What, helping you get it on!" He shouts, scaring me now.

I take a step back as he glares at me.

"What are you talking about Damon?" Derek asks.

"I'm talking about that she came out the bathroom with Adam Lorenzo. Her fucking hair was all messed up and her dress was riding up that you could literally see her Ass hanging out," he says more and more furious.

"And so what if I did? You all had girls sucking on you all night!" I say getting angry at the thought of them thinking I would sleep with a random guy.

Damon runs his hands through his hair aggressively "FUCK!" He shouts making me jump backwards terrified.

He steps towards me as I step back, suddenly he stalks towards me I squeal and run jumping on the sofa.

Climbing over it as quick as possible I feel a arm wrap around my waist Making me fall over the sofa and onto the floor with the weight of Damon on top of me. I gasp for air, struggling from beneath him I hit his back. He grabs my wrists as he straddles my waist. He then grabs a fistful of my hair pulling it back so that I'm looking up at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I quickly say shaking my head not wanting him to hit me, but he just pulls on my hair tighter.

"I'm sorry, I-I I didn't do anything with him. I swear, I would never," I cry out.

"What makes you think I'll believe a slut like yourself," he says with disgust.

"I-I didn't though," I say quietly, I put my hand over his to try and get him to let go of my hair which only makes him pull it more making me gasp.

I burst into tears from the pain "I'm not lying Damon, I'm not," I say through sobs.

"Damon leave her she's drunk right now, we'll sort this out tomorrow morning just let her sleep," Derek says.

Damon instantly lets go of my hair and stands up, I push myself up and run upstairs to bed.

I strip from my dress and heels and jump into bed straight away falling asleep instantly.