"Alright guys! We're gonna play a few games! Cam is setting up beer pong! Jesse is running spin the bottle! And drunk never have I ever will be lead by me!" Ken shouted and everyone started to mumble as they decided what they wanted to attend.

"Dibs on the birthday girl!" Kendall took my wrist and dragged me to where she'd host her game.

"I'll take my main man," Cam said then slung his arm over Eli's shoulders.

"You touch me very often." Eli groaned and Cam pulled him over to beer pong.

They all began their games.

"Are you gonna drink?" Ken asked.

"You know I hate alcohol."

"What if I get you a chaser? We have cranberry juice."

"Okay. Just because it's my birthday so why not." I agreed and she cheered. "That's the spirit!"

After Ken came back with a tall cup of juice, we started our game.

"You know the rules. If you've done it you take a shot." Ken explained. "Someone start."

"Never have I ever danced around the house naked," said one of the guests.

Two people took a sip of their drinks.

"Never have I ever had a threesome."

Three people drank.

That's...suspicious.

"Never have I ever gotten in a fist fight."

I and one other person drank and I immediately drank my juice afterwards.

"Never have I ever had sex in public."

Two people drank and Kendall. I shot her a look.

"What? It was Shane...can you blame me?" she explained. Shane was her ex boyfriend. He was a shit person but he definitely wasn't ugly.

"Never have I ever done drugs."

"Be specific. Which drugs?"

"Any."

We all drank.

After about twenty more minutes, I was tipsy while the rest were full on drunk. All of the questions were mainly sexual or mistakes made while drunk and I had zero experience in either of the two, so I got up to go to the kitchen and fix myself some more juice.

"So how's it goin'?" Jonathan asked and I could tell he was a bit wasted as well.

"Don't you work tomorrow?" I asked.

"Wouldn't be the first time I did my job while hungover. Won't be the last," he claimed.

"Did I tell you that you look fucking incredible in that dress?" he mumbled. "I just wanna..." he wrapped his hand around my waist.

"Can you...move, please?" I asked. I could smell the alcohol on him.

"I'll move if you give me a kiss," he offered. His eyes were low and his hand slid down my waist and grabbed my ass.

"Get OFF OF ME!" I shouted and stomped on his foot.

Jesse came running into the kitchen.

"What's going on in here?" he asked.

"Nothing man." Jon lied.

"He keeps putting his hands on me!"

"Lying bitch." Jon responded and before I could say anything back I felt a hand come across my face and my cheek burned.

Jesse ran up to Jonathan and threw a punch, knocking Jonathan down before he kept throwing more.

A few other people came to see and I tried to run out but bumped into someone.

"What happened?" Eli asked.

"He...He kept grabbing onto me and touching my ass and when I told my brother he called me a bitch and slapped me." The alcohol made me emotional and I had tears running down my cheek. He moved my hand off my face and looked at my cheek.

"Fucking prick," he stated and looked at Jon who was still getting his ass kicked by Jesse. "You're gonna be okay," he promised. "Do you know where he lives?"

"Who? Jonathan? No. Why?" I wondered.

"Just a question."

Cameron ran into the kitchen and pulled Jesse off of Jon then started beating him up himself.

After a little while they stopped and Jon laid on the floor a swollen mess. They picked him up and threw him outside.

After a few minutes of him laying on the ground in pain, we could see through the blinds that Jon got up and began walking to his car.

"I think I'm gonna go," Eli stated.

"What? Why?" Cam and Kendall both asked. "Bye." said Jesse.

"I have to be at work early tomorrow and it's midnight," he said after checking his watch.

"Bye." Jesse stated again and I nudged him.

"Well thank you for coming." I told Eli to cover up Jesse's rudeness. I heard a car start and assumed it was Jon's.

"Yea, it was nice. I'll see you all later," he stated and began walking to and out of the door.

"Welp. Back to the celebration." Jesse stated.

"Damn, I wish he hadn't left so soon." said Kendall.

"Same," added Cameron.

"Would you both like to marry him?" Jesse asked.

"What? No-." Kendall claimed.

"Kinda." Cam stated and we all looked at him. "But like...platonically." he added.

"You want to be platonically married to Elijah?" I asked.

"Yes. He's fucking cool."

"He barely speaks. Or smiles. Or laughs. Is he ever happy?" Jesse wondered.

"Exactly. Cool people don't laugh." Cam believed.

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The next morning at work, I waited patiently to be attacked by Jonathan with either an apology or a lawsuit.

But nothing happened.

All day.

It was kind of creepy.

"Hey Marissa, have you seen Jon anywhere?" I asked as I was getting ready to leave.

"Oh, you didn't hear?"

"Hear what?"

"Sweetheart, Jon is in the hospital. Something about a broken arm, jaw, his hip was fractured in several places, and his Achilles was torn somehow. He'll be out for a while," she explained.

'What?'

"Oh okay, thank you." I said before walking out of the door.

On my way to my car, I called Jesse.

"Hello?" he replied.

"Jesse, what'd you do?" I asked.

"You're gonna have to be specific."

"Jonathan is in the hospital with a broken arm, jaw, fractured hip, and a torn Achilles!" I said as I got into the car.

"What?"

"You heard me!"

"I didn't do that!"

"So Cameron did it?"

"What? No. Neither one of us did it. We only hit him in his face and a few times in his stomach. Whoever did that shit was trying to kill him."

"You swear? Because we don't have the money to be sued and if we told mom so she could pay for it we'd just get our asses kicked, too."

"I swear it wasn't us. Maybe he got in a wreck or something, he did drive while drunk."

He makes a good point. Now that I think about it we let him get on the road while intoxicated which was a terrible idea on our part.

"True. Okay, that makes sense." I agreed.

Jess and I had gotten off of the phone and I was pulling into my driveway.

"Hey!" I heard as I got out of the car.

I turned around and saw Eli standing in his doorway. His hair was messy again and he was shirtless and in sweatpants. I started to walk over there and the closer I got the more abs I counted.

"Hey." I stated and tried my hardest to not look at his chest and abdomen as we spoke to each other.

"How's your face?" he asked.

"It's fine. Thank you," I answered.

I looked up at his arm leaning against the door frame and saw tape wrapped around his knuckles.

"What happened to your hand?" I wondered.

"Nothing serious. Just a cut."

"Oh." I replied and accidentally looked at his abs again. "What happened there?" I asked and saw another scar that went from his side to across his v-line and into his pants waist band.

"You ask a lot of questions." he stated.

"You're a mysterious person."

"Hm. Well..." he began.

He took his hand off the door frame and used both to slightly bring down his pants. It was enough to make me flustered.

"This was from a car accident. I had a shard of glass lodged into my side." he said as he grazed his fingers over it.

"You seem like a clumsy person." I stated and he laughed. That's the first time I'd actively seen a smile on his face that was more than just a slight chuckle. It was beautiful.

"You could say that." he agreed.

"Your smile is pretty." I meant to think that.

"Thank you," he responded.

"Yea, umm, I'm gonna go. Sorry to bother you. Thank you for checking in on me and...stuff." I said while walking off.

"Wait." he instructed and I stopped in my tracks from his commandingly low voice.

"Yes?" I said and turned around.

"Are you busy tomorrow?"