Why was he here? I don't know what was worse him being her or the fact he was kissing a girl. What the fuck was wrong with this guy?

I walked away from dancing and headed outside thought the back door. I closed the door behind me. The fresh air hit me like a ton of bricks it was nice. I sat down  on a bench and slumped.

"You want some?" A voice from next to me said. I turned quickly surprised at this guy.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Weed." He passed it to me and i hesitated.

"Fuck it." I took it off him and smoked it. It made me cough but it sent a rush to my brain that i liked. I took more in and i felt it burn in my throat as i took more and more.

"You can have the rest of that, you look like you need it." He pulled another one out of his pocket.

"Thanks." I smiled, taking more.

"You wanna talk about it." He said lighting up his joint. It was weird, i didn't even know who this guy was and i was smoking weed with him and about to tell him my problems.

"Well for one I've just seen my boyfriend kiss another girl, no it was a snog. Then there my dad being a criminal, then my brothers not letting me do shit like go to parties and live my life, i feel shit in myself like yeah that's it i think oh and as well as not long ago i almost died from my brother pushing me down the stairs because of my dad." I took in another after my long statement.

"Well your boyfriends a dick, so's your dad and so's your brothers. You on the other hand your cool."

"Yeah my world apparently revolves around dickheads. Apart from you, your cool."

"Thanks, My advice is fuck them all you don't need them, go get pissed even more than you already are your also a little high, then this my friend is for whenever you want to use it." He passed me another joint from his pocket, then got up to leave.

"Wait what's your name?" I asked standing up.

"Brandon, nice speaking with you..."

"Riley." I smiled at him.

He went off and i went back inside and decided to take my present upstairs  and hide it in my bag. I don't actually know where my bag was, but i checked most rooms.

I walked in one room and obviously interrupted something. Why do people do stuff like that. I walked into the next one opened it and saw mine and Libby's bag, i ran over to it. Then put the joint in the front pocket of my bag. Then a thought flicked in my head, was that? No its can't be can it?

I closed the door and then as i walked to go downstairs i heard a voice, I knew that voice. It was coming from the room I'd walked into. Then i heard the girl say a name. Ollie.

I froze for a whole minute, then broke out of my trance when i heard someone walking towards the door inside the room. I sprinted down the stairs and ran to the kitchen. I have no idea what I grabbed but i opened the bottle and downed it. It tasted awful but it was gonna get me more drunk which i needed. Vodka, Gin, Malibu i had it all.

An hour later i was definitely very drunk, I couldn't walk in a straight line, nothing made sense. Just at that moment Ollie walked in.

He didn't notice me as he poured another drink.

"How nice to see you here." I said sitting on the counter, he slowly turned round.

"Riley, what the fuck are you doing here." I saw the pure shock and worry on his face.

"The same as you, just I'm not cheating." I jumped down from the counter and almost fell over.

"What do you mean. Your drunk." He started to walk closer towards me which made me shiver slightly but i need to stay stood tall.

"Oh what because you weren't FUCKING that girl!" I shouted in his face.

Suddenly he grabbed my wrists and i immediately froze and had no idea what he was going to do. I was drunk how the hell was i supposed to get out of this. He let go of my wrists when he realised i froze. His hands travelled all the way under my skirt and was now touching my underwear. He pulled at it but then stopped and spoke remaining his hands where they were.

"I can't do this here, we need to go upstairs so you can be the second fuck of the night." He said. He moved his hands.

I got of the counter and stood trying to get away. He trapped me  between the counter and his bodied. His hand travelled up the my chest.

"Stop, please stop." I said wanting him to stop badly.

He slapped me across the face and i immediately brought my hand to my cheek. "Shut the fuck up Riley." He placed his hand on my boob and i closed my eyes tight. Why did this have to happen to me?

"Get the fuck of her." I heard a voice say. Then i felt the Ollie move and my hips where no longer being crushed.

I kept my eyes shut afraid to open them.

"Riley, it's Rocky, hey its okay." I opened my eyes too see Rocky and fell into his arms. I hugged him so tight.

I turned around to see Harrison with Ollie pinned against the wall punching him. I didn't want to look so i turned back round and clamped my eyes shut. I felt Rocky Stroking my head, but i ignored it, i just wanted to scream. So loud that my ears would bleed.

I heard that Harrison was no longer punching Ollie and i looked up and was shocked. Ollies nose was definitely broken and blood was all over his face.

"Get out." Rocky said, it was calm but stern. Ollie didn't move. "GET THE FUCK OUT NOW!" Rocky Shouted. It made me jump. Ollie then left very quickly.

"Is he gone?" I asked my voice shaking as well as my while body.

"I'll go check." Rocky said, then he pulled away from the hug.

I slowly crouched to the floor and when i was i leant against the counter. Harrison came over then slightly moved me so he was behind me. I was leaning on him now.

"It's okay, I'm here i wont let him hurt you." He said as he wrapped his arms around me making me feel safe. I felt tears drop down my face.

"H-he was g-going to r-r-rape me."