Kiya Radner

I heard a commotion, and looked over to see people gathering around someone.

"Kiya!" Natalie rushed up to me.

"What? What's going on?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. She didn't say anything, just pulled me along with her in the middle of the people.

My eyes widened. Teddy and Nash were fighting, full on fighting and not caring who sees.

"Do something!" Natalie yelled at me, and I started to run up to them until someone grabbed my arm. 

"Kiya don't," Pete said. "You're only going to get hurt. Let me and the other guys take care of them alright?" I nodded, and him and a few other guys walked up, starting to pull them apart.

Someone turned me to them, and I noticed Teddy's girlfriend, Brooke.

"It's all your fault." She glared at me.

"Excuse me?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. "How is this all my fault?"

"Because, you had to come to this party, and bring your stupid boyfriend! If it weren't for him coming, then they would've never gotten into this." She said, putting her hands on her hips. 

Teddy and Nash were broken up now, and everyone was now watching us as Pete helped Teddy and Nat helped Nash, and some other guys kept them away from each other.

"I didn't even wanna come to this stupid party! And he's not my boyfriend. Don't blame me for your ignorant boyfriend throwing parties." I said, and her mouth fell a bit. She wasn't expecting me to say anything to her, but boy was she wrong.

She gripped onto her drink tightly, before pouring it over my head.

"You're such a bitch!" I angrily said, taking someone's drink and pouring it on her.

She gasped, before slapping me. "How does that feel?" She asked, smirking and putting a hand on her hip.

"Shit, Kiya don't-" Natalie was cut off by me pouncing on top of Brooke. I didn't care that she was Teddy's girlfriend, not anymore. You aren't going to slap me, and get away with it.

I gripped a handful of hair in my hand, punching her repeatedly with the other. Before I knew it, someone was dragging me off of her. Expecting it to be Nash that grabbed me, I started hitting the persons arms. But these weren't Nash's arms.

They were Teddy's. 

"Calm down, calm down Ky." I heard his voice say. I finally gave up, becoming limp in his arms. I noticed Pete and Nash helping Brooke up, as Natalie walked up to us.

"I tried stopping you." She said, and I sighed.

"I'm sorry."

Natalie laughed. "Don't be sorry babe. She poured her drink on you and slapped you. You owned that bitch. Sorry Ted." 

"It's fine," He quietly said. "I think Kiya needs to go home." I scoffed, getting out of Teddy's arms.

"Go home? Maybe I don't want to go home." 

"No Kiya I don't want you-"

"Actually, I think I'm going to stay. Oh, and have a few drinks too." I cut Teddy off, grabbing a random cup from the table that held the drinks. I drank it quickly, ignoring the burning sensation in my throat.

"Oh, shit," Natalie said. "This is not good."

I just shrugged, grabbing another drink and drinking it quickly. Probably too quickly for Nat's liking.

Teddy Sanders

I watched as Kiya drank more drinks. She was drinking fast, way too fast.

"She's your problem now," Natalie said. "It's your turn to see her when she's wasted. I'ma go check on my brother." 

Kiya reached for another drink, but I grabbed her hand, preventing her from doing so. "I think you've had enough drinks for one night." 

"No, no I haven't." She said, using her other hand to grab a drink. She drank it, squeezing her eyes shut. "That was good, I want another."

"No! Kiya your parents will kill me if they find out I let you get drunk." I said, turning her to me.

She laughed. "Teddy they already wanna kill you. Do you not know what fighting you've caused between my family?"

"What?" I asked, and she nodded.

"They hate you bud. Ooh, I wanna go dance." She grabbed two more drinks, before walking to where people were dancing. She started dancing, guys grinding on her, but she didn't mind. I don't like this side of Kiya, I thought I would, but I don't.

This side of Kiya, is letting any guy touch her, she's drunk, and that's not the normal Kiya. Not the Kiya I know.

"Is there any reason you walked up to me and beat the shit out of me, Sanders?" I turned to see Nash, holding an ice pack to the top of his nose.

"You were talking shit on Kiya." I replied, crossing my arms.

"Why do you care? You got some type of feelings for her?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

"No, but even if I did, I wouldn't let any guy talk shit on her. Or any girl for that matter," I said. "It's not right."

"You know, her parents hate you. They'll kill you once they see the wreck that she is," He said.

I laughed. "Am I the one that brought her to this party? No. You'd be the one blamed. I got all my frat brothers to stick up for me, they all saw you two walk in here together." 

"You're the one that let your girlfriend start a fight with her. You're the one that beat the shit out of me," Nash said. "I'm like a son to them. They already hate you, why would they believe you and your frat brothers over me?" 

"What does it matter that they believe me over you anyway?" I asked.

"Because you like Kiya. We all know you do, I don't understand why. You got Brooke right in front of you. No wonder she likes Pete." He replied.

I rolled me eyes. "Just leave Nash. Get out of my party. You crashed it like you wanted to, now leave." 

He rolled his eyes this time, before just walking out, leaving Natalie and Kiya in the party. I noticed Kiya wasn't dancing anymore, and started looking around. I found Natalie, who was making out with a random boy at the party.

"Have you seen Kiya?" I asked her, and she shrugged.

"Her and Pete walked off, don't know where." I nodded, getting mad at the thought of Kiya and Pete together. 

Kiya Radner

I stumbled off, away from the guys grinding on me. I sat the drink down, feeling sick as I found my way to the backyard. Surprisingly, nobody was out here. They were all inside, still hype because of the fight between Nash and Teddy, and the fight between Brooke and I.

"You alright?" A voice asked, and I looked over to see Pete standing there.

"Uh yeah," I said. "Just- just wanted to get away from uh, the party." 

"Too loud?" He asked, and I nodded.

"I already have the biggest fucking headache. My parents are going to kill me." 

"That sucks." He said, walking over and sitting next to me. "Where's Nash? Or Teddy?" I just shrugged, not knowing and not caring at the moment.

"So you fucked Nash?" He blatantly asked, and I shook my head.

"What? No." I tried to lie, but it didn't sound convincing at all. 

"He said you were bad in bed?" Pete said, making it sound like a question.

"He said that?" I asked, my voice cracking lightly, as I felt tears come to my eyes. Nash wouldn't say something like that? Would he?

"I don't believe him. He's probably bad in bed himself if he couldn't get you to make any noise." He said, scooting closer to me. But I didn't do anything. I didn't mind.

"Oh," I said. "I wouldn't know whether he was good or not."

He looked over at me. "You were a virgin before he fucked you?" I nodded, feeling my face heat up.

"Wow." He quietly said. "Can I try something?"

I bit the inside of my lip. "Depends." 

"On what?" He asked.

"On what it is." I replied, folding my hands in my lap. Pete didn't say anything, just rested his hand on my cheek before leaning in and connecting our lips. Before my mind could stop myself, I kissed back. I didn't feel anything, it felt just like it did when I was kissing Nash. Only this time, I was drunk. Who knew what would happen next.

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wow first nash now pete dang gurl get it. this is actually pretty long compared to my other chapters ok i did good. it takes me a while to update sometimes bc i have other stories so if u would check them out and vote and comment that'd be grand pls thx. i bet y'all didn't expect any of this shit to happen yikes.