Aiden and I sat the drunk girl down on the bed.  Her head drooped and she was completely asleep before she even laid back against the pillow. I propped her up on her side in case she got sick in the middle of the night.

Aiden walked over to the light and shut it off as I walked through the door. He followed me out into the hall and closed it behind us.

We both walked back down the stairs in silence.  He broke off to go sit on the couch next to Mark. I wasn't sure where Cookie was, but I hoped it wasn't up in my room lying naked in my bed. 

I plopped back down on the steps since there was no other place to sit.  Tonight had been so fucking weird and I was still too keyed up to call it quits. I laid my head back against the stairs to stare at the ceiling.

I started tapping my foot to a melody I was hearing in my head.  It was soft at first and started growing louder as each second passed.  I could picture my hands moving across the strings mapping out the notes to commit them to memory. 

Something about the way the song blended together struck a nerve with me, but I didn't know why.  I felt compelled to go grab a guitar and play what I was feeling until I let it all out. 

As I stood up to get the guitar I used when I was writing, I saw a guy scrambling out of the kitchen with a shit-eating grin on his face.  He was galloping across the living room wildly.

I caught his arm to stop him.  Something didn't feel right about how he was acting. 

He probably just stole something from us.

"What are you doing?" I questioned him. 

"There's a guy about to fuck a hot girl on the kitchen table." He explained.

I was curious and thought about checking it out for a bit, but I also knew none of the guys would be happy if they found out some couple was getting down on the kitchen table. 

It could just be JD and Anna, they had been caught a few times around the house when they were drinking.  I paused to rethink going in there to break it up; I definitely didn't want to walk in on that.

"What do they look like?" I asked the guy just to be sure.

"Some guy with pink hair and a blond with huge juicy tits. She is in her underwear, but I'm sure it will be off soon too. I'm getting my phone. You should get yours too." The guy slurred.

It sounded a lot like...shit.

It couldn't be.

My body froze. She wasn't here. I would have known if she was.

I wasn't sure, but I had a nagging feeling in my chest.

"You record it and I will make sure I break every bone in your fucking body." I grabbed the guy's shirt and threw him down on the floor.

I ran into the kitchen and saw a guy standing in front of a girl, squeezing her breasts. His hands were in the cups of her bra, getting ready to pull it down.

Fuck no. Not her. Why was she doing this?

"Aiden." I bellowed.

I would have preferred JD as backup right now, but Aiden would have to do.  I wasn't even exactly sure what I was going to do.

My whole body felt sick. I wanted to hit something and run away at the same time. The deranged part of my brain was trying to work every angle to figure out how to use this situation to my advantage.  It even went as far as trying to convince me I could use it against her to get her in my bed next.

An intense burning overtook me, even if it helped my situation out, there was no fucking way I could watch her hook up with another guy. I stood in the doorway planning my next move when her eyes met mine.

"Ezra." She whimpered you name barely above a whisper.

I came to on the opposite side of the kitchen when I heard her voice again.

"What's going on?" Riley asked, barely able to form the words.

The guy who was standing over her was now on the floor. My fist was swinging down straight at his mouth. I punched him so hard that his piercings pushed back through his skin.  His jaw was swelling and his front teeth were cracked. I punched him in the face again just so I could take out the remaining anger I was feeling.

He groaned from the pain and wailed.

It made me feel slightly better.

I ran over to the table to pull her up and wrap my body around hers.  She sank against me, unable to support her own weight. Riley was trashed even worse than the first night I met her. I stroked her hair back and ran my thumbs along her cheekbones. She was eating the loose strands of hair and didn't even realize it. 

"Guard the door," I called back to Aiden, who was standing in shock over the guy bleeding on the floor.

"Ezra?" Riley whispered.

"Yeah, it's me.  Are you ok? Did he hurt you?"  I asked her.

"The bitch wanted it." The boy accused as he spat out one of his bloody rings on the floor.

I started to go after him again and Riley pulled lightly on my shirt to keep me close. She didn't want me to leave her. I didn't want to either.

"Get him out of here before I fucking kill him." I barked as I pulled her head into me to hold her. I buried my head in her hair and breathed her in. She smelled like delicate citrus dipped in sugar.

Her scent was more intoxicating than any drug I ever put into my body.

She was the only reason that pink-haired douche was still alive right now. He should be in a body bag for even thinking about touching her.

Aiden was struggling to slide him across the floor until a few random guys came in to help out.  Aiden stood back up and watched as they carried the guy out through the door. 

I was holding Riley's head between my hands when I felt her body start slumping against me. She was passing out.  I tapped her cheek hard a few times to get her attention.

"Riley, stay with me. Don't go to sleep. How much did she drink?" I asked Aiden.

"I don't know. I wasn't with her. I didn't even know she was here yet. I thought she might have gone home." Aiden was panicking.

"This isn't my house. Aiden, you're silly. I'm right here."  She said innocently.

"JD's going to be pissed. She is wrecked." Aiden continued to freak out.

"Jchay Dee is not the boss of me. You are not my b-boss, too...too... tutu. You aren't wearing a tutu. Ha." She leaned back and poked me in the chest. The force almost pushed her back off the table. I had to catch her to keep her from falling to the floor.

I pulled her back up to a seated position and leaned down to look into her eyes.  She needed to hear me loud and clear. She was done running the show tonight.

I was in control now.

"When you make bad decisions, you don't get to call the shots anymore."

"I'll go find JD." Aiden's voice cracked.

"Don't. I will take care of this. We're not going to tell JD."

"What's going on in there?" Cookie stumbled in with her shirt on backwards.

"Nothing.  Go find Mark. He was asking where you went. He wanted to show you something." I lied to get her to go away. I didn't have time to deal with her right now. "Aiden, I thought I told you to block the door.  Don't let anyone else in."

"Sorry." Aiden apologized.

Riley's eye started to close again.

"Riley, you will listen to me. Do not go to sleep." I ran my hand over the back of her head.

"You smell really good." She whispered against my stomach. She raised my shirt and looked up at me when she placed her mouth against my skin. Her tongue slowly trailed down lower and she moaned quietly into me. I tightened my hand in her hair and shivered when she nipped at me.

It took me a few seconds to remember Aiden was in the room with us. I pushed my shirt back down and pulled away from her.

"Unnhhh... I just want to play a little. Do you want to play with me like you..." Riley started complaining.

I covered her mouth and she gave me a bratty glare.

"I'm going to take her upstairs." I didn't need Aiden to know what happened between us tonight at the show.  He wouldn't let me take her if he knew.

"Are you sure that's a good idea? She's really... free tonight."  Aiden protested sheepishly.

She pulled my hand away from her mouth.

"It would be prostitution if I charged." She screamed at him.  "Wait, I could afford a new car... do you have any money?" She batted her eyelashes at me.

"Yeah, time to call it a night." I covered her mouth again before she got herself into even more trouble. 

"You can put her in my room." Aiden offered quickly.

"You've got that brunette up there waiting for you. Don't worry. She can sleep in my room. I'll take the floor and keep an eye on her. We can't have her choking herself when she pukes."

"I can stay with Riley so you can go back to the party."

There was no way in hell I was going to leave her side tonight. Aiden was wasted too. Any reasoning I gave him would probably work in his current condition. I could tell him I was co-piloting a mission to Jupiter and he would go with it.  If he didn't, I could always have Mark do something stupid to distract him.

I blurted out the first thing I could come up with.

"I'm not really in the mood for this tonight. Besides, JD will know something is up if there is another girl in your room and you're not in it. He'll go looking for her first thing when he finds out she's missing. He won't think to look in my room for her."

"I'm too drunk for any of that to make any sense," Aiden admitted.

"That's exactly why I am going to take care of this. I'm not drunk. You are. You might pass out and she will get up and roam the halls.  I don't want to have to chase her again tonight. I will make sure she lays down and goes to sleep."

"It's bedtime?" Riley asked excitedly.

"Yes, it's time to go to bed. Are you ready?"

I knew I was ready.

Her eyes went to her breasts and she looked confused. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She began to pull the straps off her shoulders and I tackled her to put it back on. Aiden was standing there with his mouth hanging open and his hand over the front of his jeans. He was too drunk to hide his attraction to her tonight.

"I have to get her upstairs before she tries to take all her clothes off in the kitchen. I promise I will keep her safe tonight. I'm going to have to carry her up. Stand in front of us until I get to the stairs." I instructed.

I picked Riley up off the table and cradled her body to mine. She wrapped her hands around my neck and stuck her face in my chest. She let out another one of her little contented noises as she relaxed against me.

Everyone had their heads turned, staring at her as I carried her through the crowd.  Aiden was trying to block her from view, but it just wasn't enough.  People started whispering around us and I felt bad for her. There was no telling what story they were coming up with. I just hoped we could find a way to keep it from JD.

When I got upstairs, I opened the door to my bedroom. I bent down to place her gently on my bed.

She moved in my arms when I went to let her go and I fell over on top of her.  I was able to catch my body in time to keep from smushing her.

Riley looked up at me and bit her lip. I closed my eyes and sighed.

She leaned up into me placing her lips against my ear.

I lost the ability to breathe.

This was fucking torture.