chapter fourteen,

i fucking hate red slushies

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   Amaya couldn't really remember the last time she's ever been to a party, ever since she was assaulted leaving the library two years, she has never felt safe anywhere. But, despite it she was giving this party a shot, and wanting a fun night with her boyfriend and friends. 'Cause you can't keep living in the past, you have to keep moving forward in life and just live life.

Liv told her that one time. . . live life.

She'd just about finished applying glitter around her breast with some brush she bought 'cause she did not want to have glitter all over fingers, before glancing at the mirror one last time, and applying lipgloss.

She heard her father yell out for from down the hall, "Amaya, hurry up." He simply stated before speaking up, again, "Tara's been waiting here for twenty minutes!" He finished.

   "And you're just telling me now?"

   "I forgot she was here, 'cause she's so quiet."

   Amaya had quickly looked around for any shoes to wear. Of course, she'd be the one to forget to buy shoes for something, and now she's stuck wearing some old shoes. Her eyes gleamed in excitement when she found her black converse, and lucky for her they weren't dirty like the rest of her shoes. She had quickly attempting to put them on, all while forgetting to tie up her shoes, fuck it! She can always tie them up at the party.

   Amaya ran towards the living room where she seen Tara who was dressed as some pirate, and playing with Paloma before her eyes had widened when she seen Amaya, "Holy shit – You look great!" Tara had complimented.

   Amaya felt her cheeks tint a light pink, "Thanks, so do you captain!" Amaya had fake saluted her which had made Tara shake her head in amusement.

   Just then she seen her father walk into the living room, "Ah, there you are." He had glanced at his daughter, "Okay, rules. Don't take any drinks from strangers, don't accept any invitations from anyone, and stick with Chad and your friends." He pointed his finger at his daughter, as Amaya nodded her head in ultimate understanding.

   "Understood. Oh, and speaking about rules, Dad. Please don't be letting Paloma be up late, again." She had given her dad a lip tight smile, "Because last time she was giving Chad and I such a hard time putting her to bed." Amaya retorted. A couple months ago they had no idea that Paloma went to sleep so late that the next following night, she was throwing a huge fit about sleeping early like she usually does, and simply crying in pure frustration that was frustrating Chad and Amaya. And, to make things just a little worse they had school the following morning, and their almost two year angry daughter wasn't letting them sleep.

   Lorenzo nodded his head, "Okay. Got it."

   "Better yet, I had already put an alarm clock on your phone to remind you."

   Tara glanced at the two in amusement, she kinda forgot how many arguments the father daughter duo can have, "I'm just going to start heading out." Tara amusingly said, handling Paloma to her friend before stepping out the house.

Amaya had raised her eyebrow at her father one last time, "Understood?" Holding her daughter who was already beginning to yawn.

"Got it."

Amaya had handed Paloma to her father before leaving the house with Tara, she already gotten a message from Chad that he already arrived to the party with the rest. She would've gone with him, but she kinda wanted him to be surprised about her halloween costume.

"Let's go tinker bell, we're going to be late!"

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Both girls had just about finally arrived to the party. Loud music can be heard blasting since they had even stepped into the home, some people who were in crowds together laughing, or some who were simply just together flirting and kissing.

Tara lightly tapped Amaya'a shoulder, "Hey, I'm going to look around for a drink, you can look for your boyfriend and surprise him." Tara had lightly winked at her, walking away from Amaya just as she managed to see her pass by Mindy and Anika who were both sat in the sofa together, as one of them was drinking beer, and the other was laughing.

Amaya softly smiled in search for something to drink, avoiding to bumping into anyone or talking to any drunk guys that she didn't quite know at all only to have someone block her way.

   "Hey there cutie," a drunk guy slurred out, eyeing her up and down that instantly made Amaya feel uncomfortable and crossing her arms, and instantly covering up where she was exposed, "No need for that, sweet thing. I like what I see, a girl with big tits!" 'Cause their fun to grab. He thought.

"I have a boyfriend," Amaya replied and a daughter, but she kept that to herself, "So if you can excuse me. I was just leaving." She had a tight lip smile.

The man instantly laughed, "I don't see him around, it wouldn't hurt to let me have a little taste of you. My rooms upstairs." He licked his lips instantly, eyes darkening, "Let's go." He had instantly attempted to yank her arm only to feel someone harshly shoving him away that had made the guy snarl in annoyance.

"I believe you're disrespecting my girlfriend," Chad's voice could be heard, Amaya quickly had glanced up at him, "Don't you be touching her." Chad gritted through his teeth, just as the man had simply scoffed, and eying Amaya one last time in pure disgust.

"Wasn't going to even fuck her anyway. fucking bitch."

   His voice boomed quite loud that had made Amaya feel her heart suddenly fall to the pit of her stomach being called that, but she had instantly shrugged it off when she had glanced at Chad who was in front of her, and a smile was quickly seen appearing on her face. She had instantly ran towards him, jumping up and instantly wrapping her legs around his waist just as he placed his hands on her butt, and her arms wrapping around his shoulders. Smiles on their faces before an awkward cough could be heard.

   "Hey, Amaya. You look pretty tonight."

"Thanks, Ethan! You look cool." She had tilted her head trying to figure out what he was for this costume party.

Chad quickly glanced at him, narrowing his eyes at his friend, "She always looks pretty." Chad answered softly, his hands still remaining on her butt, "You don't mind staying here alone, Ethan. It'll give you a chance to socialize with girls." He had winked at Ethan.

"Wait – but I don't know to flirt," He yelled out, but it was too late 'cause Chad and Amaya were too busy making out as they were leaving the area, "And, you didn't hear." He slumped his shoulders.

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   They had entered the bathroom, Chad who had instantly locked the bathroom door, all while he had gently placed Amaya onto the bathroom counter, his hands simply roaming on her thighs.

   "Are you sure?" He hesitantly asked her, he had pulled her a little more towards him, Amaya had simply played around with his belt loop, dragging her hand lower to a place where she could instantly feel his bulge through his jeans, "Maya?" He had attempted to get her attention, despite holding in the groan that wanted to escape her lips.

   "I'm sure." Amaya answered truthfully, all while her hands suddenly moved upwards to his chest, simply playing with the bandana that was around his neck, "All this talking we're doing could've been much more useful if your lips were placed somewhere nice." She had lightly teased him, gently placing soft kisses, and sucking onto his chest.

   He suddenly pulled away, and gently lowering himself to the level that was needed to. He was almost knelt down to the floor, and kissing both of her inner thighs that had made her feel goosebumps, her eyes simply closing, and living in this moment. She suddenly felt his fingers enter the right place. A small moan escaping her lips, and just feeling his fingers constantly entering, but that was until several gasps were suddenly heard that made them pull apart from what they were simply doing.

Anika and Ethan.

"Is it safe?" Anika squeaked, "Just came searching for you both, 'cause Tara's about to leave with some dude who will possibly take advantage of her tonight." She had worded out quickly, and that was enough for the two to ultimately separate, and adjust themselves quickly.

   "Where is she?"

   "About to go upstairs."

   The four friends suddenly left the bathroom, walking towards the stairs, and they had just about managed to catch up with Tara and the strange dude who was holding onto her arm.

   Chad was the first one to speak up, "Hey, Partner." Chad had called out, earning the attention from the two who glanced down at him, "Tara's good down here." He had pointed at his friend.

   "I'm sorry I didn't catch that." The frat boy said, eyes looking at pure annoyance at Chad.

   "Yeah, you did." Chad basically laughed at this man's stupidity.

   Tara who simply walked a bit down the stairs in slight annoyance looking at her friend, "No, Chad. It's fine. I want to. Tell him, Maya that I'm fine." Tara quickly glanced at Amaya needing a friend to agree that she was fine, and capable of making her own choices.

   Amaya who shook her head, "Tara, you're intoxicated, you can't be making choices for yourself right now, and aren't right in the head to sleep with someone who'll take advantage of you. Let's just go." Amaya attempted to reach for her friend who instantly pulled away, and standing close to the guy.

   All the dude managed to say was, "See, Chad. She wants to." He had instantly gripped Tara's arm, slightly dragging her away.

"Oh no." Amaya simply whispered.

Chad had ultimately pulled the guy down the stairs that instantly made him drop Tara down the ground, and Amaya approaching Tara. All you could see was Chad and the dude shoving each other back, and forth with Tara who was attempting to speak, but words couldn't seem to manage to be escaping, as this fight was alerting a bunch of kids to circle in around, and Mindy who's eyes widened seeing her brother having another fight.

   Though, before it could continue some more, Amaya's eyes widened when she seen had Samantha arriving to the party, and instantly separating the two males apart, "Sorry, to interrupt but I'm just going to tase you in the balls real quick." She had began, and leaving the man confused.

   The sound of the taser was heard along with the cries of the man who was simply holding onto his balls, rolling his body around the floor in pain.

   "Don't you ever lay your hands on my sister, again." Samantha suddenly began, and staring directly at him in disgust. There was no guilt written on her face for even using the taser on him, she actually quite enjoyed watching him be in pain.

"Fucking bitch." The man yelled out.

Amaya who had stood beside Chad with Tara right beside her was almost in shock from her sister's antics, "Sam, are you fucking kidding me. You're stalking me now." This had finally caught the attention of Sam who had instantly noticed the glare that Tara was giving her.

Tara had instantly walked past her sister in simple anger that she even chose to show up, and ruin her night. Samantha who had just watched her sister leave instantly glanced at everyone who had offered her a sad smile until some man gasped in shock, and catching everyone's attention.

   "Holy shit! It's that psycho girl."

Samantha who had quickly scoffed at that instantly walked away, and leaving the rest of the group behind.

"Come on." Amaya whispered, holding Chads hand as they had all left the party that was no quiet silent from this argument and Samantha using a taser on someone's balls.

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Everyone slowly walked behind the two sisters who were clearly arguing in front of them until they had managed to pause, and making the rest instantly pause.

"I can not believe you would do that to me."

"That guy was going to take advantage of you." Sam who had her arms separated, and glancing at her sister worriedly before Tara snapped.

Tara who instantly yelled, "So, if I wanna hook up with a asshole it's my decision." Tara pointed to herself all while everyone remained quiet at this sister argument, "It's my decision. It's not about you. I mean, you are out of my life for what five years? And then you can't leave me alone for five minutes." Tara had basically said once, again. She was fucking annoyed by Samantha who was constantly hovering all over her.

"Because you're not dealing with what happened to us. Have you even gone to see the counselor, once?" Samantha had asked her, worriedly.

Tara scoffed, "No, and I'm not going to."

"Why not."

"Cause I'm not interested in living in the past, like you are." Tara has pointed at her sister who furrowed her eyebrows not understanding what she meant by that, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Chad who had suddenly placed his hands on his hips with Anaya beside him spoke up, "Hey, guys. Come on." He sighed.

"Can you two just take this argument in the house, or something?" Amaya recommended, especially when people were hearing this all about this argument.

Tara pointed her fingers around, "It means I'm not going to allow what happened to us for three days define the rest of my life." She had circled her hand around on what that meant.

Samantha glanced at her sister in pure shock, "So, you're just going to pretend it never happened?" She basically questioned her sister.

Tara ignored that response and quickly questioned her, "What are you doing here sam? In New York, you are working two shitty jobs to help rent, I mean whatever. What's your plan? I know what I'm going to do, okay 'cause I'm going to keep going to college, and get my degree and I'm going to live my life. My life." Tara pointed to herself, "I mean, you just follow me here and never leave my sight." She had whispered that part.

"I'm just trying to look out for you."

Tara who simply grabbed onto her own face before releasing her face, responded, "I- I know you are, you can't do it for the rest of my life." Tara pointed to her own sister, "You have to let me go."

Just as Samantha was about to answer a group of girls arrived to their direction with one of the ultimately throwing water at Sam's directing, shouting, "Murderer!" With all of her group of friends giggling.

With Samantha who managed to shove her, all with Chad who quickly scrambled towards Samantha attempting to hold her down, "What is wrong with you, bitch!?" Samantha snarled, in pure venom attempting to make another move but couldn't.

All while, Amaya and Mindy attempted to slap their phones away, but they had managed to pull their phones back from their view, and just as everything was peaceful, and they were relaxing, Amaya had suddenly felt a slight poke on her back, and instantly capturing her attention.

A fucking red slushy was thrown all over her face and entire outfit, as that had ultimately made everyone gasp, "That's what you get for accusing someone who never fucking raped you, attention seeking bitch!" The girl had practically snarled at Amaya, and running off.

Amaya remained frozen with Chad who suddenly approached her, and making her instantly flinch when she had felt someone touch her, she had already felt a few tears of hers beginning to slide down her eyes, she wasn't in the fucking mood to be touched or spoken with by anyone right now, so she did the most rational thing without thinking.

"Don't fucking touch me."

She had instantly shoved the hand away from her shoulder, and simply walking past all her friends, with Chad right behind her along with the rest of her friends.

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𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, I don't know if I like this chapter, but whatever.

I swear she'll apologize to Chad for saying that to him, and omg I can't wait for Amaya to see Kirby, again. 🤭🤭 Last time she's seen her was 🌙.

Hopefully I don't end up rewriting this chapter.