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Oh, my God, it’s so loud in here.” The music seems to be pumping out of every single room. And the smoke! If you’re in here long enough, you’ll get a contact high for sure. “Are you sure he’s here?”
“His friend said he was in here. I need to talk to him. It’s important. I messed up, Lacey.”
“It can’t be that bad,” I yell over the music. “You fight a lot and get back together.”
“This time is different.”
“Why would this time be any different?” We move through the crowd of gyrating bodies, mostly all of them holding a red cup.
“Trust me, it is. Trigg doesn’t take much serious.” She stops walking, brushing her short hair through her fingers, looking around us at the sea of bodies. “This he took very seriously. Where the hell is he? He won’t answer my calls.”
“Calm down. We’ll find him if he’s in here.” I hold her hand, pulling her closer to me so I don’t have to yell so much. “Let’s split up. Both of us looking for him would be faster. You go upstairs, and I’ll look down here.”
“All right. Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“You keep forgetting, I’m one of you guys now.” I smile. “I’m a college girl. I’ve been to two college parties.”
“All right, college girl.” She looks across the room, next to the stairs, where some girls are handing out little cups. “Hey, Deb!”
“Hey, Shay! Jell-O shot?”
Shay takes three from her and hands me one. I stare between the cup in my hand and the ones in hers. My lips twist, knowing her agitation, mixed with alcohol, won’t be good. She slurps them back-to-back and looks at me. “It’s a party, Lacey; I need it.” She swipes another off the table, pushing it into my other hand, and I roll my eyes. “Loosen up, college girl— you’re one of us now.” She raises a brow at me in a challenge. I was the one professing I was one of them and didn’t need to be looked after.
So I don’t argue; I just take the shots. My face contorts into an unflattering grimace at the awfulness I swallowed. This is why I don’t drink. It tastes terrible.
“Deb, whose house is this, and how many rooms up there?” Shay asks, pointing up.
Deb bounces around to the music and bops her head. “The frat rented it. There are about six bedrooms up there. If you’re thinking about getting down, you might want to take a number, or if you’re into it and don’t mind sharing, there’s a room up there that’s a free for all.”
Shay shakes her head look around. “Not my scene. You know if Trigg passed through?”
“I saw him around earlier with a blonde. I haven’t seen him since.” A guy hooks his arm around her stomach, and Deb dances away, cups in hand, giggling.
“I need another one of these.” Shay grabs another Jell-O shot, slurps it down, then crushes the cup and starts upstairs.
“I’ll come get you if I find him,” I yell up, and she waves.
Fifteen minutes of walking around the crush of bodies in a dimly lit McMansion, and there’s still no sighting of Trigg. It’s an open floor plan, and if all these loud, drunk partygoers weren’t here I could see every room from this end of the house. It’s stuffy and hot. I’m ready to go, but I promised Shay I would come with her to find Trigg.
She was the most upset I’ve ever seen her. She came to the house going on about how she messed it all up, but wouldn’t say how. Now here I am wishing I was home waiting for Landon to come over after he helped his friend move. I know he’s going to be upset when I tell him I went to a frat party with Shay to find Trigg. He hates this fraternity.
I wade through the crowd, over to the stairs again, planning to continue my tiresome search. I get nearer and see Shay angrily pushing her way through people on the stairs, not caring about the dirty looks she’s getting. Whatever she found, it’s not good. I wave my hand, trying to get her attention, calling her name. Her head turns my way, and we meet up after trudging through dancing bodies.
“Did you find him?”
“I found the fucker! He was getting his dirty dick spit-shined by some chick who didn’t have the decency to look ashamed.”
Oh, Trigg. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault he’s a douche. God! I was so right. I totally made the right decision. Screw him!” she yells, attracting attention even with the pounding music. “He looked up at me and didn’t say a word. He just sat there with his pants down, getting high as fuck on a joint, like it’s any other lazy day.”
I don’t know what to say. I’m shocked. I’m sure they could have worked out whatever went on between them before this. But now that’s not going to happen. “Let’s go; I’ll drive. You should spend the night at the house, not alone at your place. We can make little Trigg dolls and stick pins in them. It’ll be therapeutic.”
The corner of her lip tilts up. She shakes her head, running her hand roughly through her hair. “I can’t. I need to stop thinking about him.” She smashes her car keys into my hand. “I’ll get a ride from Deb. Go home. I’ll stop by tomorrow and pick it up. I let him get to me. I’m an idiot.”
“You’re not. You liked him.” So much so, she kept going back, which never happens.
