Chapter Twenty Four : Trouble

A/N to make up for the previous short chapter, I tried to make this one long

After a long debate, I caved in. I had no other choice but to come. Dakota throwing a party would end in disaster. But as long as I was around I could at least try to keep him out of trouble. Typical babysitting job that I was always left with but what should I have expected. Knowing my parents were practically right across the street put me on the edge. My parents said they wouldn't be back until late tonight and Dakota's parents decided to visit extended family on the other side of town for the night. One way or the other they would find out and my parents would be back home only to see a crowd of teenagers going in and out of the Moreau's house from across the street. I shook my head as I was setting up the drink table, wondering why Dakota even thought of having this thing in the first place. It didn't make sense. Why couldn't he party else where like all the other times?

I glared at him from across the room, watching him haul a keg into the kitchen with the help of Alex, who he had failed to mention would be coming to help out. How could he forgive him so easily? He outed us to coach, who I'm sure would've find out sooner or later. Alex obviously had a problem with the two of us being together but I guess people change and kiss ass when they hear the word alcohol and party. They'd do anything for it. I wondered how Dakota was able to get a hold of beer in the first place and if it would be enough for the amount of people that would be coming. The deeper in thought I became about this whole situation, the more angry I felt. I can't catch a break with this guy. But what do I expect? It's been this way for years and it's only bothering me now.

"Are you going to help, or are you going to keep glaring at me." Dakota said, his face cracked a grin before winking at me. I rolled my eyes, walking over to him and Alex, helping them haul the rest of the kegs inside. I muttered under my breath, cursing Dakota for getting me into this.

"Trouble in paradise?" Alex smirked. I scoffed, dropping the keg. It landed on the floor with a loud thud before I walked away from the two and into a different room. The sound of his voice alone made me irritated and wanted nothing to do with this. I was being a prissy little drama queen and I hated it but at the same time I couldn't help it. I changed when it came to Dakota, even before this relationship started. I sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose. All I have to do is get through this night.

Soon after the set up, groups of people started to show, some I recognized, most I didn't. I lost sight of Dakota after the first hour with part of me still angry at him. The place was over crowded and hot as I made my way to the kitchen to grab a beer.

"Luka!"

"Hey Gemma." I smiled immediately, feeling like I hadn't seen her in weeks. She had on a tight black dress, with a little too much cleavage but who I am to judge her fashion choices. I averted my eyes, not to stare.

"Great party." She chuckled barely audible, looking like she'd already downed a couple cold ones.

"Where's Jane?" I asked over the loud upbeat music.

"Studying." Gemma rolled her eyes, taking a sip of her drink.

"Wanna dance?" She asked, moving closer to me with a grin. I nodded with a smile, but not before downing a beer. I would probably need it for whatever was going to happen tonight and whose to say a babysitter can't have fun, right?

The dance floor- a.k.a the living room, was full of other teenagers from school grinding on each other, blacked out of their minds. Gemma's body was practically pressed up against me. I could feel the hot air as she breathed, dancing in front of me and grabbing my hand to spin herself around.

After two songs, I called it quits and walked over to the drinks, grabbing one. I could feel the alcohol's affects as I took a swig of it, my body feeling bubbly and light.

Gemma was getting to the point of blacking out so I had to cut her off. Looks like I was babysitting for two tonight. Maybe that's the real reason Jane chose to study, she wanted a break from looking after Gemma. The music seemed to grow louder and the house more crowded than earlier. I hadn't seen Dakota since the party started but I pushed that to the back of my mind, along with the fear of my parents walking over here and tried to enjoy the rest of the night.

Gemma leaned against my arm, seeming like she was going to pass out as she swayed back and forth. I grabbed her by the arms to balance her, keeping her on her feet.

"Gemma. Do you have a ride home?" I asked her as she continued to sway. She shook her head and nearly tipped over. I cursed under my breath and hesitantly grabbed her by the waist, swinging one of her arms over my shoulder.

I made my way into Dakota's room after squeezing past the ocean of teenagers who wreaked of alcohol. It was quiet and dark as I laid Gemma on the bed. By now she had looked like a hot mess. I sat on the edge of the bed as I took out my phone and called Jane.

"Hey, are you busy?"

"I'm already here. Where is she?"

"Down the hall, it's the second last door on the left." Not long after the phone call, Jane came into Dakota's room looking like she'd just rolled out of bed with sweats and a sweater. The look suited her.

"I knew she'd drink too much." Jane scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"I should've known you'd be here to pick her up." I chuckled more to myself.

"Aren't I always?" She said with a smirk, walking over to Gemma and swinging one of her arms over her own shoulder.

"Do you need help taking her out?" I asked as I opened the bedroom door.

"I got it." Jane said and disappeared into the crowd.

After sometime I decided to grab another beer and look around for Dakota, who was most likely blacked out somewhere. I walked up to the football team who were crowding the front door entrance. Swallowing my pride and pushing it deep down, I asked Alex if he had seen Dakota anywhere.

"Your boy? Well he's right over there." Alex said with a grin, pointing across the room.

I turned around to find Dakota, talking with Eva, who had a hand on his chest. I bit my lip and gritted my teeth, muttering a thanks to Alex as I walked away from him and headed towards the two.

"What are you doing?" I asked, slightly slurring my words.

"Talking, you know. Like the way you and Gemma talk." He said, taking a swig of his beer. Eva had on a smirk that made me want to knock it right off of her. I scoffed and shook my head in disbelief.

"Whatever." I started walking away, not up for arguing in front of everyone. Alex would sure get something out of it. Dakota grabbed my wrist, whipping me around and for a moment I thought he was going to apologize. Instead, he moved closer to Eva, nearly touching her lips with his.

I couldn't hold it back any longer and shoved him away from her, sending him reeling into a random group of teenagers. Eva screamed, getting the attention of everyone around us. Dakota looked up at me, his eyes wide and full of anger. I stared him down, ready to take anything he had. He ran towards me and tackled me to the floor, knocking the wind out of me for a moment. I coughed as he sat on top of me, giving me cheap shots to the face that I could barely feel. Before I could do anything, someone pulled Dakota off of me and it was only then that I realized I had a mouth full of blood.

I stood up, spitting it out, getting ready to fight again. Until I realized it was my dad who pulled us apart, along with a boy I didn't recognize.

"Home." My dad had me by the collar of my shirt. I shoved his hand off of me and stormed out of the house. I could hear him yelling from across the street, telling people to get out. My mom was already waiting at the front door for me, tapping her foot against the floor with crossed arms.

"Did you think we wouldn't notice?" She sneered as I walked past her.

"It wasn't my idea."

"You were always a bad influence on Dakota. Maybe it's time you find friends better suited to your behaviour." I scoffed at her and turned around.

"Maybe it's time you stop acting like I'm always the one in the wrong. You think Dakota is so special? You don't know the fucking half of it." I walked into my bedroom and slammed the door, locking it behind me. I threw myself on my bed and screamed into my pillow as loud as I could.

I'm in so much trouble tomorrow.

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