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“You need to loosen up a little.” Since I wasn’t about to let her bring me down, I went across the room to three of the unoccupied guys to get my own party started. I hadn’t cum in a while, and the coke was already making its way through my system in a way that I knew was going to rev me up any second.

I let one of the guys place a strip of LSD on my tongue and waited for the rush I knew was going to come. I didn’t know who was kissing me and who was taking my clothes off, and I didn’t care.

Pretty soon, all of the guys in the room were crowding around me because they knew who was the best in the room. I took turns sucking them off before I was riding one, getting my ass stuffed by another while sucking the chrome off a third.

The other girls got in on the action while Mitzie sat there looking put out. She always does this shit, and it’s getting old. I didn’t notice when she got up and went into the bedroom, slamming the door shut behind her because I didn’t care.

She was probably mad that her man was fucking the shit out of me but whatever. She should know by now that I can have any man I want and have in the past. It’s not like she and Pete were engaged.

The other girls and I took some more hits together, along with some molly, and the party really got going then. I don’t know how much time had passed or how many dicks I had taken where; I just knew I felt alive for the first time in way too long.

The door kept opening and closing with more guys showing up, some of whom I didn’t know, but I didn’t care. This wasn’t my first time at the Rodeo. It didn’t matter how rough some of the guys got, this was all part of the game, so I let myself be used any which way they wanted and enjoyed the hell out of it.

I was covered in cum from having the guys jizz all over me in a circle jerk. One freak liked rubbing other men’s jizz all over my tits before licking it off; some of the other guys were watching some girl-on-girl action before joining in the fun.

I noticed Pete and a couple guys head to his bedroom but didn’t think anything of it. I’m not a babysitter, and it was none of my business. It’s time Mitzie got with the program and realized that we’re no longer in middle school, and that stupid shit was for kids.

She seems to think that she and Pete are in some kind of monogamous relationship when everyone knows Pete’s a player who fucks anything in a skirt. Whatever, I’m not about to let her ruin my high; she’s an adult, one that’s older than me, by the way; she can take care of herself.

MITZIE

Why do I always do this stupid shit? Every time I get too high, I go into a partying mood and forget what happened the last time we partied. I always promised myself that I’d never do it again until the next time it happened. But once the high wears off somewhat, I get very maudlin and hate everything about myself.

I’m not here to judge anyone else or what they do with their life, but there are just some things I am not comfortable with. I like to have sex with my man when I’m high, but that doesn’t mean I want to share myself with everyone who walks through the door.

When the orgy in the other room became too much, I left and went into the bedroom to get away. It’s not the first time I’ve seen Pete making out with someone else and had my high not worn off as much as it did; I probably wouldn’t have minded.

But as soon as I heard who was coming tonight, I decided I needed to pace myself. There are a couple of Lacey’s friends that have been trying to get me to sleep with them for years at this point and no matter how much I tell them that I’m not interested, it always seems to land on deaf ears.

I was in the room for no more than ten minutes when the door opened, and Pete walked in with just the two people I was trying to get away from. Before I could even say a word, Pete approached me, and before I knew it, I felt a prick in my arm.

“What…” Whatever he’d hit me with acted fast, or maybe it just mixed with whatever was already in my system because I was fading out fast. I tried fighting them off when the two men started pulling at my clothes with Pete just standing back there watching.

I saw him put a wad of cash in his pocket and felt something inside me die. I had no energy and couldn’t even cry out for help, not that anyone would’ve heard me over the loud music.

Just as darkness began to fall, I heard what sounded like glass breaking, then there was a scuffle, and everything went dark.

The bright lights of the hospital room hurt like hell when I finally came to; I don’t know how much later. How did I get here? What the hell happened? Where was everyone? All of these questions went through my head as I looked around the room.

This didn’t look like any hospital room I’d ever seen but somehow I knew that that is where I was. Maybe it was the smell or the sounds of the machines, I don’t know. “Good, you’re up.” I turned my head in the direction of that voice in shock.

“Alyssa, what’re doing here?”

“What do you think I’m doing here?”

“If you’ve come here to gloat, you can leave. I get it, you’re better than me, happy?” She got up from the chair and came to stand next to the bed.

“I’m here because someone who was raised by Corbin Archer shouldn’t end up like this.” I snorted and rolled my eyes.

“Good one. Your father didn’t raise me; he hated my guts.”

“What’re you talking about?”

“Oh, like you didn’t know. He only had one daughter, and that was you. He hated everything about me. All those times he took me out was because Mom made him.” Why did she look so surprised? “You didn’t know. Well, let me tell you, he hated my guts because I wasn’t you, his precious daughter. The only reason he ever took me anywhere was because Mom used to threaten your life if he didn’t.”

Why the hell was I talking so much? I never meant to tell her these things. It was bad enough that she’d won at life in every way while I failed; did I need to give her the final nail in my coffin?

“Corbin was mean to you?”

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