I Am Invincible

Zach’s POV

“Hey!” I heard Cameron say into the phone, sounding pretty awake considering that it was probably about 6am in Australia.
“Hi baby. How are you?”
“Much better now that I’m talking to you,” he said cutely. I don’t know how I was lucky enough to get a boy like Cameron, but I’m definitely grateful.
“How do you sound so perky this early in the morning, it’s like 6 o’clock or something there, right? I thought I might’ve woken you up.”
“Yeah… I’ve been waking up really early lately; it’s really annoying, actually. Anyway, why did you feel the need to wake me up?” he asked. I could practically hear him smiling.
“Oh, I was just letting you know that Ryan’s invited me to this party at one of his friends’ houses, so I won’t be able to talk to you later,” I informed him.
“A party?”
“Yeah. Just a random house party, one of Ryan’s friends is hosting it…”
“Zachary! Are you ready? What the hell are you doing? We’re leaving, like, right now!” Ryan shouted at me from his bedroom.
“Just telling Cam. I’m ready, I’ve just been waiting for you,” I shouted back after pulling the phone away from my ear before I deafened my boyfriend. I placed it back on my ear.
“Do you need to go?” he asked, sounding upset.
“Yeah, Ryan’s nagging. Sorry, baby. Hey I’ll call you tomorrow morning okay, your time? I love you,” I told him.
“Yeah,” he said with a sigh, “I love you too. Have fun.”
“Yep, bye,” I said, as Ryan came out of his bedroom and grabbed the phone from my hand, hanging up.
“You ready?” he asked.
“Of course I am, I’ve been ready for ages!” I replied, exasperated.
“Well… let’s go then!” Ryan shouted. He grabbed my arm and pulled me out the door.

~~~

Lights were flashing, it was smoky. My head was thumping in time to the dance music that came blaring though the speakers. People were everywhere. Dancing, talking, eating, drinking, making out. I didn’t even know whose party this was. Ryan never told me. As soon as we arrived, a cup was shoved in my hand by Ryan before he went off into the crowd of people. As much as I looked around, I recognised no-one. Why the fuck does Ryan always have to bring me to these things? I thought to myself as I took a sip from the cup. It tasted like shit and I coughed a little before taking another sip, figuring that maybe I just needed to get used to the flavours. Or something like that.

Before I knew it, I had finished the cup and went off in search for another. Somehot random guy tried to make me dance with him as I made my way over to the refreshments table, but I blew him off. After all, I do have a boyfriend. My hands found another cup and I guzzled it down, immediately feeling dizzy. I had no idea what was in that cup, but it was strong. And I wanted more.

~~~

I was drunk. That three word sentence is a complete understatement. I was wasted, trashed, plastered, smashed, absolutely and completely shit-faced. But I knew what I was doing.

I danced, I ate, I drank and I stumbled around. I talked absolute rubbish to whoever would listen.

I let the warm hand on my forearm guide me upstairs to a dark bedroom.

I let my clothes be removed, and I removed clothes.

I let them kiss me, touch me.

I let them push me onto the bed and straddle me. I let them moan as I plunged into them.

I let them lay across my chest when we were done.

~~~

I woke up in an unfamiliar bed. My head was thumping from all the alcohol I had consumed the night before.
I heard someone stir next to me and I looked to my right. Long chestnut hair flowed down the person’s bare back.
I looked down. I was naked. So was the girl that was lying peacefully next to me.
Realisation struck.
What have I done?