One Chance (Part 1)(49)

About two hours later I hear constant whispers, but can’t figure out what the hell people are whispering about. “Hey, what’s all the whispering?” I ask Quinn.

“No clue,” she says completely oblivious to everything around us right now.

A guy walks up to us, “You’re Haley right?” he asks.

“Yeah.”

“I wanted to see if you were free tonight, say 11:00 p.m.?” the guys asks.

“For what?”

“I was told you wanted to get fucked tonight, so I figured I’d get first dibs,” he says while he laughs.

“Excuse me?” I ask just when another guy walks up to us, “Since he has the 11:00 p.m. I’ll take the 11:30 p.m. time slot,” he says as he hands me a piece of paper. I look at it and it takes me a minute to figure out what the fuck it is, but it’s a list of names with times filled in on where I’m supposed to meet them for their turn.

“Is this some kind of a fucking joke?” I yell as I hold the paper up, “I’m not sleeping with any of you.”

“That’s not what you said last night,” A guy says out of nowhere, causing everyone around to laugh.

“I never said anything last night,” I yell.

The guy steps closer showing himself to me, I have no idea who he is though, “You’re right, you didn’t say anything last night because you were too busy sucking my dick,” he says to me with a straight face, the people around just laughing.

“No I didn’t.”

“Baby its okay; you don’t have to be embarrassed. You’re allowed to suck whoever’s cock you want. You are in college after all. It’s where you can learn new tricks,” he says laughing.

“I didn’t suck you off last night asshole.”

“Well if you want to get technical, fine then it was this morning, but don’t worry you’re learning. I’m sure soon enough you’ll be a pro.”

“Who the hell are you?” I yell, pissed off at this guy for lying in front of all these people about me.

“You can’t even remember my name?” he says laughing, “Last night you had no problem calling it out over and over again every time I fucked you,” he says looking pissed.

“Wait you fucked her last night too?” a strange voice says out of nowhere.

“Hell yeah you’re fucking right I did.”

“Fuck you sure do get around,” the new found stranger says.

“I didn’t sleep with either of you last night,” I yell wishing I could just disappear.

Then all of a sudden two more guys walk up to me, “You had no problem letting us take you last night. How many guys can you handle in a night Haley?”

“What the hell kind of joke is this?” I yell. Then I hear some girl yell “Skank,” and another yell “Slut,” while other people are laughing and starting to chant the horrible names.

“We need to go now,” Quinn says as she grabs my arm and pulls me towards the door. The chants get louder as we make our way through the house and out the door, but it doesn’t stop, because there are people on the lawn out front that throw in their nasty comments too.

I start running towards home, wanting to be swallowed up whole.

“What the hell just happened?” Quinn yells, causing me to stop in my tracks.

“You think I know? You saw me last night; I never left the fucking house.”

“Do you think that was Liam’s doing?”

“I didn’t even see him there, did you?”

“Would that stop him?”

“It’s been over two weeks since he made that threat. Don’t you think he would have done something before now?”

“I have no idea Haley, but if that was the start of something, it’s only going to get uglier,” she says as we walk briskly home.

When we enter the house there are only a few girls up and they say goodnight as we head up the stairs for bed.

“I hope when I wake up that tonight was just a bad dream,” I say as I change and lie down.

“I wish it was sweetheart, but unfortunately I was there to witness it, so I know that’s not the case.

I check the time, but realize it’s too late to text Kenzie or Brody. I wonder if they know what Liam’s up to. Probably not, but it can’t hurt to ask.

Before I know it Friday is here and I’m grabbing my bag and racing out the door for my first class. I don’t see many people, which I’m grateful for. I don’t need the headache yet. By midafternoon, I’ve been called so many names, it’s ridiculous. Guys keep walking up to me asking when it’s their turn, girls are calling me a whore, skank, slut, a piece of trash, you name it, they are calling me it.