CHAPTER 39
⌗ 𓂃 𖥔༌ ᰷ ﹅party mayhem﹅ ᰷ 𖥔༌ 𓂃⌗
TW: racist cops,
ik that y/n is greek and they are one of the 'lighter races' and she's not black, but back in the 70s, cops were racist to ANYONE that wasn't white. I'd just like to say that before anyone comes at me
I lay numbly in vance's bed, his red sheets tucked to my nose as I stared at his wall. for once in my life, my brain was silent. it was as if it had been turned off.
"okaaay... i've got you that instant ramen you like and some chips... hey, you awake?" I hardly flinched at the sound of vance's voice. I hummed in response, letting him know i'm awake. "better be hungry then."
I heard him set the tray down on his desk before his face came into my view, his hand brushing a few stray hairs from my face.
"baby?" he whispered, but I stayed silent.
I didn't want to talk, I didn't want to speak to anyone. not even him. moaning slightly, I moved to turn my face into his red pillow. he sighed and stood up, walking around the bed and climbing in behind me. his arm wrapped around my waist and his face pressed into the junction between my shoulder and my neck before he began placing gentle kisses there.
"finney and gwen call every day. they miss you." he murmured. "it's been over a week, y/n-"
"he's still there." I cut him off and he sighed. my voice was hoarse from lack of use and the tears I had shed.
"terrence or stelios?" he asked softly after a moment and I took a second to think.
"both," I end up replying and he sighed again.
"you'll have to face them soon," I didn't reply to his words, letting them hang in the air. "right, come on, we're gonna eat something. it's been a couple days and you're gonna develop an iron deficiency if you keep going this way."
I only groaned weakly when he rolled me over and helped me sit up. it's as if I was a doll in the way he could so easily handle me. he walked over to grab the tray and brought it back, settling it on my thighs.
he helped me eat, encouraging me to eat the whole thing. I let him do so, weakly replying to the conversation he makes as the food he fed me disappeared from right beneath my nose.
***
"what are you doing, y/n?"
vance's sigh turned me to face him at katy's door. I put down the little black dress I was holding, giving him a tight smile. katy and I stood at her wardrobe, looking through it as we tried to find something for me to wear to cheyenne's party the next day. heather sat on katy's bed, snacking on red laces and occasionally giving her two cents to the conversation.
"getting ready for cheyenne's party." I responded, holding up katy's flowy skirt to my body as I turned and looked in the mirror.
"baby, I thought we said we weren't going?" vance said. I huffed and rolled my eyes.
"it's cheyenne's party. I miss my friends, I'm not not going." I replied shortly. "katy, pass me that top?"
vance rubbed a hand over his forehead, a frown coming over his face.
"are you going to be ok?" he asked.
"well you're coming with me, I'm not going alone." I snapped slightly as I held the top and skirt to my body to see how they paired. he nodded, clearing his throat.
"I think maddy has some waist beads that can go with that?" heather suggested.
"oh my god, I know exactly which," katy grinned.
"ooh, yes!" I said.
"y/n..." vance started, making me sigh and place the items in my hands down. I walked over to him and reached up to hold his face while his hands immediately gravitated to my waist.
"it's gonna be fine. i'll go home after this..." I pressed a kiss to his lips.
"what? we like having you here!" heather pouted.
"I'm going to have to go back home eventually," I said to her, fixing a fake smile onto my face. heather continued to pout and I broke away from vance to jump onto the bed beside her, landing on my stomach. I tickled her slightly and she giggled. "I'm gonna come back! I always do!"
"but we all love you so much." she said sulkily, crossing her arms.
"and i'll miss you too," I smiled, picking up a red lace and holding it to her mouth. I laughed when she bit down on it before taking a bite myself. "I promise i'll come back."
she giggled and pressed a sticky kiss to my forehead.
***
the party was in full swing when vance and I arrived. music blared and colourful lights danced across the span of the party. a mixing table with a multitude of different alcohols stood on rickety legs in the kitchen of the house, kids loitering around it as they drank and chatted.
I had decided on katy's white and brown, flowy skirt with a white, tight, cropped, bell sleeved top. maddy's waist beads sat on my bare skin, my hair sitting loose around my shoulders in the waves. eyes landed on me as I walk through, a few boys wolf whistling... which quickly got shut down by vance's evil stare.
"y/n/n, babygirlll!" imani squealed over the music, throwing her arms around my neck and pressing sloppy kisses to my cheek.
"hey!" I laughed, holding her up.
"she's had a bit of a drink," cameron laughed too as he walked over.
"no way," I responded as imani babbled to me. vance and cameron greeted each other with nods as imani jokingly ran her hand over my chest. "ok, let's sit you down."
I say imani on the couch in the front room and shrieked when I saw cheyenne skipping over, dragging bruce along with her. we greeted each other with hugs, pressing a kiss to each of their cheeks.
"dude, carter is upstairs with michael rivers!" arlo came over, grinning as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
"no way!" we all exclaimed, sharing cheeky glances.
***
the party was a blast, everyone danced away and drank until their heads span. I was happily dancing with vance, swaying my body around and swishing my skirt. we were both a bit drunk, vance able to handle his alcohol more than I could. blue and red lights began mixing with cheyenne's colourful lights and sirens sounded over the music.
"shit, cops!" vance yelled.
people scattered.
vance took my hand and began pulling me through the house and out of the back door. we ran, hopping the chain fence of the back yard and running through the back pathways. we took a right, booking it towards my house, the closest to cheyenne's out of the two of us.
"you two freeze! put your hands where I can see them." a cop jumped in front of us, gun pointed to us. his partner stopped beside him, gun pointed at us. we both raised our hands, vance sighing heavily. "you're both under arrest for underage drinking at an illegal house party."
the two moved towards us, holstering their guns and grabbing their handcuffs. one of them places vance in his handcuffs, moving his hands to sit behind his back. I yelped when the other of the two cops grabbed me, manhandling me over the hood of the nearby cop car and cuffing me.
"hey! don't touch her like that!" vance yelled, fighting the cop.
"shut it! have you seen the colour of your little girlfriend's skin? she could jump us at any moment." the cop holding vance snapped.
***
FLASH.
"and turn to your right for me, sweetheart."
FLASH.
"and your left."
FLASH.
"give us a smile, sweet cheeks."
I smiled and gave the old, grey-moustached cop an overly sweet smile with a middle finger.
"gorgeous." he slurred.
"eat shit."
***
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