Chapter One: Getting Droned
"Hey! Watch it!" A boy, unknown to Ellie Nash, said to her as she walked
by. The room was crowded, and stuffy. The loud house music was blaring so
loud that it gave Ellie a headache. To her, it was either the music, the
lights, or the booze.
As she made her way through the room, she kept bumping into people,
and she felt dizzy. She already had 2 beers, and 3 Smirnoff Ice. The
effects were really kicking in now, and Ellie knew sooner or later that she
would throw up. As she stumbled pass people, she tripped over some one
foot, and fell hard on the floor. She just laid there. Then suddenly she,
out of the blue, she started to laugh. At nothing in particular any way.
Ashley told her not to go to the party anyway, but Ellie was getting
sick and tired of her bitching and complaining that she decided to go. But
Ashley didn't know she was there. And drinking any way. As Ellie thought
about this, she started to feel sick to her stomach. She had to throw up.
As she jumped up off the floor, she stumbled across the room, and fell
again. She could hear some people laughing at her in the distance. But
she didn't care. All she cared about right now was getting to the
When she got up, she could feel her mouth watering up. But before
she realized it, she threw up all the stuff on her stomach. It burned her
throat as it came up, and out of her mouth. After she finished retching,
and vomiting, she felt better. That was the good part. The bad part was
that she almost threw up on Manny Santos's brand new sneakers.
"What the hell!" Manny shrieked. When she looked down, she saw
Ellie, kneeling on the floor in front of her, holding her stomach. When
Ellie's gaze rose from the floor to Manny's face, she felt dizzy again.
"Oh god. Are you okay, Ellie?" Manny asked with a look of concern on
her face. Without thought, Ellie proceeded to get up again. She had to
find her way to the bathroom. But the only thing was that she couldn't
stand up. She felt sluggish all over. And she was so dizzy that she could
hardly see anything.
"Ellie, come on and get up. Lets go to the bathroom." Manny stated
as she pulled her up to her feet. As Manny lead her away from the music,
lights, and people, Ellie started to giggle. She didn't know what was
funnier, her almost throwing up on Manny's shoes, or getting drunk then
throwing up. Ellie's feet felt heavy as she climbed the stairs. But she
somehow managed to get from the living room to the up-stairs bathroom. She
then felt her mouth water up again. This was a sign that meant, she had
throw up again. As she felt Manny pull on her arm, she suddenly realized
that it was really dark up stairs.
"Where are we going?" Ellie giggled as Manny struggled to get her to
"To the bathroom. You're drunk, and that's why you threw up. So
stop dragging, and come on." Manny sighed as she pulled the girl closer and
closer to the bathroom.
"I'm not sick! It was something I ate." Ellie said.
"No it wasn't, so come on, okay." Manny replied as she opened the
bathroom door. That was the longest walk from a living room to a bathroom
that Ellie had ever took in her natural life.
As soon as Manny switched on the bathroom light, Ellie rushed towards
the toilet, and Manny closed the door so they could have some privacy, and
shut out some of the loud music from downstairs.
While she was throwing up, for the second time in the same night, she felt
Manny patting and rubbing her back. To Ellie it was comfort, but to Manny,
it was awkwardness. She never really paid much attention to her. She was
punk, and thought that hotties like her were too hot and pretty to hang
around them. But tonight she felt funny. Like something was bound to
happen, but she didn't know what. She felt that Ellie really needed her at
the time, and that it would be pretty helpful to her, and herself that she
When she finished, Manny asked her if she was okay.
"Yeah." Ellie whispered. Manny reached over to the sink and grabbed
a washcloth so she could wipe her mouth.
"You want some water or something?" she asked
"Yes, please." Ellie replied. Manny got up and filled one of the
paper cups that was stacked on the side of the sink, and filled it up with
water. Ellie eagerly snatched it from her hand. As she gulped it down,
she felt Manny's eyes watching her.
"What?" Ellie asked.
"See what happen when you drink," she replied as-matter-of-factly.
"I wasn't drinking. It was something I ate earlier."
"Yeah. Right. I'll tak-"
But before Manny could finish her statement, the bathroom door burst
open. Ellie was startled to see Sully looking at her and Manny with a look
of disgust on his face.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" he said.
"Nothing, baby. She almost threw up on me, and so I brung her up
her." Manny replied innocently.
"Is she drunk?" Sully asked her.
"Yeah. Don't she look drunk?"
"Don't get smart with me, bitch, okay?" he demanded
"Okay." Manny replied. Sully then studied her, and Ellie, with a
look of pleasure and curiosity on his face.
"I want you to do something for me."
"What?" Manny replied, annoyed.
"Go down to the room at the end of the hall, and wait in there.
"Don't ask questions! Just do what I said. NOW!!" He shouted.
"Okay!" She replied directly.
"And take the drunk chick with you."
"'Cause I fucking said so! That's why."
"Okay." Manny replied pathetically.
As soon as Manny started to help her up, Ellie was confused. She
didn't know what they were talking about, and where she was going. But she
was too tired to care.
Sully followed them into the room down the hall, without telling
neither one of them what was about to happen.
When they both was seated on the bed in the dimly, lit room, Ellie
started to laugh again. She didn't know what was so funny though. Manny
then started to rub her back as she looked at Sully.
"Just stay right there until I get back." He demanded.
"Okay." She replied. Manny didn't know what he wanted them to do.
Not something stupid she hoped. But there was no telling. But as he
slipped out the door and down the hall, she told Ellie to lie down. With
her being drunk as she was, she obeyed.
As Manny started to wipe her sweaty forehead, she heard some voices
down the hall. She heard Sully's voice, along with some others. She
couldn't make out who they were, but they were coming closer and closer
towards the room, in which she and Ellie occupied. Ellie didn't hear the
voices though. She had passed out before they got there.
When they entered the room, one by one, Manny didn't know what to
think. Why in the hell did he bring all these guys up here? What did he
want them to do? The questions ran through her head so fast. She didn't
know what to say, think, or do.
There were eight other guys in the room total, including Sully,
Manny, and Ellie.
Sully was the last to come in. When he closed the door, and turned to lock
it, Manny slowly made her way over to him.
"What in the hell is this?" She angrily stated.
"I told you I want you to do something for me, and this is it. Go
lie down on the bed beside the drunk."
"Didn't I tell you don't fucking ask me questions?" he shouted. All
the guys in the room, looked at the both of them.
"Yeah, but I hope you don't think th-." Sully's reaction startled
her. He pushed her into the wall that was behind her, and grabbed her
wrist so tightly that she cringed in pain.
"There are no if's, and's or but's about it. You're gonna do
whatever I tell you to do, or we are gonna have a lot of fun with you," he
pointed to bed, "and her. Okay?"
"Okay." She replied pitifully. How could he do this to her? She
knew that she couldn't yell for help, because nobody could hear her over
the loud music. And she knew that they were nine of them, and one of her.
They overpowered her. She was a mouse in a room full of snakes. So she did
what he said.
As she walked over to the bed, she looked at Ellie, who had already
passed out, and laid down beside her.
"You guys wanna see two women make love?" Sully shouted over the
room. It was followed by "Yeahs." Manny was desperate to find a way out,
but she knew she couldn't.
"Take off your shirt, and pants, along with her's," he demanded. She
obeyed. After she had finished stripping her and Ellie down to their
underwear and bras, she waited for more instructions.
"Show me how two ladies have sex." Sully instructed. "Oh yeas," and
"Whoas" followed this. And she obeyed.
Little did she know that Ellie was conscious until then. She had
nearly seen and heard everything until that moment. But she didn't know
what the words meant. She couldn't put hem together. She was too weak to
move, or say anything. So the only thing she could possibly do was let
herself drift off into the dark state of unconsciousness.