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Andrea sat back, against the cool wall of the tub, her eyes closed as her chest heaved. "How could I do this, how could I ruin what I had with Josh?"
Julie brushed her hair out of her face again. "You got caught up in the moment, Andi. It happens, and he should have been here an hour ago. If he hadn't been so late, none of this would have happened."
Andrea shook her head. She never should have gone upstairs with Matt, she should have stayed downstairs and waited for Josh. "I knew he was going to be late, it's my fault," she said.
"Honey, we're young, we're supposed to be out having fun. And Jesus, he fucking hit you, Andi, do you really want to be with someone who would hurt you like that?"
"I deserved it, I deserved everything I got." She would have given anything for Josh to forgive her for what she'd done. She held her face where Josh hit her, the pain still throbbing in her cheek and jaw.
Julie hugged Andrea. "It's gonna be alright, hon. Just try to have a good time tonight. C'mon, it'll be fun, I promise. I'll make sure you have a great time." Julie stood up, taking Andrea's hands and helping her to her feet. "Let's get you cleaned up a little huh?" She turned the water on in the sink and led Andrea over to it, helping her wash the tear-stained make-up from her cheeks.
After a few minutes, Julie had worked her magic on Andrea with some fresh make-up, had her brush the vomit out of her mouth with a spare toothbrush, and she was feeling a little better. "Now let's get you a drink and we can forget all this stuff, okay babe? And don't blame yourself for all this... I should have warned you about Matt, he can be an asshole. Fucking coke dealers. He took advantage of you and Josh should have been here all along."
Julie's words slowly started to sink in as she promised her it would be okay. She followed her out of the bathroom and down the stairs, still a bit apprehensive as Julie grabbed them both a shot and a beer, the loud music pumping through the house.
"Here ya go, babe," Julie said. They were standing next to the kitchen table, fresh beers and a pair of full shotglasses in front of them, a half-full fifth of Jack Daniels, Old No. 7, sitting on the table with the cap lying next to it. "You've been with that jerk for two years now," Julie said, "it's about time you got out and had some real fun!" With that Julie picked up her glass, tapped it to Andrea's, and the girls threw back their shots.
As the girls took drinks of their beers, Julie whispered in Andrea's ear about some of the fun she'd been having in the last couple of months. She even pointed out a couple of the different boys she'd had as they passed through.
About half-way through their beers, Julie pointed out someone to Andrea. "Now... I've heard he's fun, but I've never had the pleasure," Julie said. "If I didn't already have my heart set on something tonight, I'd be all over it," she said, nodding at the boy and smirking. He was on the other side of the room, talking with a couple of his buddies, totally oblivious. Julie looked into Andrea's eyes. "Why don't you tell me what it's like?" Julie said, a wicked smile coming over her face. "I'll play wing-girl, if you want. His name's Logan. I saw him checking you out just a minute ago."
Andrea smiled, took another drink of her beer and nodded. "Yeah, I think I need this," she told Julie, catching Logan's eye as he glanced her way.
Logan had been checking out the two hot girls doing shots of whiskey for the last five minutes as he stood around the party with his buddies. The music was loud, there were some people dancing around them. Logan didn't know the girls, but his friend Brian did, and he let him know what was up.
"You see the brunette? I know for a fact she's hooking up with Mikey McKay tonight. She's a fucking slut but she's amazing in bed," Brian said, a smile crossing his lips at the memory. "The blond is Andrea something. She's had a boyfriend for a long time but I sure don't see him around and she definitely looks like she's in the mood to party."
Logan looked at Brian. "You think?" He looked around the room. "She's one of the hottest fucking girls here."
"And she just gave you a very hungry look, man," Brian replied. Logan turned and looked back at her, and their eyes locked from across the room for a moment. He gave her a bit of a smile before turning back to Brian.
"C'mon, dude, I ain't gettin involved with some broad who's got a boyfriend," Logan said, scoping out the room again. He took a long drink of his beer, his feet tapping to the beat the DJ was spinning for them.
"Well, tell her that yourself, because she's headed your way," Brian said, winking at their other buddy and melting off into the crowd to say hi to other friends.
Andrea finished her beer and grabbed another as she and Julie walked across the room to where Logan was standing with his friend. She smiled as Julie pulled his friend aside, leaving Logan and her alone.
Andrea moved close to Logan, her lips near her ear. "I'm single, drunk, and I wanna dance," she said, her lips grazing his ear before pulling away slightly to look up at him. She took his hand, sliding it to her waist, looking up at him and smiling.
Logan smiled right back, his hand on her waist tightening, and he wasted no time in leading her to the dance floor. He couldn't remember the last time a girl had been quite so forward with him, and he had to admit, he liked it quite a bit. She'd answered all his questions with seven short, simple words.