A Revenge He Regrets

AVA

If I had known better, then best believe I would be nowhere near the four walls of this madhouse they called a party. If agreeing to Liam's stupid bet had a ranking on my list of regrettable life choices, then tonight had definitely taken the number one spot. I should have known he wasn't up to any good when he'd walked into my room two days ago.

"I have something for you." The lopsided grin he wore was still fresh in my mind. "A bet. One I think you'd be able to do."

"I'm not interested, Liam." That had been my response, but he wasn't having it. "I have other important things to do. Go on and have fun without me."

"You haven't even heard it yet, Aves." He grinned. He loved to call me that even though my name was literally so easy to pronounce. "At least give me a chance to tell you what it is."

"Two minutes." I folded my hands across my chest turning in my chair to face him. "Nothing more."

"I bet you can't come to the party at the Martell's house." I should have known his sly grin would only get me into trouble. "If you do come, and stay till the end of it, I promise I'll do anything you want for the rest of the month."

"A month is a pretty long time, Lee." I'd mused. "Would you be able to handle it."

"Try me." He chuckled taking a seat on my bed. "Just imagine it. You'll have me to bend in whatever way you like. You could even force me to study, and all you have to do to get this, is come to a party."

"I don't know." I had muttered, I had a feeling this was a bad idea. "I guess it doesn't sound all that bad..."

All it took for the memory to disappear was a loud thud behind me. I didn't bother checking it out because I could bet my life it was one of the other teenagers trying to cause a ruckus with the little ounce of freedom they'd gotten tonight.

My stomach churned and I was quick to blame it on the loud music that came tumbling from the house in front of me. Call me crazy or whatever, but I could swear the walls were rattling, all thanks to the speakers coming from the inside. Neon lights lined the walls, and the decorations screamed that a lot of time had been put into it, but it still didn't change how I felt about the place. My eyes scanned the pool in the area I was currently at, and I wasn't the least bit impressed.

Sweat slicked teenagers squeezed past one another in a blur of neon bracelets and spilled soda. I could swear the night was cold when Liam, his friend, Asher and I had set out, but right now, I felt suffocated. The air was thick with the aroma of cheap