Chapter 59: Victoria's party 2

**Author's note
Happy birthday Pure Queen

After lots of people have done their dare, I began to feel nervous because everyone kept doing their dare and no one drank a bottle of whisky or went home like Victoria said we would if we don't Dare.

It was my turn and I walked to the middle, before I got there everyone cheered me. I was so nervous because I didn't want to disappoint anyone. I sighed and looked at my paper,

"Here it says ... Uh 'Kiss your... boyfriend" I said then they all looked at me weirdly,

"Kiss your boyfriend? That's impossible I didn't write that," Victoria said and walked to me, she took the paper from my hand and read it, "It says twerk naked in front of everyone," she said then everyone cheered so loudly.

"No no no no no I'm going for the bottle of whisky," I said then everyone boo me.

Okay I have to say this, celebrities deserve an award, especially footballers. When you're playing and the fans aren't satisfied with your skills, over a thousand people boo you and they survive, that's quite surprising because they weren't up to a hundred people booing me at that party and I wished the ground could swallow me up.

I thought about dancing naked but with my Lola experience, I can never risk my nudity.
"Just give me the bottle of whisky," I said then Victoria got me a bottle of whisky. I collected it from her hand and smiled because I thought I was strong enough to hold alcohol.

I opened it without thinking twice and gulped it. 10 seconds after I started gulping, I removed it from my mouth and coughed then everyone cheered me.

"Drink it, drink it, drink it," they all yelled, then I put it in my mouth and continued to drink it. Well I drank it to the last sip and threw the bottle on the floor. Everyone cheered me so much, in fact they, made me feel like I did the hardest dare but to me, I felt it was nothing, I don't drink so I didn't know how it works. I walked back to where I was standing and it was Jones's turn. Jones walked to the middle and read his dare,

"It says here 'If you're a boy, kiss the girl hosting the party until she gets wet and cries for sex. If you're a girl, order a guy to do it' Well I'm a boy so...," he said and grabbed Victoria, "I don't think that's a good idea Jones, maybe you should ...," he kissed Victoria without waiting for her to finish talking and everyone looked at me curiously. I looked at everyone, "What?" I asked feeling less concerned then they all looked back at Jones and began to cheer him.

Okay after drinking a whole bottle of whisky, I could see everything going on and I was aware of it but it was like I wasn't in control of myself. I stood and fell again then everyone exclaimed. I stood and walked to Jones, before I got to him, Victoria had already started apologizing but I ignored her and looked at Jones,

"You're a good kisser Jones, come on and give me my own kiss" I said. Everyone began to laugh but I didn't care. I turned and looked at everyone,

"Yo, let's get this party started," I yelled and everyone cheered "Dj, play me some fucking music," I yelled {Played song: Punani by 6ix9ine} when the beat dropped, everyone stood up and began to dance, girls twerked and boys rocked.

I could see myself dancing but I'm sure it was against my will. While I was dancing, a guy came behind me and rocked me. While he rocked me I could feel his dick was hard so I began to twerk so hard. While we were dancing, my phone rang, I picked the call without looking at who was calling me,

"Hello,"

"Hello Angie, please I need your help, I'm in trouble, Jones was right, it was Lola that sent the text, now she's with a bunch of guys chasing me...,"

"I can't hear you, maybe call later," I interrupted and hung up the call, then I continued to dance. After 3 straight hours of dancing, I sat on one of the couches my eyes.

I opened my eyes and found myself in a room putting on a big white sleeveless cloth without pants. I sat up and my head began to hurt me so bad. I stood up and found my phone on the table in the room. I picked it and looked at it, I had 6 missed calls from Betty and 1 text message. I opened the text message and read it,

"Angie, as soon as you get this text please call me, I've called 911 but they aren't here yet. Lola is after me with some tugs and they want to hurt me,"

When I read the text I gasped and covered my mouth. I tried to call Betty but then a dark skinned cute guy walked into the room.

"Wow, you're awake," he said.

"Uh... yeah, and please who are you?" I asked curiously,

"My name is Timmy, you were so high last night that a lot of guy wanted to have sex with you, man I fought those guys to get you to safety," he said and displayed his arms, "You see this mark over here, I got hit by a chair," he said.

I felt grateful when he said this but at the same time I became upset because I was worried. Timmy said lots of guys wanted to have sex with me last night, but where was Jones when all these was happening. I thaked him and we exchanged numbers. I told him I wanted to leave and he saw me off. Before I left, he called me and told me I would pay him for helping me clean my puke. When he said this I thought he was serious, after a second he yelled, "Just kidding," and laughed then I smiled and headed to look for Betty.