Chapter 5

Hazel's POV

It's official. Coming to this frat house party was such a bad idea. Whoever they are, it's obvious that this would end up bad. My eyes are glued on those guys as they are walking towards our direction.

"Get inside-" Jordan said, not even looking at me.

Is that for me? Is he talking to me right now?

"Get inside." He repeated, as I just stood there in silence, debating whether that 'order' is meant for me or someone else.

But clearly, he's talking to me.

I let out a deep sigh. I don't really have that much energy to argue with him, and I still don't feel that well even though I just threw up on his shoes. But still...

I honestly don't like the way he bosses me around tonight. I am not one of those bimbos who would do everything that he says obediently, like he owns me.

Never.

"Hazel, get inside." He turns his head to look at me, as if he knows exactly what's on my mind right now.

"For once, could you please do as I say?" He adds, pleading. I could see the desperation just by looking at his eyes.

Even though I hated the fact that I had to do what he told me to, he's right. Now is not the time for me to behave like this.

"Girls, I think Jordan's right... just get inside, okay?" Roman looks at both Keira and Keisha, and then me.

"Let's go-" I sighed, as I looked at the twins. They both nodded at me.

And just as I am about to make my move into the house, one of the guys that just crashed the party whistled. I turn my head to look at him.

"Woah... who's that hot chick?" He said, as he stood right in front of us, his eyes on me.

I could hear Jordan let out a deep sigh, as I could even hear him cursing at that guy under his breath as he took a step forward to face them, closer.

"Could you just fuck off?" Jordan said with a shrug.

"Hi, I'm Daryl... What's your name sweetheart?" That guy asks, chuckling, clearly ignoring Jordan's hostility. The other two guys that stood beside that Daryl guy chuckles a little as they look at my direction.

"That is none of your fucking business." Jordan replied, as he let out a harsh breath.

Keira stood beside Keisha, holding her hand, scared. Hell, I am too. Who are these guys anyway? Both Aden and Roman are just a few steps away from where me and Jordan are standing right now, while all the guys from inside the frat house stand at the open’s door, all tensed up.

I was just about to continue walking inside the house with both Keisha and Keira when suddenly there were even more cars that stopped right in front of the frat house.

What the hell?

There are two more cars there, and about eight guys are coming out from the cars, walking towards us.

"Heard there's a party-" Daryl said, with that evil smirk on his face.

"Hope you guys don't mind a little guest..." He adds, laughing.

"Nah... you're late, actually the party's over." Aden Cullen replied, as he gives them a shrug, with his I-don't-give-a-fuck face.

This is such a bad idea. Just by hearing them talking with each other already makes me worried. All of them seemed to provoke each other with every word that came out from their mouths.

"Yeah, in fact we're out of marshmallows and popcorn already, man... there's nothing left for you... sorry-" Roman laughs, clearly making fun of them.

"But hey, good news is-" My eyes went wide as I looked at Roman, waiting for him to finish his another yet stupid-provoking statement of the year.

"7E is still open... Oh hell, they open 24/7 for fuck sakes... go buy some chocolate there, okay?"

Roman's 'not-so-funny' statement made almost every guy from our college chuckle as they stood there in front of the open’s door. Both Keira and Keisha also laugh a little, as I am trying so hard to contain the evil laugh in me.

On the other hand, all the guys that just crashed the party are clearly not amused by this action. Which is why, me, laughing at them would not be a good idea. I could not stand the death glares from them even for a minute!

Roman really has good timing, and a death wish.

"Trying to be funny, Cullen boy?" Daryl literally just snarls at Roman.

Oh, dear god, please shut Roman's mouth before that Daryl guy ripped it off from him.

Just as Roman wanted to reply back, clearly not afraid of him at all, someone cut Roman off.

"Oh, come on!" Kat suddenly yells as she makes her way through the crowded space in front of the open’s door. All the guys let her pass through when they noticed her struggles.

"Well, if it isn't Daryl fucking Brighton-" She glared, she stood beside me, as she rested her hand on her hips.

Classic.

But wait, she knew him?

"What the fuck do you think you're doing here? Your mama forgot to give you milk, baby boy??"

Did she just say that? I can't help but gasp in surprise as she said all that with that poker face of hers.

"Katherine fucking Stevens..." Daryl chuckles, acknowledging her presence there.

"Yeah, I miss you too, Kat-"

"Oh, go to hell..." Kat rolls her eyes at him, annoyed.

"Aww..." Daryl holds his chest, with that totally annoying pout on his face.

"You know what-" One guy from our college suddenly said, making his way forward.

And even with all of this mess, I could still notice how Keira is checking him out, probably undressing him inside her pretty little head right now. I shook my head slowly, with a sigh.

Well, who could blame her though? He's quite attractive, yeah, I'll give him that. But not that attractive as-

Ugh! Scratch that!

"As much as I would love to beat the shit out of you right now, but we better stop meeting like this." He adds. Jordan let out a sarcastic chuckle as that guy from our college finished his sentences. Both Aden and Roman also look satisfied as they laugh a little.

"Cole, no need to waste your energy on him... this prick doesn’t deserve it." Kat snorts at Daryl.

"No worries, I'm not... but the prick kinda asks for it aren't he?" Cole turns his head at Kat, and then back at Daryl, smirking.

"Stop tempting me, man." Cole adds, as he let out a bitter laugh at Daryl.

"Tsk tsk tsk.. and here I thought we were close as we fucked the same girl-"

WHAT???? I gasp, and so do both Keisha and Keira.

"Damn it, Cole." Daryl laughs, looking straight at both Kat and Cole. I noticed how veins popped in Cole's neck, as he exhaled a harsh breath.

"Oh please, could you stop reminding me of the image of your small dick, Daryl?"

MY. GOD. Both Keira and Keisha also gasp, as all of the guys from our college laughs, which include Jordan.

Yeah, he did. I swear his laughs are louder than the others.

"Just go, dude... you and your small dick are not welcome here anyway." Roman chuckles. At this point, I am not even surprised anymore. All of them just love to provoke each other the hell out.

But I am more amused by the fact that Kat remained calm beside me, even though Daryl just basically humiliated her in front of us. So, both Cole and Daryl 'did it' with Kat??

"Umm, Hazel-" Keira, barely whispering.

"Shall we??" She adds, as she looks at me, and pointed out towards the frat house open doors, asking me to get inside the house.

I give her a knowing nod, as I glances for a few seconds at Jordan's direction. Even watching his back, I could notice how he's all tensed up, looking straight at those guys. I started to walk towards Keisha and Keira's direction calmly, trying to keep it cool even though I am nervous as hell right now.

With all this tense environment where all the guys look like they are about to start a fight at any moment now, makes me scared to even move.

"Is that chick yours, Jordan?" That Daryl guy asks, making me stop.

"Like I've said, none of your fucking business." Jordan walks down the porch, and is currently standing just a few steps away from Daryl.

They both stood there at the ground, with all those eight guys behind Daryl, and Jordan with both Aden, Roman and Cole behind him. Other guys from our college also take a few steps forward away from the front door, marching forward towards Jordan's direction.

Keisha gasps, while Keira's eyes widen looking at the scene in front of us.

"Oops! What's with the hostile look, man?" That Daryl guy smirks.

"So, I'll take it that she's your then..." He raises a brow at Jordan, and the fact that Jordan did not deny what he just said makes me want to correct him.

If I did not set this fact clear right now, this would make even more students on campus make absurd assumptions about me and Jordan. I am not Jordan's, or anyone's. I am mine, and I need everyone to know that I have no relationship with him at all.

"I-" I said as I took a step towards them, but Daryl cut me off before I could even say what I was about to say. Damn him.

"If you're already finished with her, do you mind sharing?" A creepy smile is plastered on Daryl's face as he said that.

What?!!

And it didn't take that long for Jordan to react. All of it happened so fast that I don't even have enough time to process all of it. I watch the scenes in horror as Jordan suddenly throws his punch at Daryl's face, hard.

"Jordan!!!" I can't help but scream.

And yeah, the hell breaks loose. That one hit is like a play button. All of the guys started to hit each other the moment Jordan made that move.

"Oh my god!" Keira screamed. A few girls that are still there in front of the frat house also screamed as they saw the fight. It was so loud, as the sound of the female students screaming combined with the sound that came from all the guys that were grunting, cursing, hitting each other.

And Kat, how the hell is she so calm? Kat just walks away carefully from the center of the crowded maniac that are currently hitting at each other, taking a seat at the end of the porch, lighting a cigarette, while watching the scenes like it was some movie.

The moment Daryl fell down to the ground when he took a hit from Jordan, Jordan did not stop, he was still hitting him there, on the ground like a mad man while holding Daryl's collar.

I gasp when I see Daryl push Jordan, and it's currently him that is pinning Jordan down onto the ground, hitting him like crazy.

And there's blood all over their faces. I stood there, not moving even an inch, as my eyes glued on them. They need to stop.

Fuck. What the hell am I supposed to do??

This need to stops before someone could actually fucking died out here!

I don't even know what possessed me, and where the hell did I get this courage as I started to walk towards Jordan in the middle of the crowd of crazy guys that were beating the hell out of each other.

"Hazel!!" I stop as Keisha yells at me.

"We need to get inside!!" She yells again, grabbing my hand, before I could even take more steps forward. We are literally standing just a few steps away from the fights.

"Let's go!" Keisha held my hand, as she dragged me towards Keira.

"Oh my god! Don't we need to call the police??" Keira panicked, as she looked at me as if asking for my opinion.

I was just about to yell back at Keira when suddenly I could feel someone bumped into me from behind, hard. Keisha's eyes went wide as my hand slipped from hers. I could still hear both Keira and Kat scream for my name as I lost balance due to the impact.

It didn't take that long as all I could see right now is black...