Chapter 1

Autumn Gene had got to be the biggest nerd in the history of nerds being that in his three years of college, he didn't know what the inside of a college party looked liked. Sure he had heard about how rowdy and fun they were but he'd never managed to get inside one. 

He felt his forehead for the sixth time tonight, thinking of a way to get out of this. His best friend Allison who had had her back towards him suddenly turned, placed her hands on his shoulders and whispered in his ears, “don't think you'd fake a fever to get out of this one" she said in a ‘do something smart and I'll end you' tone. 

He sighed, having no choice but to accept his fate. He wouldn't want to piss off Allison tonight, she'd been planning this for weeks and even got him several outfits so he could in her words look like ‘a cutie pie who's ready to get down'. He stood up moving to stand in front of the huge mirror at the corner of Allison's room. With a rather flashy outfit compared to his usual comfy fit and make-up, he sure looked like he knew what he was doing. 

“Sweetie you look absolutely breathtaking", she said, coming behind him and patting his hair down a bit. “Isn't it really late already, we should probably sit this one out" he said sheepishly, in a last attempt to back out of this. “Well I know parties and the really good ones start at 9 and the baddest in the game knows not to show up till 11" she said with a coy smile on her face. This was the one time she had managed to actually talk him into this and she'd come too far to back down now. 

She gave him a reassuring smile, giving her head a slight tilt towards the door, a signal for them to leave. He gave himself one last look in the mirror, muttering something under his breath then proceeded to check if he had the things he needed on him; his phone, some cash incase he had to get back on his own, house keys, lipgloss and mint; which he had done nine things already.

After locking up, they moved up a bit further from the gate where Allison's Chauffeur was waiting with the door open. “After you your sexiness” she teased which earned a smile from him, releasing a bit of tension. It didn't take long before they stopped at the front of the club where the party was been held. Apparently one of the rich kids from school had invited a couple of people and surely Allison got an invite. She was so thrilled that her bestie had finally agreed to trying something new, one of many she hoped. 

Autumn took hesitant steps towards the front door as she practical skipped in front of him. It wasn't that he was so opposed to crowds but really loud ones filled to the brim with a bunch of billionaire's kids wasn't his forte. He had long decided that he'd keep his head down on campus, not wanting to attract unwanted eyes being the ‘poor scholarship student' that he was. How ironic that he ended up having one for a best friend though she wasn't very social and only attended these parties on occasion. 

Inside was a sea of young, wasted, sweaty people with a few looking like they were this close to passing out. A couple of them smoked and danced upstairs while majority of the ones downstairs played drinking games and grinded against each other rather passionately. Pretty typical from what he's heard of. “Great Ally, you did it! My first ever party, can we go now?” he said nervously turning around to head for the door. “Nope, we haven't even gotten drinks" she replied sharply, determination plastered on her face.

She took his hands and they begun weaving through the crowd to the bar area. "Two Tequila shots please” she said to the waiter who had his back facing them. He turned around with a smile, eyes particularly set on him like they were trying to cut through his net top making him suddenly feel exposed. 

“That'd be all for now" she said, practically shooing him away. He decided to take another scan of the room, noticing a couple of guys from some of his classes who he'd never spoken to. When their drinks came, he reached for it but noticed that the bartender's roaming eyes were back as well. His hands tingled, fingers curling around the glass before Allison tapped him on the shoulder nudging him to drink up. 

He took another look at the bartender who was now been called by a group of girls. He flashed a wink at him before turning his attention to them making Autumn rather flustered, his cheeks going crimson as he lifted the glass to his lips, the alcohol giving him a buzzed as he downed it in one go.

 Allison gave him a cheeky smile, seemingly proud of her outfit choice for him, his curves looking so flattering in those leather pants. He tried maintaining his cool though he was a melting mess on the inside, his stomach doing flips while his eyes continued to scan the room. 

In a couple of minutes they had gotten 5 rounds of drinks and he had begun to feel rather warm on the inside, resolving not to take anymore so he could maintain a cool front. Allison had begun to dance with two girls who she had been chatting with a few minutes ago urging him to dance with them. 

Surely he'd been swinging his hips in his head as he often did when they'd do their silly dances during sleepovers at her place but in reality, he stood rooted to the ground, rubbing his fingers and fondling with his rings. He could only keep up with this awkward stance for so long and the drinks had begun pressing on his bladder so he decided to go in search of a bathroom, mouthing to Allison that he'd be back in a minute.

Too nervous to ask anyone for directions, he decided to find it himself. A few minutes later and he still hadn't found any at the corner except individual couples making out so he figured he'd take the stairs, placing one foot after the other robotically as he made his way up. Getting to the edge of the staircase, he clutched the railing, in search of a door. The music was way louder from up here and he immediately regretting not bringing ear plugs liked he'd earlier decided on. 

“Fucking great" he sneered as the music rang louder having him lean against the wall trying to collect himself. The drinks had him feeling a bit flushed too coupled with the music bringing him to a daze. It felt like someone was whispering into his ears and when he turned around, he stumbled back a bit, fear written all over his face, lips quivering and his hands

shaking violently. “Dad?!"