What did you drink?

LESLIE’S POV I drove back home, the tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t believe Adrian had sent me away. With the way he had spoken, it felt like everything was over between us. It hurt me more than I cared to admit. I realized that a part of me had truly begun to fall for Adrian. Letting him go had shattered that part. I just wanted to go home and be miserable in bed. At the last second, I changed directions. There was a party happening and I knew that I would be able to get drunk there without worrying about drinking age. That was the thing with these kind of parties, the rules were always broken. And it was clearly what I wanted to do. I didn’t know who was going to be there or who was even hosting it but I needed to get wasted. I didn’t know the day would come where I would want to do nothing but drink until I was wasted. I found a parking space a little distance from the house. I locked the car and walked into it, music blaring loudly from the inside. There were a lot of fanc