"I don't want to go there. I'm not going anywhere with you guys." I yelped, eyebrows furrowing.
"Oh, she got an attitude now?" The blue-eyed boy laughed. "I thought Lawrence warned everyone about that. We don't approve of that here."
I sniffed, acting tougher than I was. My hands were shaking and sweaty under the table, to be honest. "I won't go, period."
Kane laughed out loud and wrapped an arm around me. Roughly I pushed him off me and dropped my fork on the ground, getting away from the table.
"That's not nice." His face darkened. 
Before he could say anything else, I rushed away.
~
I lay in my cold, plain room, thinking about Newt and Minho. It all would've been so less bad if they were there, and I hated hiding my pain.. how lonely I felt while that was the one feeling that kept growing bigger. 
Suddenly there was a knock on my door, making me jump. A little upset, I got up, my mind not clear enough to realize it might've been the dumbest decision I ever made as far as I could remember. 
I opened the door and not even a second later, a hand slammed on my mouth. My eyes widened, staring right into a pair of blue ones. The boys from dinner, awesome. 
"I thought we were going to the pub, love." He whispered.
My stomach dropped as he slowly removed his hand. "Don't call me that," I ordered in barely a whisper, afraid as shuck. No one could call me that except for Newt.
"Come on. We're going!" Kane chuckled and grabbed my hand, taking me to the pub. I told them no a hundred times, yet they never listened.
The weird, alcohol smell that drenched in the pub air made me want to squeeze my nose, but the boys held my hands tightly. 
"Here. It'll get you in the mood." Kane handed me a small glass, filled with a blue drink.
"Let me go. I don't want your drink." I threatened, but the shake in my voice was too visible, making the boys laugh. 
Where's Minho when I need him for this once? And Newt? 
"Drink." One of the boys turned more violent now, pushing the drink closer to my mouth. 
I shook my head and averted my face from him, wanting to get out of the place as fast as I could. He growled and grabbed my face, forcing me to open my mouth as he poured it in.
What the hell did I get myself into? I let out a wince when the burning liquid slid down my throat, sickening my stomach. I guessed I did prefer Gally's piss. 
"Just go with it now!" Kane grabbed my hand and pulled me into a crowd of men. The dance floor. 
Blue lights flashed around everywhere, blinding me. The music beeped in my ears, but I couldn't resist. Kane just held my wrists tightly and started dancing. 
"Let me go." I raised my voice a bit, trying to pull away, but that caused Kane to get even rougher.
Is he stung or something?
But he wasn't. It made me realize some people were just cruel enough to do things like this with a clear mind. And they enjoyed it.
I stumbled over my feet uncontrollably. The drink was starting to work. I blinked a few times, trying to get the blurry picture out of my eyes.
"See?" Kane's voice echoed in my ears. "It's fun!"
I panicked deeply, my chest tightening as the tears formed in my eyes. My vision got blurrier by the second and trust me, that drink was working fast. 
Before I knew it someone poured more liquid into my mouth, and me almost vomiting from the sour taste.