strange, violent night.

This night was a strange night. I was about 16 at the time.
I was going out with a guy named Sam. He was a drug user. I thought he only smoked pot but i witnessed him snorting Coke, Base, takin E's, you name it. Anyway.
My best friend, Lewis. was a mutual friend of Sam and I. Lewis would have a party almost every weekend where endless amounts of people would show up drunk/high.

I was personally never into drugs. everyone around me seemed to be, but i just enjoyed the drunkness. My brother was a junkie so i learned by his state.

So, the real part of the story. Sam and I were invited to Lewis's party on the saturday and of course we were going to go.
I dressed really nice, little black dress, and my blonde hair was hanging down my back. Sam said i looked beautiful. And i believed him.
We walked into Lewis's house, and it was crowded. Booze/drugs everywhere. It looked pretty lively. I went through to the kitchen to grab something to drink, getting stopped by random people shouting "i love you!".

I grabbed myself a Jack Daniels and Coke and set off through to the main room, the living room. As soon as i walked in, the fumes from the Weed hit me. It was so smoky in there, but i didn't really care. I lit a cigarette and sat down next to a dark haired guy, who i'd never met.

We started talking about random things, as you do with strangers, and then sam came through to the living room. this was about an hour later. He asked me to go with him. I said bye to the stranger and followed Sam to the bathroom.

His pupils were so big. almost as big as his Iris. I looked at him and he looked angry.
"don't you fucking go near that guy right, he only wants a piece of you right!?!?" he yelled.
I looked at him with a horrified look and said, "we were just chatting about music."
He grabbed my arm very tightly, so tight that i could see the veins in my arm. he made me look in the mirror in front of us and said, "LOOK AT YOU, YOU ARE A STATE, NO BODY WANTS YOU, SO DON'T BOTHER TRYING THEM ON, YOU UGLY WHORE!!"
I struggled from his grip, by this time i was crying. i ran off. to the livingroom again. He never followed me.
I sat in the living room with all the other people sniffing and snorting. a few hours went by and i was completely High from the fumes.
I was singing songs from Bambi. And i could hardly keep my eyes open. Everything around me looked so distinct but i couldnt be bothered asking anyone about this. I just sat comfortably and sucked in the atmosphere.

It was about 12.30am. Sam came through to the living room. And i was getting up to go get a pizza from the pizza shop. and inconveniently, the stranger who i didn't know, said he'd come with me. I told sam i was going to get pizza. he looked at me like he wanted to kill me, but i didnt care, i was starving. So me and random guy toddled along to the pizza shop.

We got the pizza and headed back.
I opened the front door, and there was sam. I'd been gone about 45mins because there was a huge waiting line at the pizza place, obviously because it was saturday night.
Sam had fire in his eyes. I opened the pizza box and asked him if he wanted a slice. I smiled at him, to try and cool him off. He glared at me, and all of a sudden i felt my face burning.

HE'D THROWN THE PIZZA BOX IN MY FACE.

I had burning hot melted cheese all over my face and it felt like it was melting my face. i screamed and ran to the toilet, sam followed me. I yelled, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU ASSHOLE!!??" he replied "you were off fucking that loser weren't you, WERENT YOU!!! you fucking SLUT!!! FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING UGLY CUNT!!! i don't want A SLUT as a girlfriend, FUCK OFF HOME!!!"

Tears were streaming down my face. I ran to see Lewis, and he said sam had taken 4 lines of coke and he had popped an E. I said i was leaving, and i ran to my sisters.

I had water blisters forming all over my face. I was crying and i was in so much pain.
My sister wouldnt answer her door, so i had no option but to go back..

I went back, and sam had left...
Lewis let me have his room for the night. i really needed to sleep. he put dressing on my face, and went off looking for sam...


The rest of this story isnt important. BUT..

DRUGS MAKE YOU VIOLENT.

Safe to say i am NOT with sam anymore. He was a great bloke when he was sober. but a monster when he was high.
And i don't advise drugs to anyone..

Thanks for reading my long, boring, story.
 
I respectfully disagree with your conclusion, but can't blame you for coming to it. What a horrible time, and a miserable collection of people. Thank you for sharing the story with us.

Oh, and welcome to BL and to Blogs!
 
Drugs may increase SOME people's ability to be violent but IME it is kinda rare. Alcohol is another story though
 
yeah i really think you prob just looked really good that night and he could tell other guys wanted you or at least thought that. and if drugs really do make people violent i just have one word for you "hippies"
 
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