No

Do you trust him? After what he just did?!

You’re not an idiot.

“I need to go the bathroom.”

You somehow manage to slip off his lap and dash out of the room. You beeline to where you had seen that long line to the bathroom earlier. Even if it hadn’t shortened, at least it would give you an excuse to stay away from that table.

The damage of not getting your bra back was already done anyway. At this point, screw the bra! The moment you see Lyndsey again you’re demanding to go home! You’ve had enough of this.

Part of you is relieved and disappointed to see that the line has lessened considerably. Now there’s only 2 people waiting outside the door and you quickly add yourself to the end of it.

You wrap your arms around your chest protectively as you glance around the crowd, but no one seems to be looking in your direction.

It takes a good ten minutes, giving your heart rate time to die down a bit, before you manage to get inside. You don’t actually have to pee. You just needed a breather.

Unfortunately, the **** you’ve had has already gone to your head and you can feel your world spinning around you. You grab the sink counter to steady yourself.

Maybe you need a splash of cold water? That sounds refreshing!

You start the water and gather a little pool in one of your hands. You quickly jolt your hand up, letting the water splash against your face and you immediately regret it.

That did nothing.

You grab the towel next to you and pat your face dry.

When you glance back up at the mirror, you jump.

Standing behind you are both Mike and Andrew.

Fuck, you didn’t lock the bathroom door!

“You know, Jane,” Andrew glares at you as you spin around to face them. “It’s almost like you think you’re too good for us.”

Honestly, you do, but you keep your mouth shut.

Your heart is pounding in your ears. You’re sure they can both hear it.

“For a girl who never gets invited to parties, you’re sure almighty,” Mike growls.

“Almighty?” You grip the counter tighter. You never thought of yourself as almighty. “I’m not almight…” you whimper.

“You think you’re better than us.” Andrew accuses you. “Admit it.”

Who knows what they’ll do if you actually admit to that? You shake your head desperately, making your world spin even faster. You have to close your eyes for a moment to steady yourself.

When you open them again they’re standing even closer to you until you’re practically pinned against the sink.

“Really?” Mike narrows his eye at you before reaching up and grabbing your chin tightly between his thumb and forefinger. “Then prove it.”

“H-How?” you whimper, already feeling tears build in your eyes.

“Kiss one of us,” he demands.

“Wha…” You blink your eyes rapidly, the tears continuing to build. “What?”

“Kiss. One. Of. Us.” Mike grinds the order out between clenched teeth.

At this moment, you’re terrified. Who knows what they’ll do to you if you don’t obey them.