“Peter stop pretending to be the good guy” my college roommate Jake had told me,“ Please let us go for the party”

“ And why is the party so important Jake?”One fact about me,since I joined college two years ago I always hated going to parties and never attended any of the parties held by the students until I had relocated to a new hostel where I met Jake.

Jake and I are in the same grade and doing the same course,however his lifestyle and how he was brought up made him like going to parties.

Since we started residing with Jake a year ago,he had been attending parties every weekend and always came back very drank with party girls and slept together during the weekend.Those weekends were the boring of my college life time.I hate the fact that they would make love as I was busy hearing everything.

It had gotten to a point that I was bored with his actions and wanted to move out.I had tried looking for a new hostel but I couldn't get any in three full days of searching.Jake was a rich kid and had made our room so fashionable.He was also a good friend so I had made peace and decided to stay with him.

During the weekends when he would bring his girls,I would wear my earphones and play loud music covering my all head with the duvet to avoid hearing their moaning.I really detested it and it always made my body react.

The behavior continued and I had gotten used to it.All this time I had admired how Jake was enjoying life in Campus and the urge to attend the party had struck,I just didn't want to admit it.

This day after much persuasion I had agreed to Jake but on one condition that we would be back at the house Early and that I wasn't going to take alcohol at all.

I wanted to go and attend the party and get a girl for myself.My girlfriend Winnie was studying in Australia and I missed her.I had promised to remain loyal to her,when she had left.She had also promised to be loyal but desperate times call for desperate measures.

She was far and obviously she won't get to notice if I sleep with another woman,that is what I had thought.It had been almost a year since she travelled and had promised to travel back to the country after three years.In that one year I had never made love to anyone and I missed it,that was my goal for this party.

The party was being held at Mboko some few kilometers from where we resided.It was a huge party that was being hosted by one of Jake's friend.

We had boarded a PSV vehicle and within thirty minutes we had already arrived.The public address system that was playing hip-hop music could be heard from far.We had taken a motorcycle to the place.

It was around 8:00 pm when we entered, beautiful girls walked in as we entered too.The girls were shouting at Jake.I felt nervous but followed Jake closely into the beautiful furnished house.

TO BE CONTINUED
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