Initiation: A Novella (Initiation Trilogy Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

house to have a look.
                  When I walk in, the music is blaring much louder than from being outside. Red and blue lights are flashing like it is some kind of dance club. The room is so heavily filled with smoke that I can barely make out any faces. It's like walking into a thick misty fog in here. I walk around the passed out bodies on the couch and floor, stepping over the broken bottles, picture frames, and empty cans of beer scattered all over the room. Turning to the left, I spot Leanne's friend Jessie and I head over to her after kicking a can out of my way.
                  “Jessie!” I say as I tap on her shoulder, trying to talk over the loud music.
                  “Hey!” she replies as she spins around in her seat to face me. She looks fucked up drunk. Damn, how many drinks did she have?
                  “Where's Leanne?” I ask.
                  “I don't know. I think she might have left already.” Her words are slurred as she starts to lean a little, drink in her hand tipping over and spilling onto the floor.
                  “I told you to keep and eye on her. And she couldn't have left. I'm here to pick her up, Jessie.” I say as my eyes narrow at her and my voice low and rough. She doesn't even fucking notice how annoyed I am with her.
                  “Well... Maybe she's still around,” she says with a shrug and goes back to sipping on her drink.
                  “I sure fucking hope so.” I am fuming, hands and jaw clenched and my brows furrowed, not that Jessie even notices. Damn! I knew I shouldn't have asked her to watch Leanne. She can't even take care of her damn self, I scold myself, feeling regretful.
                  I walk around the rest of what I think is the living room slowly then head down the dimly lit hallway, knocking on doors and taking a peek inside them. When I finally reach the last door in the hallway, I tap on it gently with my knuckle and leaning my ear to the door. I faintly hear some moaning sounds and, scrunching my eyebrows with confusion, I reach for the knob slowly and open it. Peeking inside, the room is fully lit with soft music playing in the background. That is when I see a girl in a purple shirt laid up underneath a guy.
                  What. The. Fuck.
                  I immediately storm inside in a fit of rage, grabbing the guy’s shirt and throwing him off the bed, onto the floor.
                  “Get off my fucking sister!” I roar as I stand over him, ready to beat him down.
                  “Oh my god!” the girl says as she crawls off the bed and backs up to the corner of the room, pulling her shirt down to cover up her panties. It was then that I realized I made a mistake.
                  I run my hands through my buzz cut hair and realize that it is not Leanne. Fuck! I step back at the doorway and the guy I pulled off is sitting on the floor, groaning in pain as he glances up at me.
                  “I'm so sorry.... I- I thought-” I begin in a breathy tone and leave the room feeling embarrassed.
                  I begin to feel a little agitated as I pull out my cell phone and dial Leanne's number. It rings several times before going to voice mail, which only makes me annoyed and more agitated than before, but still I leave a message for her.
                  “Leanne, I'm here to pick you up at the party. If you were going somewhere else, you should have fucking told me. Call me when you get this.”
                  I click the end button on my phone and sigh to myself. I continue to look around the room for a few more moments before finally taking a seat at a vacant bar stool. I take a deep breath and exhale as I stare down at my phone, hoping for a call back from her.
                  “Collin!” I hear