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I notice myself getting higher and higher, it probably wasn't good to mix weed with so much alcohol but it was just how it worked out. I start giggling, at nothing in particular, the giggling turns into laughter and soon I am in hysterics. I rolled over on my side but I forgot that I was already on the edge of the bed so I fell off. I am winded for a second before I start laughing again. Everything was just so funny. I didn't know exactly what was funny but it was something. 

I get up and walk out of my room, going through the hallway was like going through a fish eye lens, it was like a portal. There were so many people around me but it was like they were fake and were just bobbing around. I started laughing at them all, all the little people. 

I thought I was capable of walking straight but I realized I was a bit off course when I slammed right into the wall. My muscles also kind of gave out and I couldn't make them get up again. I was now just sitting on the floor looking up at all the little people. Except now they were big people, all towering over me but not noticing me. Wait, what if I had shrunk so small they couldn't see me and no one would ever find me. I try to get up but I was stuck to the ground. It was definitely pulling me down. It was trying to consume me. I don't want to be consumed. I don't want to be tiny. I try to get up again and again but its useless! I am stuck. 

After a while I come to terms with the fact I was being consumed. Anyway it was taking a long time to eat me. I still had time left. I relax and just watch all the people. They were so pretty, tall, elves. Two of them were kissing, they looked so beautiful. I think I saw their souls combining through love. Their auras were a lovely pink and purple color. So magnificent. Then there was  the person dancing on their own. If I wasn't being eaten by the floor I would go dance with them. There were a small group of people talking and speaking, spilling their drinks a bit. Maybe it was an offering to the floor? Omg, maybe the floor was a being and everything we put on it determines how much it liked us, what if people that never clean their floors get bad luck because the floor being hated them. And maybe I was being eaten because I was always really nice to my floor. 

Just as I had come to the epitome of my theory on floors I see a face above me, blocking my view of all the tall people. Oh it was Monse, awwh she was so big and cute like and elf. 

"Are you okay??" She says. I wonder why she would ask that, I am clearly having an awakening. Oh no, she was going to get consumed as well now, I had to tell her. 

"Monse! Get off. You will be eaten. Unless you clean your floor you have to run. Quickly." She laughs at me a lot. Why would she be disrespecting the floor. Or maybe she already knows and is great friends with the higher being of the floor. 

"What about you?" She says. 

"Oh I think I have been chosen because I cleann my floor." 

"Okayy. But do you not want to keep living for a while, I coul--" 

"Oh come on, just get her up." Says a voice that I identified as Cesar. 

"Cesar, we are having a spiritual moment --" I was in the middle of getting him awakened too when I went flying. Oh no I didn't I was just pulled out of the floor. 

"Come on," He dragged me away. I looked at the floor. bye bye. Maybe it wasn't fate. But I will be reunited. 

"y/n shut up, the floor is just a floor." Cesar said. Omg he could hear my thoughts. What if Cesar was another being but an evil one. Oh no. OH no. 

I was put down on a couch, my couch. It was so soft, much softer than the floor. So lush. I am handed a glass. It was water and lord knows water was just what I needed, I felt like I was being dried out like spongebob. As I take my first sip its like the yearly rain in the Sahara desert. It was better than a recovering addicts first shoot up after years. It was better than life. It rebirthed me. It was enlightening. I look up to see Henri and Cesar both looking at me like a bebe.

"MMm this is some good shit," I say, "Thankyou." 

"Its alright. Just drink some more, actually you probably should have some food too, come on lets go get you some." Said Henri. I get up and go to the kitchen with him beside me. Once the topic of food came up I realized how starving I was. I needed snacks as much as I needed oxygen. 

I went straight for the ice cream. Some good Ben and Jerrie's cookie dough and brownie. Omg it tasted like gods cum. I was chomping on that for a while but now I needed something savory "Henri, get me some chips." I look up at him with puppy dog eyes. As he goes to the snack drawer. "Thankkyou." I say as he hands a family pack of hot cheetos to me. He sits with me on the floor and we munch them down faster than people in a famine. 

"Scrumptious," I declare. "Now I shall return back to my rightful place on the dance floor." I run through to my sitting room and start bussing out the moves. I was outshining every one. 

The rest is history.

-Next Morning- 

I wake up on the couch drool on my face and the cushion beneath me, oh wait it was actually a person. I try focusing my groggy eyes to see who it is. The sun coming in the windows was also blinding me. I finally am able to see again and it is just Monse so its fine... I mean it wasn't fine, she looked like a wreck, she had glitter all over her, her hair was a mess, I'm sure she had less clothes on than she did when she first came here. If that was what she looked like, I probably looked even worse. Holy shit. I could hardly remember last night, I had fragments of little parts but that was it.

I stumble through to the kitchen to remedy my soar throat, all I could smell was a mix of spilled drink, smoke and god knows what else. I got my glass and just looked around the place, the house was a complete mess. I wouldn't even know where to start cleaning it up. I didn't even want to think about that yet so I just went for a shower. 

I used my dads tiny on suite bathroom because the normal one just stank of sick. I didn't stay in for very long, just long enough for everything to be washed out of my hair and for me to fee clean. 

I just went straight into my bed after that. Henri was already sleeping there but he looked a lot better than me and Monse had so I figured he hadn't had as wild a night as us two. I wasn't really thinking of much as I fell asleep. Probably because I had killed all my brain cells. 

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