scars // johnnie guilbert

chapter 28

ricky's pov:

we've been here for 2 and a half hours, maybe 3, i don't know. chris had already shot down one bottle of vodka and now he's drinking from a cup of beer. i don't drink, so i just grab a cup of soda.

"babe, put that down! you've had enough!" i grabbed the cup out of his hand.

"NO! give me that!!" he shout mad.

"god, you're so drunk.. follow me." i shake my head, dragging him upstairs.

chris followed, cursing a lot of times in the way. he looks pissed as fuck, but at the same time, hot.

i opened a random door and my eyes are wide open by now. chris whined and i quickly placed my palm in his mouth, to shut him down.

storm is laying on johnnie's chest and his arms are wrapped around her. a smile is formed on my face and chris mumbles something in my palm.

"awwww cute!" he rest his head on my shoulder.

"we need to wake them up. ou're drunk as fuck and we need to go home." he hold onto me for support.

"n-no i'm not!" he whisper yelled, while dragging me by my hand.

he opens a random door and locks it behind him. he push me to the bed and hovers on top of me. my heart is beating so fast and my breathing goes heavier and heavier. he started leaving kisses and hickeys on my neck and my hands are buried at his long black hair.

"chris, y-you're drunk. we need to g-go home." i shutter with my head thrown back.

he traveled from my neck to my lips and locked our lips together. he rubbed himself on me and i moan into the kiss.

someone tried to open the door, but thankfully it was locked. me being the shy one, i pushed him off me. chris lazily laughed and told me we're good. but i'm not. i feel upset and disappointed at chris. he promised he wouldn't drink!

"chris, stop! we're not having sex on a strangers bed, while you're drunk! you promised you won't drink! you freaking promised!" i angrily pushed my fists on his chest.

"i'm sorryyyyy! i love you so much ricky." he pouted his lip and i melt.

he takes my hand in his and kisses it softly. his eyes are a dark shade of brown and he lazily smiles. even when he's drunk, he knows little things make me happy.

i can't be mad at him. it's impossible. if only, he would be more responsible.

"i love you too and you know it damn well. let's go get the lovebirds." we giggle and i help him get off bed.

storm's pov:

i felt someone shaking lightly my shoulders and it caused me to open my eyes. i was laying on johnnie's chest and i see ricky and chris standing in front of me. ricky smirks at me and chris looks drunk as hell.

"oh- hey guys?" i carefully rubbed my eye, remembering i still had makeup on.

"heeeeey bestieee!" chris giggle as he's holding onto ricky.

"don't mind him, he's drunk. will you guys stay? because i really need to get him home." he seems worried.

"oh dear kurt- thank you ricky! johnnie! wake up, you sleeping beauty!" i shake him with a smile.

he groans and sits up straight. he yawned and chris bursts out laughing, causing us to start laughing too.

"oh, what are you guys doing here?" johnnie laughed.

"well, um... my boyfriend's drunk and i'm taking him home. storm said you'd come with us." ricky sigh, looking tired.

"thank god! i was waiting for someone to say it." he got up and grabbed my hand.

i laughed and we walked out of the house, passing drunk people on our way.

johnnie helped ricky carry his boyfriend, because he's taller. i took a couple of pictures, so i can watch them and laugh my ass off. poor chris tho... he's gonna be so hangover once he wakes up.

it was almost 12 am and i was excused as fuck. he said our goodbyes and i'm standing outside of my house.

"today wasn't that bad after all. but chris's gonna need many aspirins in the morning." he giggle.

damn. his giggle is the cutest thing to ever exist.

"yeah, but i'm sure he'll be okay." i yawn.

"aww, you're so tired, love. go to bed, i'll come over tomorrow." he gives me a warm hug.

i wrapped my arms around his waist and hum in 'okay'.

"goodnight sweet cheeks.. love you." he kissed my forehead and i blush.

sweet cheeks. love you. kiss on the forehead.

"night... love you too." i blush.

i watched him as he walked inside his house. i carefully unlocked my door and walked up to my room. thankfully, my dad is sleeping. next thing i remember, is lazily brushing my teeth and change into my pajamas.

i lay on my bed and started thinking. today was really anxious, but it turned out to be really amazing. we chatted with johnnie what we're gonna do after high school and turns out, we both want to start a band.

i've been having a lot more self harming thoughts this week. more than ever this year and last night i let them all out. i couldn't help it. he seemed to stop cutting on his arms for some days now. he stopped wearing bracelets and long sleeves. he seems a lot better, but i know he's secretly cutting on his thighs.

i really like him. i know it sounds cheesy, but i've never felt something like this before. my first ever kiss was him. even if he said it was for our fake relationship, i knew it wasn't. i saw sparks in his eyes and he was a ball full of happiness. i need to tell him.

storm: u sleeping?
johnnie 🖤: not yet XD why are you up?
storm: can you come over tomorrow? breakfast?
johnnie 🖤: of course but is everything okay? 🥺
storm: i just really wanna get this out of my chest 🤒
johnnie 🖤: i get what you mean. i'll be there at 11 :) go to sleep now darling 💗
storm: thanks jee...gn 💗

i sigh and rubbed both of my eyes. hopefully he feels the same. i really do hope so. or else, i'll both, ruin our relationship and he's never gonna talk to me again.

i closed my eyes and hoped for the best.

hey emos! school closed due to covid for the second time this year and i never felt more alive 😂 OBVIOUSLY we all want covid to die, but i got used to stay in my room the whole day and do nothing but watch youtube and write new chapters 😂😂🤷🏻‍♀️

i hope you're all staying safe and please 🌈 wear your masks and wash your hands 🌈 !!!!!

cya next chapter!