Forever- a Percabeth story.

Chapter 32

Annabeth

Drunk Annabeth was a wreck, and a mean wreck at that. When Rachel came into the kitchen announcing she was bored of table games and wanted to go shot for shot, I should not have taken her up on the challenge. And I wouldn't have if I were thinking clearly. But after playing a round of kings cup where Leo decided I was his drinking buddy, and after I tried to compete with Jason in seeing who could chug a beer faster, well thinking clearly was wildly out of my ability. 

I didn't recognize the crowd of people that had come to watch our competition either, and by the time Rachel and I got to our fifth shot and I drunkenly cursed "It's no surprise the grandiose Heir of Dare Enterprises won again."  well, thats when the alcohol really started to disagree with me. 

Piper put her around me, I felt horridly nauseous and it didn't help that Rachel was dancing again, perfect and pretty while I was trying not to puke. I didn't know it was possible to hate someone so much just for being themself.

My head hurt and everything was happening so slowly. It took me a decade to realize Piper was trying to pull me up the stairs. I was sure if I walked any faster I was going to hurl. 

"Where are we.. where are going?" I could hear myself asking but the music was thundering in my mind and I couldn't even be sure what direction my feet were facing. 

A door opened and the change in lighting made me shut my eyes, but I still saw swirls of red and blue and purple.

When I opened them again I saw Thalia and I felt happy, but I couldn't say anything because if I opened my mouth I was pretty sure I was going to puke.

"Do you got her?" Piper said over my shoulder. I didn't hear anything else but I didn't feel her behind me anymore. The noise from the party flooded in for a moment, and then was cast back out again. 

Thalia walked me over to the toilet, and then I finally did vomit.

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After four good hurls, I actually did feel better. I used a towel to clean myself up, I still felt gross but the nausea and the headache was gone. Mostly, I was just tired, and I wasn't sure I was going to be in a much better state tomorrow morning. 

Thalia made a big point to turn the bathroom fan on, ridding us of the vile smell. 

She also had a gallon of water in the bathroom, she made me drink most of it and eat a piece of pizza that she had swiped from downstairs. I didn't feel like eating, but she told me it would help. I hadn't eaten since lunch so I figured she might be right. Slowly, I came back down to earth. I wasn't perfectly sober, but at least I wasn't mean drunk Annabeth anymore. Or at least, I wasn't mean to Rachel's face anymore. 

Thalia leaned on the bathroom counter and I sat on the closed toilet. 

"What, you planned on staying up here all night?" I asked her. She had a phone charger, food and water, it looked like she hadn't even been at the party at all.

Thalia didn't answer me.

"So what got you this messed up? Was it the four lokos?" She asked me.

"No it was stupid annoying Rachel. We went shot for shot and as it turns out, vodka doesn't exactly agree with me." I explained to her, the bitterness tinting my every word. Just the memory of Rachel had me itching to hit something, I was so unreasonably mad at her. 

Thalia nodded. "That'll do it." She said.

"I hate her. She's so-ugh." I said, still talking about Rachel.