𝓦𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 ~ 𝚂𝚊𝚖 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚜𝚘𝚗

Another house party....11

Sam walking out was hard on everyone, Riley was now spending time between his two best friends trying to mend broken bonds. Sam knew it was wrong to yell like he did, he lost his cool, the weight of everything finally falling on his shoulders. But being the stubborn person he is Sam didn't want to apologize first. Marley on the other hand was a complete wreck. More parties, more alcohol, nothing was holding her back. She was hanging on by a thread. Sam and Riley had always stuck by Marley's side, but there were aspects of life that Sam could help with that Riley can't. So when San walked out that door Marley knew right then and there her life was going to go to shit.

Marley was smart, top of her class so she had no problem keeping up with her studies and making it look like she wasn't broken. But at night, when she wasn't at a party she was sitting alone on her roof drinking away her problems. She would only go to house parties with Riley not brave enough to go to one alone. But one night that changed.

Marley's POV

I walk into the house, the door was unlocked, music blaring, people dancing, lights flashing. The perfect place to illegally get blackout drunk when you don't want to be alone. I walk around until I find the drink automatically grabbing the strongest there is, which sadly wasn't that strong. I take my drink and move out to the dance floor but not too far away since I know I'll need more drinks before this night is over.

A couple of hours later I'm a little more than tipsy, I've had quite a few drinks since my first, and I'm still going for a couple more. I dance for a while more every now and then getting another drink, I'm now on my 20th drink of the night and I stumble my way outside to get some fresh air. Deciding I've had enough of other people I decided to call Riley, Sam, and I haven't spoken since he walked out a while ago and I just can't bring myself to apologize. I feel like even if I apologize it won't do anything. Nothing will happen, the person I hate being away from the most will stay away. And that thought kills me.

As I sit and wait for Riley my thought wander to Sam, how much I miss him, all the good memories he had. 'Why do I miss him so much?' I think to myself. No, no no no no it can't be... Do I have feelings for Sam Wilson? A car pulling up in front of me helps me push the thoughts away and it takes me a second to realize the vehicle is Riley's car. I stand up and almost fall face-first into the car. I open the door and slide in.

"God Marley you look like shit."

"Thanks, Rye I appreciate it."

"How much have you had to drink tonight" I shrug my shoulders having lost count at this point. The rest of the ride passes in silence and we pull up in front of my house. Riley being the good friend he is helped me sneak back Inside and get into bed.  "Behave, please don't drink any more tonight. I'll come to check on you tomorrow." I silently nod my head, he leans down and kisses my four head. "Night hon"

"Night Rye." I watch him sneak out my window and down the tree. I try to sleep but my thoughts kept intruding so I slide out of my bed and head over to my secret stash and grabbed a couple more beers. I stumble back to my bed and lay down. While I watch Netflix I drink all the beers I brought over with me eventually getting so drunk I pass out cold.

A/N: whoa dudes we hit 300 reads that's so cool!!! Thank you guys!! Anyway... Part one is coming to a close, the next part should be the last part with any sort of trigger for part one. (I haven't planed out the other parts enough to know if there will be more triggers in the future)  so yeah there's like four parts left, some shorter then others I'm going to try to get part one done by my birthday witch is next Sunday so yeah..