Wandering

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Chris told me that it wasn't a good idea and Ben agreed. But I was adament. Whilst they try to talk me out of it, I rumage through all of Chris' cupboards to find some sort of alcohol. 
"Chiara that isn't a good idea." Chris tries to pull me back but I swing my arm to push him away. My eyes fall upon a bottle of vodka and that same smirk from earlier wipes its way across my face.

"Found it!" I squeal.
They boys exchange a glance and nod towards the door. They walk ahead muttering something to eachother but I don't bother to listen. We end up back in the basement with the couch and I jump down in the middle. The boys sit on the floor in front of the couch.
"We're playing never have I ever!" I say in excitement.
"One game." Ben says seriously.
"Whatever." I roll my eyes.

I leave the bottle in the middle of the table and move off the couch so we sit across from eachother.
"Never have I ever... said I love you and didn't mean it." I say, knowing I have not. Chris rolls his eyes and takes a drink from the bottle in the middle.
"Never have I ever texted an ex out of nowhere." Chris says.

I hesitate a little. I did break it off with Romeo and then text him from Chloe's phone. I guess I have to take a drink. I grab the bottle and wipe the top with my hand. I take a swig and cough a little as it burns its way down my throat.

"Never have I ever got a tattoo." I know both of the guys got tattoos earlier in the year. It was all the school talked about. Ben took the bottle first followed by Chris.
Ben asked the next question.
"Never have I ever snuck out." 

I'm not sure if what you'd call me staying out all night sneaking out since my mom doesn't know. She hasn't been around enough to know I always go out at night. I take the bottle and take a bigger sip than usual. I'm bored and maybe drinking will allow me to let loose.

"Chiara slow down a bit there." Chris laughs.
"Yeah... have you even drank before?" Ben asks.
"Course I have." I lie.
"Chiara." Ben says sternly.
"No. I haven't jesus!" I say fiercely. I take the bottle since they annoyed me and I like the reaction of them getting mad. 

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We stopped playing never have I ever since the guys said it wasn't a good decision and blah blah blah. They took the bottle away from me, when I was only starting to feel it. Chris gave me a water but I refused to drink it. Being the child I am, I ignored them and went on my phone.

ME: hiiii Romeoooooo

I smirk down at my phone waiting for a response.
"Hey guys, where's the bathroom?" I say sweetly after not talking to them.
"Um upstairs, first door on the left." Chris says.

I mutter a thank you and make my way to the 'toilet'. Are these guys that stupid? Of course I wasn't going to the toilet. I was just going to get the vodka... then lock myself in the toilet.

I'm back to the kitchen and the vodka is right where I found it. I take the bottle, taking another swig then follow the way Chris said to the bathroom. First door on the left. I open the door slowly and turn the light on. I make sure it is the bathroom and then I walk in and sit on the floor. My phone vibrates and it's a message from Romeo.

ROMEO: hey. you ok? x

ME: juts fieneee :))))) lvoee youuoo

ROMEO: chi?

ME: yess i want a burger!

ROMEO: call me! 

I sigh at his message. I miss Romeo. So much. It's weird without him. Like I'm missing something. A piece of me is still in Italy and I'm incomplete without it. It's him. Romeo. And my Dad. And Rose. The tears begin rolling down my cheeks before I realise I'm breaking down. I take another drink to fill that empty void.

"Chiara!" Ben shouts.

My phone begins to ring and I answer it.
"Romeo." My voice is hoarse and I'm slurring my words.
"Chiara? Are you drunk?" He says. 

I keep quiet, knowing I am and like Chris and Ben said: it's not a good idea.
"Chiara you're drunk." He says, I can hear the worry in his voice.
"I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry." I say, my voice becomes loud.

There's a pounding from the other side of the bathroom door and the boys are calling for me.
"Chiara! Let us in!" They bellow. 

I get up from my slumped form and unlock the door. As the door opens, I flop to the floor. My head is dazed and my mind is confused. I hear Romeo's voice along with Chris and Ben. I zone in and out but I can't focus. 

"Romeo on phone." I mutter, opening my eyes to see Ben picking up my phone.
"Uh Romeo... it's Ben. Yeah she's here. I think she's just emotional and working herself up... yeah.... we'll sort it.... I'll make sure she calls you back... alright... bye." Ben says pausing between each sentence. 

I'm wrapped up in arms and being lifted off the ground. 
"I'm sorry." I weep out.
"Shh it's ok." Chris' voice calms me. 

I'm let down onto a bed and I rub my hands over my face. 
"I left him. It's my fault Chris! If I never went to Italy I never would have caused this mess. It's all my fault. I'm sorry. I ruined it all! Everything!" I weep.
"No Chiara I'm sorry. If I had never been horrible to you maybe you would have stayed. Came to speak to people. It was my fault too." Chris says.

Ben creeps in and stands by the end of the bed.
"She gonna be ok?" Ben asks.
"Let her sleep it off." Chris says.
"No! I got to speak to Chloe! Make sure it went OK with Harry! What if mom comes home!" I cry some more.
"Chiara it's better if you stay here. I promise." Chris says.

"I need to speak to Chloe." I whine. Ben goes through my contacts and rings Chloe. He has the phone on speaker and has come closer so I can speak directly under the phone.

Please pick up Clo. I swear I wouldn't if it wasn't important. 

The ringing comes to a stop and I sit up.
"Hello?" Chloe's voice is small. "Chiara I thought we said that we wouldn't text when Harry's around?" 
"She's drunk." Ben says into the phone.
"Chiara what the fuck! I'm coming!" She says quickly.
"No no! Chris and Ben can look after me. I need you to keep Harry away. And mom if possible?" I beg.
"I'll try Chi." She says.