NARRATOR POV
The party continued. It was now around 11 pm, meaning this was the only beginning.
Wayne was wasted, like on the edge of blacking out. Amber was wasted. Kian was wasted. Ashe was wasted. Evelyn was definitely in a different world. Oh, Jason was the only buzzed one, but he decided he wasn't going to drink anything other than water.
"Royce, put it fucking down!" Jason whisper yelled to Wayne, trying to snatch the shot he had in his hand.
"Fuck off, Chris!" He chugged it without any hesitation.
"Royce, come on! You're about to fucking pass out. Is this because she was with Kian? I swear he-"
"He what!? He means nothing!? They basically fucked in there! Look at her! She's fucking sitting on his lap! Her legs are basically wide open for him! Fucking whore!" He spat out the words shamelessly.
"Don't fucking call her that." Jason quickly defended her.
"I know you're pissed at her, but you're the one who blocked her. She was only trying to help." Jason slowly rubbed his back, hoping that would help him calm down.
"GUYS! I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!" Evelyn had somehow successfully climbed on Ambers kitchen island. She had a red cup in her right hand, her left holding the microphone.
"Shit." Jason gasped before rushing over to her. Wayne grabbed him by the arm, pulling him back.
"Let her talk." A smirk formed on his lips.
"FIRST! I want to say a big thank you to everyone who came! It was only supposed to be a little bit of us, but the more the merrier!
"Amber! You bitch I love you! I don't say it much, but I would total shit without you. You've always been there for me. Even when I had a drinking problem. I don't know why you didn't leave me like eric did." Tears were slowly going down her face as she smoke.
"Who the fuck is eric?" Wayne's words slurred out his mouth.
"Let her talk." Jason mimicked his words from earlier.
"PAIGD! YOURE SO COOL!!! AND JASON! UGH I FUCKING LOVE YOU. YOURE MY ONLY TRUE GUY FRIEND." She was now full on sobbing. Make up was totally fucked up, also.
"Love you too, Eve. Now come on, let's get down." Jason nervously laughed from the crowd.
"And me!?" Wayne's voice was slightly broken.
"You're making him cry!" Evelyn thought.
"You?" She scoffed.
"YOU!?" She repeated louder in the microphone.
"What about you Wayne!? You fucking take me out on a date and then ghost me!? And then beg me to come back to you! Just to what!? Fucking ghost me again!? What about me? YOU. HURT. ME!!!! Not as a lover, but as a friend. You keep making me think that I'm the bad person! I'm doing something wrong! BUT NO ITS YOU. ITS FU-"
"Evelyn, get down." She heard a familiar voice from the ground say, but she continued to speak.
"You're the problem. You and your bipolar ass! I can't take it! BUT YOURE SO HOT. WHY ARE YOU SO HOT!!!??? YOURE SUCH A DICK!! I- I JUST CANT!!!" She shouted, earning some "oooo's" in the crowd and some people cheered for her.
"get down princess."
Those words. That voice. That made Evelyn's heart drop to her toes.
"Ignore him. Please. This will only make it worse." She thought to herself
"How could he be here? He isn't here, this isn't real." she told herself.
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