This Is What A Broken Heart Feels Like

Chapter Sixteen: Drunk Last Night

Toni's POV:

*Friday night/ Two months later*

Everything has been great. Me and Hanna were going strong as whatever we are. I was thinking about possible making it official. Tonight was our third to last game. We were in the last quarter and we were down by 3. We needed one more touchdown to continue our winning streak. I was on fire this season and I didn't plan on stopping.

"Topaz, Andrews." Coach called us over. "Run 23, 17." We both look at each other before nodding. This play was strictly for me and Archie. He was going to fake them out and have me run the ball from our last down which was the 30 yard line, splitting between the linemen. It was going to hard but I knew we could do it.

"23, 17, Hike!" Archie snapped the ball and faked them making a run the opposite way of me. He passed the ball into my chest and I bolted around them, dodging everyone as they tried to grab me. Once I had a clear shot of the endzone, I booked it. Everyone in our stands cheered as I ran into the endzone, put us in the lead and ending the game with a win.

The whole team picked me and Archie, chanting our names. We both smiled at each other and high fived. Eventually we were put down and my family came out on to the field, congratulating me on winning the game. I was on a streak and I don't plan on stopping anytime soon. Everything is great.

We decided to have the party tonight, seeing as people were complaining about it being on Saturday. No one was upset about it. In fact, we were happy. Everyone headed home to get changed and showered seeing as it was only 9:30pm. I caught a ride with Betty and she agreed to be my ride, knowing I was going to get plastered.

We both entered the house and went our separate ways to shower. I was quick, knowing Hanna was going to call me soon to hear about the game. We did this after every game. Our next game was homecoming week then our last one was against the Stonewall Prep Stallions. I heard they were fierce on the field.

I finished up my shower and dried off. I came out of the bathroom and got dressed. I had just finished tying my boots and putting my lettermen jacket on when my phone rang. I knew it was Hanna so I answered.

I was about to say hi when I heard things that completely ruined my night. All I could hear was moans and a name, 'Caleb'. My heart broke and I hung up. I put it in my pocket and headed to find Betty, wiping the tears that had fallen.

Betty and I got in the car and headed to the quarry. It was a short drive. Once we were there, I jumped out and headed to find any kind of alcohol that I could. I found two unopened bottles of vodka and tequila. I took both, opening the vodka first and chugged the whole bottle. I was drunk in minutes. The party was mainly me drinking.

I was in a secluded area of the quarry, drinking myself into oblivion. My head was spinning when I heard someone scream for help. I stood up, leaning on the tree for a moment, getting my balance. I followed the voice and found Ronnie pinned to a tree by some guy from the team we played to tonight. I was already angry, seeing him trying to hurt me caused my anger to boil over and I snapped.

I ran towards him as fast as I could and tackled him to the ground. I sat on top of him and started punching him over and over again. All of the anger in my veins and alcohol was causing me to black out. He was no longer the guy attacking Ronnie. He was my uncle, he was Hanna, he was this Caleb guy. He was every source of my pain.

I continued until I was pulled off and held back. I was still ready to fight and I was fighting the grip someone had on me. When I realized I wasn't getting free, I stopped.

"Toni what happened?" I knew it was Betty who was talking to me. Archie was the one holding me back. I couldn't speak. I just shrugged myself out of his hold and walked away. I ended up back at my spot and grabbed the bottle of tequila. I was just sipping it but I thought, 'fuck it' and threw the whole bottle back. The warm feeling it gave me fueled my anger. Once the bottle was empty, I threw it as hard as I could at a tree near by, watching it shatter. It kind of looked like how my heart feels. In a million pieces all over again. I was ready to make it official and I was ready to actually allow myself to love her but she let me down. She hurt me.