The Unexpected

Part 2: The Party

Chapter 8
POV: Unknown

She's drunk. She's drunk and her friends are no where to be seen.

'And why do you care?'

I don't. I'm just... concerned.

'oh ok that's new'

Okay I'm not continuing this talk with myself, I'm not crazy.

She's so drunk. She is litaraly dancing with a stranger.

She looks... happy, something I never had. Even the though of it, left a bitter taste in my mouth.

Within the last few weeks I have been following her, I have learned alot about her.

I was certainly standing in a corner in a black hoodie and a gray sweat pants, not really a party attire, but I'm not here for the party. I'm here for her.

She stopped dancing and started walking towards the end of the room leading to the back door of this huge house which took her a while as she stumbled through the crowd of people.

'Where is she going'

She's moving so fast as if someone is following her, well ... I'm following her. Wait does she know that I'm following her.

'Ofcouse she doesn't, you've been watching her all night.'

That helped, but you need to go away so I don't think I'm going insane.

' relax this isn't insane, the persons who doesn't think to them self's...they are the crazy ones."

I highly doubt that.

She came to a stopped when she was far away from the crowd of people. And should I say...she is beautiful.

'yup, there you go...that's pretty insane.'

I didn't mean it in a weird way are anything.

Then she started... crying. Why is she crying? I thought she was having fun. What should I do.

'well as your conscience, I should be telling you to go over there and give her a hug...but, that's a good thing I have multiple roles, and here I am your common sense, telling you to do the complete opposite and walk the hell away'

Good thing I don't always use my common sense.

Why am I doing this, she got everything that should have been mine.

But here I am going towards her in a hurry because she is cry. Why was she even crying though?

"Hey, what's wrong" I asked and it came out a little harsher than I intended.

She turned her head to look at me and for a moment I thought she was going to run away, but she just started to cry harder.

"I'm just sooo tried" she said between subs putting her head on my chest and holding on to my shirt.

"It's okay" I said patting her back. "What are you tried of." I asked actually feeling a little bit concerned.

"No!" She exclaimed with her head still on my chest. "No!"

"Okay okay I hear you"I respond shocked by her out bursts. "So what's the problem then"

"I'm just...tried...like really tired" she added the last part yawning into my shirt.

Oh I know what it's is, she's drunk... yes I just remembered. I thought this was actually serious, and I actually...cared.

"Can I just rest here" she mumbled still resting her had on my chest.

"No you can't. Come he.." I move away from her, resulting in her almost falling.

Was she asleep already? I guess drinking isn't her thing.

Where the hell is her friends away.

I thought about what to do looking down at her sleeping on my chest.

'who falls asleep while standing?'

Then I decided I don't have time to waste looking for her friends, so I'll drive her home.

'not weird, not weird at all'

Will you just...chill?

I pick her up in my arms and took her to my car a few houses behind theirs an put her in the front seat.

I started the car and began in the direction of her house.

A few minutes later she started shift out of her sleep.

"Well that was quick" I mumbled.

"Who are you" she asked in a weird vioce.

"Nobody" I said bluntly.

"Every nobody is somebody even though they clarify them selves as a nobody" She shot back turning to look at me in the seat wide awake.

'while for a drunk she sure is smart.'

Not enough to know not to let a stranger take her home.

'point taken'

"Well, who I am isn't relevant right now."

"While considering I'm in a car with you, a stranger, that is now on the right past leading towards my house that I didn't give you directions to, makes you 100% relevant."

'while that's accurate'

"Are you still drunk"

"No cutie, I'm very much suber" she answered touching my shoulder grinning.

Ew. Well that's a harsh thought.

"Could you please not...touch me, I'm driving." I said with my attention still on the road.

"Rude" she mumbled removing her hand from my shoulder.

"What? not used to people saying no to you" I asked a harshly.

"Well...yes" she answered now looking out the window.

"Well that's messed up. Explains your spoilt behaviour." I mumbled to my self not extending it to be heard by her.

"I'm not 'spoilt' you know nothing about me.You think my life is perfect, well it's not" She defended getting a little longer than before.

"You have an amazing life, a life any child could dream for. You had parents." I whispered the end to myself.

"Stop saying that, you know nothing about me zero."

"I know a lot Jasmine. A lot more than you'll know" I said coming to halt infront of her house.

There was a minute of silence then I turned to see her looking at me. "Your that guy from school?"

"Go home Jasmine" I said sternly.

" Thanks for the ride" a huge grin appeared on her face. "Stranger" " she added getting out out the car almost falling on her face.

'i never understood drunk people."

I stayed by her house as I watched her go inside, stumbling a few times but she made it to her door, home to her family.

And as the thought of family came to my head I started to grip the steering wheel tighter without even noticing.

I'm getting distracted, and I'm not allowed to. I need to stay focused.

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