Chapter Negative Nine: High
"You made my perfect picture look like black and white. I know I've never seen my colors so alive. With you around, I know that we're gonna be fine."
~Perfect Picture by Bea Miller~
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Warnings: abuse, addiction, domestic violence, hospitals/medical things, homophobia, language, slight smut, substance abuse, underage drinking, and other mature themes
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Zion's POV
"Motherfucker," I groan when I wake up with the sun shining brightly in my face.
Needless to say, I have a hangover really bad; I remember none of last night.
I make it out of the room I unintentionally collapsed in and out to where I see Jess and Katie eating French toast.
"Hey," Jess smiles, her mood peppy and not at all showing signs of a hangover.
"How are you not dead?" I ask them with a groan.
"Drinking water before, during, and after drinking helps with hangovers," she says while scooping whipped cream into their mouth.
"She's insane to be this alive," Katie says, about to face plant into the syrup.
"I never want to drink like that again. I think I overdid it for the first time," I sigh, wondering how I took it so far when I know that my mom doesn't do well with a bunch of alcohol in her system.
"Worth it. Robby is an ass," Jess says as I sit next to her.
"With a nice ass," Katie giggles.
"I just wish he cared about me like I care about him, you know?" I admit as I pour some orange juice.
"I know, babe," Jess pats my hand supportively. "You deserve better than that skater boy."
"Not to go all 'Avril' on us," Katie smirks.
"Just being honest," they smile. "Not just because he's a skater, though. He seems like a good guy, besides the fact that he abandoned you."
"I just want someone to feel secure with, to make me feel at home when I'm with them," I sigh. "I'm convinced there is no such thing."
"We're only in high school, Zion," Jess reminds me. "We've got time to hoe around and figure it out."
"I just want what my parents have," I say, knowing how much they've truly loved each other since high school.
"I don't," Katie sighs, thinking about how her parents are currently figuring out a divorce.
"We all deserve a loving, long-lasting partner. And we will all get one someday. Or, many," Jess says positively.
"Your optimism is giving me false hope," I groan.
"Better than no hope," Katie says and I roll my eyes.
"Okay, who wants a Bloody Mary?" Jess stands up.
"I don't want anything else to drink!" Katie exclaims as I vaguely recall her passing out drunk last night.
"Bloody Marys help hangovers," I explain. "I'll take one."
"Oh, then me too," Katie agrees.
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