Scandalous Affair: Atlas Mate

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O L I V I A   V A L E Z

The night wasn't young anymore, and I should probably go home, or I'll get caught. But I wasn't sure if it's late already, or if the sun will soon rise, or it has been a few hours only, I wasn't sure about everything. I wasn't sure if I was drunk. I wasn't sure if I'm okay. I wasn't sure if I'm doing stupid stuff that I'll regret later. The only thing I was sure as of the moment is that I'm having fun. 

A part of me said I should stop drinking and go home, but the other part of me said not to listen to her because she's drunk. 

I laughed at the thoughts playing in my head. I wanted to shake my head to straighten out my thoughts, but my surrounding was already spinning—I certainly didn't need more spinning. I closed my eyes, and laughed again. I don't know why I was even laughing. The loud music suddenly wasn't as loud as it was before. Did the party ended already? I don't know.

Another set of howling answered my question by the party people inside the mansion. The party definitely isn't over yet. It was far from being over. Now, I hear some splashing of water; they probably in the pool now. Should I go there? Should I?  laughed again like a lunatic. Suddenly, a warm slender thing made its impact on my back, making me scream in surprise.

The impact of it almost made me stumble on my feet. Thank god, I was holding onto the wall. I force myself to open my eyes, and I didn't fully succeed. Only half of my eyes were opened, but it was enough to see who was beside me. Prima's split-dyed hair greeted me. I lifted my hands and put it on the top of her head, and then I started rubbing it as I laughed.

Prim made a sound by clicking her tongue—an indication that she was getting annoyed with me.  

"You're drunk, Oly. Let's go home." Prima said as she rubbed my back.

It was sending different feelings to me, especially into my stomach. And I got a feeling that it's not nice. Whatever is coming is not nice. I smacked her hands away from my back, and she glared at me.

"Who's drunk? Are you drunk? Because I'm sure, it is not me." 

Prim rolled her eyes, "You are drunk. Not me. You." she said every word with emphasis.

I clapped like a five years old kid, "You, not me." pag-iiba ko sa sinabi niya.

"No, it's not me. It's you."

"Yes, it's not me. It's you."

Prima looked at the sky and then pinched the bridge of her nose. Bumuntong hininga siya bago ibinalik ang tingin sa akin. Ngayon, ang mga mata niya ay puno ng iritasyon, pero kontrolado na niya. Muli niyang inilagay sa likod ko ang kamay niya, at katulad kanina ay tinabig ko iyon. But this time, I lost my footing. Prima was quick to catch me before I even made friends with the floor. I laughed again. Muntik na ako doon, a.

She grunted in an irritating way, "Olivia, come on, don't make this hard."

But I cannot answer anymore because I'm definitely sensing something from my stomach. I curled my two fingers in a circle and raised the three left. Forming an okay sign while smiling goofily. I saw how Prim closed her eyes tightly and murmured inaudible words. Hindi ko na lamang iyon pinansin, at sinubukang ideretsyo ang tingin sa harap. Masyado na kasing malikot ang paligid. Hindi ko alam na pati pala ang bagay sa paligid ay naki-pa-party rin. 

"Na saan na ba si Briarly." sabi ni Prim bago niya inilabas ang phone sa bulsa. 

Matagal bago sinagot ng tinawaga niya ang phone, kaya todo na ang pagkakukunot ng noo ni Prim. Natatawa kong pinindot ang nakakunot na noo niya, na siyang hinawi niya agad, at tinignan ako nang masama. I giggled at her reaction. She looked so cute and pushed me to do it again. So I did. I pressed Prima's knotted forehead, but before my finger landed, she bit it. I withdrew my finger and pouted at her. She just stuck her tongue at me, and then proceeded to talk to her phone.