salted wound |sameena|

eight.

kate stops the car at eve's house, looking at her lawn. it was already cluttered with solo cups, snack baggies, beer bottles, making her house look trashy.

horny teenagers were already kissing up against the house and running inside with each other, this was all practically making deena throw up.

kate exits her car, of course with simon following. they make their way a few steps to notice deena wasn't trailing behind.

kate turns around, "dee, come on. it'll be fun, maybe you need this."

deena sharply sighs, "alright.. whatever," she pulls the handle to leave and slightly slams kate's door.

"damn, easy on my door girl!" kate says giggling.

the trio steps up the stairs and into the house to fill up some cups for themselves.

deena pours herself a cup of vodka, that was her attempt of drowning out sam. the attempt was actually working, deena was feeling better. for now, while she was distracted. she started drinking out of her cup and letting the loud music consume her as she sat up against a wall.

everything for deena was calm, finally peaceful.

the door was open and along came sam's voice, deena rolled eyes.

"noo," cried deena while lifting her cup up and down multiple times.

she didn't want to think about sam, but of course the happy blonde came waltzing in. the now angry brunette didn't understand why sam could just go on without caring about her. why couldn't have deena felt the same?

deena kept her eyes away from sam, with a miserable stare on the floor. drinking from her cup just made it worse, the distraction just didn't work anymore.

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kate and simon were lounging with some classmates by a fire, drinking, and laughing. telling embarrassing stories they wouldn't remember they told in the morning.

"okay, get this one time we were at summer camp and kate went to jump into this lake, but she slipped in mud and fell straight on her ass!" simon cackles as he lifts his cup to his mouth.

kate begins laughing as well, remembering this hilarious moment between them. kate's eyes wander around observing people laugh and smile. she then notices an entirely wasted deena making her way towards sam and zeke sitting near a stump.

"damn it deena," kate whispers.

deena walks up to sam, stumbling and dazed.

"deena? are you okay?" sam asks concerned.

"babe, she's fine. don't worry about her." zeke plasters a rude expression towards deena, remembering how she punched him at his own party.

deena fumbles her feet around, "actually, i'm not! sammy i need to talk to youu." deena slurs.

"uhm, okay. come on deena let's go." sam softly grabs deena's arm and takes her inside.

"sam, samantha." deena laughs.

"i thought you didn't want me talking to you?" sam says setting down a cup.

deena looks at her confused, "no sam, sammy no." deena walks towards her putting her hands on her face. "sam i really like you, so much like." deena giggles.

sam looks confused, "deena you're just drunk, you don't mean any of this."

deena blinks, "but sam i do, i'm so into you." deena places her hands on sam's cheeks.