Creepy Whisper - A George Michael Fanfiction

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March 25th, 1984

I'm not sure how, but I ended up at a bar.

Well, I know a little bit of what happened before I was intoxicated.

I was upset about something. Or, I might've been going through an episode.

I do know that I called Jimmy to pick me up and bring me to the closest bar. I never told Jeena, since she was out with Andy and having fun. I almost called George, but I didn't want him to see me like that.

Even less right now.

I knew he hated driving me here. Jimmy. It hurt him to see me like this. But hey, he couldn't leave since he was my ride home.

I don't think Jeena even knows I'm here.

Yet, of course.

Someone brought bottles of tequila to give out, which I gladly accepted. I don't know anyone here, but a few men sure have been trying to flirt with me. Just because I'm not in my right state of mind, does not mean my loyalty turns off.

Sometimes I felt bad about making Jimmy do this. However, no one else would. I think I very well may be mourning over the fact that I won't see George for a long time. But, wouldn't that be a little dramatic? This is something I'd do if he left me for good.

That thought sent me over the edge, making me silent cry. I took another swig out of the bottle and went to a table.

I was humming to the music, having fun on my own. Sometimes it was nice to be alone, not care who watches. Escpecially when you'll forget the next day.

Jimmy came up to me, with a worried face. "How did they even let you get something?"

"Jimmy, I look older than I am. Haven't you noticed?" I slurred. "Go home, I can walk."

"We drove two miles to get down here, I'm not letting you walk two miles with the risk of you passing out. People might think you're dead."

I huffed. "You care too much."

"We really should get you home, it's almost midnight. I'm sure Jenna is freaking out."

"Why do you care what your sister thinks? Go have funnnn!" I giggled stupidly.

He tried to get me up but I whined and didn't budge.

He groaned. "You stay here, I'm getting Jeena to take you home."

"I don't got nowhere to go." I put on a southern accent, making me cackle.

I looked up when I heard bells jingle, indicating someone walked in. I smiled. "Heyyyyy Jeena! How's it going, my friend?"

Her face was hard, she was clearly not happy. "Donna Joe Collymore, what the hell were you thinking?"

"I got free booze!" I held up the bottle, spinning it in circles to show her. "It's good, want some?"

She almost growled. "I can't believe you! We are going home. Now. And you are not going to school tomorrow, that's for sure."

She tried to pull me up the same way Jimmy did, but it wasn't working. No matter how much pushing, arguing, or lifting she did, I did not budge. Stubborn one I am.

"You are crazy and have left me no choice." She started stomping away, leaving me to wonder what she meant by that.

I went outside to sit on a bench, still holding the bottle. I looked out at the empty road, wondering if Jeena would come back. Jimmy walked up to me and leaned on the armrest of the bench. "I'm gonna find the bathrooms, don't move."