Broken (Thalico)

Im sorry

Ok guys, im really really really realy really really really really sorry about being an ass and not updating in a while. Ive been going through some shit and i really couldnt bring myself to do anything but read. God, sorry about this all.

*sigh* so i told you about the kellic, please comment an tell me which plot you want.

I would like to do a bit of advertizing though, Last chapter i was calling out ElleNoelle to update her story The Not So Perfect Princess, well, that book is now complete and id like to ask you guys to check it out. Listen, im not really into the whole princess scean eiher, but it is SUCH a good book. Its more adventury (not a word but fuck it) and it is very unapreciated. Hell, all of Elle's books are. Go check her out NOW beacuse she is a fucking amazing author who deserves so much more attention.

Oh, i have never expirienced a hangover, so this probably wont be accurate. Ive read enough fanfic to get a pretty good idea of what its like though

 this is three months later, yes i skipped. So just letting you know, thats not a typo.

Anyway, this is one long authors note, sorry about that. Heres the chapter

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Spinning

The world was spinning, not unbearably so, but enough that Nico had to keep on hand on the wall so not to come tumbling down on some unsuspecting drunken teenager.

Everything seemed funny to him, the terrible music, the drunken dancing, even the wasted couple fucking in the corner.

He felt as if he had been injected with some kind of drug, and with his luck he probably had. It wouldn't have been the first time he unknowingly took something, and definitely not the first time he had taken drugs period.

The red liquid spilled out of the plastic cup as he stumbled through the room, he wasn't sure what it was, but it tasted good and made him feel even better. There for he decided not to care, he stopped paying attention to what he was consuming much earlier that night.

He felt a hand press onto his ass, making him slightly giddy inside, maybe it was a sexy girl, or guy, he had no preference, and at the state he was in it wouldn't have mattered anyway.

When he turned, a petit brunette stood drunkenly smiling at him. Before grasping his wrist and pulling him against her.

He cringed at the pain of her grip against his cuts, but soon shook it off as she started grinding against him.

There time was spent sloppily making out, hands exploring everywhere, along with grinding and leaving love bites. But they where soon separated in the crowded room. It didn't matter, it wasn't as if he cared about her, and with everyone as wasted as they where he would soon find another.

Soon he found himself in another immanent situation, pushed up against the wall with someone- he never did see who- who obviously was looking for sex.

She never did get it though, as she ended up turning away and being sick on the carpet. Nico took that as his cue to move along.

He had at some point lost his drink, which, if he was being perfectly honest with himself upset him alot more than it should. With so many people here, and so much alcohol in his system he would never find that red drink again. At least not tonight, tomorrow, as soon as he got over the major hangover he was sure to have, he would have to go try some different drinks in hope of finding it.