I reach over to the right of me to grab a sheet of toilet paper to wipe the remaining vomit off my lip. I slowly get off my knees and stumble to the bathroom door to head back to the party. I honestly don't know why I'm wasting my time here but I really needed something to do to get all this shit off my mind. As soon as I open the door I start to feel nauseous again so I have to hurry back to the toilet. This is not at all how I wanted to spend my graduation night but I was dragged here unwillingly. After a couple of minutes of throwing up what was left in my stomach I start heading back to the living room.
"Jocelyn where the hell were you? I made sure to save you some tequila shots" my drunk friend yells across the room as I walk in.
"I was just looking around but thanks" I lie with no enthusiasm. I don't know how much more alcohol I can take but if I stop now Blair will suspect something bad is going on.
I take a salt shaker and shake some salt onto the back of my hand to get ready for the 4th tequila shot tonight. Then I grab a lime off the coffee table as Blair hands me a shot glass filled to the rim with alcohol.
"3, 2, 1" Blair shouts as a signal to take a shot. I immediately lick the salt, squirt some lime juice into my mouth, and swallow a shot in one breathe while throwing my head back.
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Fanfiction"Why do you always have to make things so difficult? Why can't you just let me love you?" "I'm sorry. I would but I've been hurt too many times."
