“Wow….erm…hi!” I couldn’t stop the grin from spreading across my face like an idiot. I suddenly remembered the paper burger king crown that sat on my head from the game of twister earlier and felt the urge to take it off, but I didn’t want to appear bothered by the situation.
“Hey Onnie, I guess this isn’t the best time, maybe I’ll just go…” Liam nearly turned around to leave. I was almost embarrassed the way my heart had skipped a beat at the way he had used my nickname from all those years ago.
“No, wait, come join us if you like, we’ve got plenty of drink and pizza and girls.. Well actually we did think you were the pizza guy, so we’re getting over that disappointment of no pizza yet but I’m sure everyone will still welcome you” I joked and winked at him, but he didn’t seem to be buying it. I was in my best bikini yet he hadn’t even checked me out once, I can’t pretend I wasn’t a little bit disappointed. But then again, I didn’t really expect him to like it.
He looked very different himself though. Talk, athletic, very well toned- I suspected a six pack. He had grown his hair out longer and gotten rid of his glasses. He was super hot, but even through all the difference in his appearance he still acted the same old Liam. His outfits had changed as well, he had on a casual white tee and jeans with his sneakers on, he did look good. If I didn’t have as much self control I would be practically drooling over my best friend from the past.
“No offence Onnie, but this isn’t really you, so I think I’ll just pass and we can meet up some other time yeah? I don’t know if you deleted my number or not from your phone, but I know you still know it off by heart, and it’s the same so….i guess I’ll just see you around ok? If I’m cool enough for you to still hang around with me” He pulled a half almost pitying smile, shook his head in almost half disbelief and then walked off back down the drive the way he had come.
I suddenly felt a deep sense of regret at what I had said to him, he was still my best friend and seeing him back here had just opened up all the scars I had from before, and I could feel them all again as though they were fresh. I needed to get away for a second, before I started doing something stupid like cry. Anyways I needed to check up on my make up as well so you could almost call it perfect timing really.
After banishing a couple from my bedroom and letting them know that if I ever saw their faces again I would have them personally killed, I sat down in front of my mirror and just let myself cry for a few minutes. After a while I looked up and just scrutinised myself. Is this what the new Honor should be acting like? I asked myself. We are not going back to the way I was before! I am a new person now and I am stronger than this. That isn’t me anymore.
I began to re-apply my make up slowly, not bothering to hurry back to the party, the suspense of where exactly I had gotten too would only bring more attention to myself when I came back down. I searched for my favourite hot pink glitter cherry lip gloss and as I was about to give up and select a new colour I remembered that I had left it in the bathroom. I strutted along to the end of the corridor and knocked on the door a couple of times to see if anyone was in there. No one replied but the door was locked, so I assumed someone just hadn’t heard me, I waited for a further 5 minutes leaning against the door, the quietness broken only by the huffs and puffs that came from me as I was forced to wait to be allowed entrance into my own bathroom. After a second lot of 5 minutes, I knocked on the door again and said if you don’t let me in RIGHT now I am going to just use the spare key and come in anyway so you may as well answer it. Having been faced with more silence, I screamed in agitation at the door grabbed the key and entered. The sight I saw shocked me right to the core.
Kimberly was bent over the toilet throwing up her insides it seemed. We both shrieked in unison and I half closed the door giving her some kind of privacy.
“Kimmy, girl, what the hell? You don’t even drink!” I half-screamed from the other side of the door, utterly confused.
“Yeah, Honor, y’think I don’t already know that?” her gasp echoed from where she must still be hanging over the white porcelain basin.
“ But wait I haven’t seen you with drink all night? What’s going on? Because this definitely looks like the effects of alcohol!” I heard no answer. “Kimberly??” I heard the toilet flush and decided to take this as the right moment to let myself back into the toilet.
She was sitting against the far wall with her legs out in front of her and her six inch heels sitting neatly beside her feet. She was sobbing silently into her white hands that were soaked and her face was a dark unhealthy purple colour.
I grabbed a washcloth, dampened it before pressing it to her head. “Kimberly, please explain what the hell is going on?”
“ Nothing, you wouldn’t get it anyway. I probably have like the flu or something, I don’t know.”
Oh gosh. Because all I needed right now was for all my guests to go home with an illness and all talk about how it started at Honor’s puke party.
“Well, you aren’t like gonna stay then are you? Like I mean you are gonna go home because of this flu thing, right?” I tried to be tactful with my words, but they came out worse than I had originally intended too. Probably the drink talking.
“Yeah, I guess” she got up slowly from the floor and turned to face me. “Well I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
“I hope you feel better hun! Oh and Kim, you didn’t use this did you..?” I brandished my favourite lip gloss. “ You know because of the flu thing, I just don’t want to catch anything. Oh and are you gonna clean that dress or shall i? It’s no big deal I’ll just let Meredith know that you needed it for whatever.”
“I’ll do it don’t worry and no I didn’t, see you tomorrow Honor.” She walked off slowly, wiping her eyes as she went.
Thank God she’s gone I thought to myself, at least my guests are going to be infected by the end of the night. After a few minutes, there was colour back in my face and my hair was re-poofed and sitting professionally again.
As I walked back down the stairs, I heard something that made my stomach turn more than the sound of Kim’s vomiting. Everyone was chanting someone else’s name and that was definitely not ok at MY party, where I should be at the centre of everything. I think her name was something like Eden, a close friend of Kimberly’s I think before I stepped in, I had never really liked her all that much, quite weedy, very pretty but far too much of a suck up who would do anything for anyone who was willing to protect her. Desperate not to be the last thought on everyone’s mind, I grabbed the bottle of tequila from the table next to me and this time I drank probably, downing four big gulps before putting it back. My tongue and back of my throat burned.
I know it was stupid too drink because of your emotions, but this wasn’t just about that. I needed to feel confident and it was my party so I could drink if I wanted too.
However this plan didn’t seem to work, no matter what I tried to do or suggest no one was really interested that much anymore. It was like the little Eden talent show and I hated every last minute of it.
The last double shot of tequila was the one I regretted the most, it turned my insides to jelly and left me only weakly standing up. Apparently I was being forced to learn the hard way that alcohol never actually solved your problems. It wasn’t until I found a quite cute boy later on in the night that I realised just how hard it is to be charming when you’re holding back puke.
I had just about to fall asleep when I realised that one of Meredith’s earrings had disappeared from my ear and so instead I was on my hands and knees searching the almost pitch black garden desperate to find it. The last thing I remembered was drunkenly calling my former best friends number before passing out in his arms as he helped me up from my garden.
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