The Eximius: Finding

TE: CHAPTER 05

C H A P T E R 05: A Missing Piece in the Puzzle

[Please excuse my grammar/spelling errors.]

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I woke up feeling like somebody tap danced on my head one millionth times, and let me tell you that it freaking hurts so bad. I sat on the bed and I feel a little bit woozy, so I held my head and groan. I just noticed that I was still in my party clothes but I'm not wearing my shoes anymore. I don't even remember removing them, heck I don't even remember what happened last night.

Eventually, when I didn't feel like I was about to throw up or something, I stood up from my bed - which by the way I have no idea how I got here in the first place. I open the door and walked down the stairs carefully so that I wouldn't stumble down like a drunken woman. I hear hush voices coming from the dining room and I quietly enter and saw my parents talking to each other with a stern look. I sat opposite my mother and looked at them with worry.

"What's happening?" I asked and they both looked at me at the same time.

"Sweetheart, are you feeling okay?" My mom asked ignoring my question then placing a piece of bacon on my plate. How was I feeling? Oh, I feel like I was slammed in the head a hundred of times and then drank two gallons of vodka that made me feel like twice in a hangover. Oh you know nothing much.......not.

"I feel like poop." I replied biting on the bacon, my parents glanced at each other which made me feel weird so I just kept eating my breakfast until I decided to ask the question again,

"So what did happen last night? How'd I get here?"

My dad sighed which wasn't unusual, his face looked like he haven't gotten enough sleep and he also looked tired. With the amount of scruff he had and the dark bags under his eyes meant he was working his ass off with the project his making. "Clinton brought you here last night," he said but took a sip of his coffee before he continues, "he said you were drinking a little and he saw you passed out in the cold. He took you home and thankfully you were alright.

What had gotten into you? Why did you drink alcohol Lenox?" He said looking disappointed than ever.

I didn't drink last night did I? I just remembered dancing like maniacs with Zoe, that's all. "Dad, are you sure? Because I'm freaking sure that I didn't drank alcohol last night." I replied. I don't even taste any alcohol in my mouth, and I'm pretty sure that cherry coke isn't any type of alcoholic beverage.

 "Oh, did I forget that you fell from the stairs in Jenna's house? Clinton said that you were so drunk that you've gotten a scar in your head. What had gotten into you? We didn't raise you to be like this!" My dad interrupts, I looked at my mom for help but she just gave me her apologetic smile which I did not return.

"Seriously? Smell my breath and tell me that you could smell any alcohol beverage you may know, but then if you consider cherry coke an alcohol beverage then I'll take all the blame. Oh, did I also forget that I basically didn't want to go to Jenna's stupid party, and my wonderful mom literally forced me to come after I told her that there might be alcohol's in there? No? Well now I did. So if Clinton's so called reason for me being passed out makes you both think that I'm that kind of daughter then here's a thing, I'm not!" I replied with so much emotion which was mostly anger, and that I stormed out of the room and ran upstairs in my bedroom.