My enemy since childhood

Chapter 6

My phone has been ringing min-stop all evening, so in the end i turned off the sound and put the phone upside down on the nightstand.

When the movie was over and the clock had passed midnight, i rubbed my eyes and yawned, just as well trying to sleep after last night's lack of sleep.

After a few minutes i reached for my phone and took a deep breath when i saw the display, several missed calls and text messages.

Missed call Brooke (9)
Missed call Kylie (2)
Missed call Dylan (7)

Why do they they really want me? sure they were drunk but why had my brother called like a million times? i didn't have much to choose from so i opened my phone and flipped through the text message.

Brooke 11:39 a.m
Y/n! Come here, please!

Brooke 00:06 a.m
I miss you, you have to come!

Dylan 00:29 a.m
Answer for the bloody hell !!!!!

Dylan 00:34 a.m
Y/n, answer! It is important!

What could be so important than ruining my sleep? i looked at the clock that showed one to one and sighed as i lay done on the pillow again. There was only one alternative, call one of them and see what they want but what could it be more than that they are drunk?

I took a deep breath and flipped through Brooke's number, i immediately ended up in the voicemail, i pressed Dylan's number, where the signals went anyway, but when he answered i only heard loud music through the phone.

Y: "Hello?"

D: "Why didn't you answer?"

Y: "I'm calling now, what do you want?"

D: "You must come here!"

Y: "And why should i do that?"

D: "Brooke is so drunk, she's covered! you get the hell over here, now!!"

Y: "But she's there with Kylie, why do i have to come?"

D: "Kylie has left with some guy, you come the hell over here and take care of her!"

Y: "Ugh, bloody hell Enzo! Can't anyone else take care of her? Where are everyone else?"

D: "She's your best friend and the others have left too and left her, come here now for fucking shakes!"

Y: "okay, i'm coming."

D: "Good!"

I threw my cell phone on the bed when i got up and went to the closet. I put on a pair of leggings and a hoodie. I would just go and get her and then leave. What could go wrong?

Why is this happening to me? and why the hell would they left her there if she had gotten too drunk? what good friends i thought sarcastically when i picked up my phone and snuck carefully out the front door as quietly as i could.

Mom probably slept but you never knew, there was no immediate good explanation for why i would have to go out in the middle of the night and it was not very far to Will's house, just a few blocks from my house, so i could just go there.

As i approached Will's house, i heard very loud music pounding all the way to the street, keeping the neighbors awake. I had been here at a party a few times before but then i had been so drunk that i never thought about how loud the music was.

There were several people i recognized from school sitting outside smoking, so i hurried past as fast as i could, the fewer people who saw me here the better.

The music was ten times louder when i stepped into the hall. At any other time it would probably have been so much fun but now i just wanted to find Brooke and get out of here.

I first looked around the kitchen without seeing either Dylan or Will so i had to squeeze towards the living room.

"Y/n!"

I turned around and saw Dylan sitting in an armchair with a girl on his lap. Obvious.

I raised my eyebrows questioningly and waited for him to come to me but he just sat there and whispered something to the girl who giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Where's Brooke?" i asked loudly but the music made my voice disappear.

"hello? where's Brooke?" i shouted as i approached him.

"Take it easy! There is beer if you want" said Dylan and grinned as he tickled the girl who was sitting on his lap so she screamed.

I felt the irritation begin to approach the border of rage so i took a deep breath and glared at him. When he just laughead i could not hold back so i grabbed the girls arm and pulled her up from his lap.

"You are calling me! Ask me to come here beacuse Brooke is too drunk and you think i should take it easy and have s beer? If i wanted to be here and drink beer, you don't think i would have been here then? Where the hell is she so i can get out of here?!"

"Calm down, god! She's up there in one of the bedrooms."

I glared at him one last time before walking up the stairs. I had been in the house before but as i said, then i had been too drunk and i could not remember that i had ever been upstairs.

With determined steps i went up the stairs and came directly into a living room. I looked around, all the doors were closed and there are at least five so i guess it was just to choose the first best door.

I went t one of the doors and opened it carefully. It wasn't a sleeping Brooke who i met no no no, but on the bed Thomas was lying on his back with a dark-haired girl on top of him. At least they were still wearing their clothes, i thought and snorted, which made them both turn their eyes to me.

"Can you close the door?!" the girl hissed annoyed and threw her hair before she bent down over Thomas again.

"Calm down now.....fun to see you Y/n, you might want to join?" asked Thomas and i saw how his amusing grin grew as i gasped.

What. The. Hell.