Growing up McGarrett

The Party - Part 2

Something was cutting through the blackness. Voices, arguing. I concentrated as hard as I could on getting my body to do just one thing, open your eyes Sam! It felt impossible, like I was dead or something. Maybe I was dead? That would be ok. Good Sam was screaming from somewhere NO IT WOULDN'T! OPEN YOUR DAMN EYES! You hear voices, you're not dead yet! I open my eyes and try to focus on the voices. It's Kimmy, she was the one looking after me.
She's angry, shouting at someone. I close my eyes again and put my energy into listening.  It's like I'm going in and out of water, hearing some bits then mumbled again. I try to make my brain focus, it feels like the hardest thing I've done. Kimmy is saying something about hospital, calling an ambulance. The other voice, male, is arguing with her. I think it's Todd, I try to look again but I can't put the energy into both that and listening. Todd's saying something about making her sick. Making who sick? Why are they having a weird fight, can't they see me lying here, maybe dead?

A door slams and I hear Kimmy close to me.
Kimmy - "Sam open your eyes, please Sam you need to wake up!"
Kimmy is such a good friend, she cares about me. I was such a bitch to her earlier. I'm sorry Kimmy. I concentrate on doing what she wants, I peel my eyes open.
Kimmy - "Yes! There you are. You're going to be ok. You've got to drink more water."
She puts a bottle to my lips and tries to sit me up a bit. I try to help but nothing cooperates with my commands. I feel the water trickle down my chin. Kimmy is making a strange noise. Is she, crying? Oh no I'm making her cry. I'm such a shit friend, she should let me die.
Raised voices again, Todd is back. Something about the bathroom. I feel hands on me I'm being lifted, carried somewhere. It's cooler in here, I'm put down on a cool, hard surface. Then I'm being lifted again, into a sitting position. I try to say something, I hear what comes outs and it isn't words. So I concentrate on listening again.

Todd from behind me - "You've got to make her take that....vomit. Sam? You've got to drink....SAM!"
I concentrate hard again and my mouth opens. Kimmy is pouring something awful into it. I try to protest but Todd is holding me and I have to swallow it. Then she pours more in.  I give up struggling, no energy left I let myself fall into the darkness again.

The next conscious moment I have I am throwing up violently. I feel like I'm turning inside out. Todd is still holding me up and Kimmy is making soothing sounds. What the fuck did they do to me? I keep vomiting and retching well past the point of having anything left in my body. Kimmy periodically feeds me water which I immediately throw back up, until I don't. Then I'm being carried again but now I know it's by Todd. He puts me back on Kimmy's bed. I hurt everywhere. I close my eyes to try to stop it.

I must have slept again because when I come to Todd is gone. Kimmy is sitting near the bed looking like a ghost. I realise it's not as hard to focus, maybe other parts of my body will work. I will my body to sit up and it does! Kimmy immediately jumps up to help me.
Kimmy - "Are you ok?"
Although I had managed the movement I was now keenly aware that it had made me feel nauseous. I managed to form the word sick and Kimmy got a bucket in front of me just in time. Eventually I stopped heaving. Kimmy wiped my face with a wet towel. I was definitely more aware and had more control of my body.
Me - "Thanks"
She grabbed me into a bear hug. The room was still spinning and her squeeze hurt but I just went with it.
Kimmy - "I was so scared you were going to die!"
Me - "Sorry". I barely managed to form the word and then I forced a smile.
Kimmy jumped up - "I've got to let Todd know you're ok, stay here."

Where did she think I was going to go? 'Ok'might have been a stretch to describe my current state but I was definitely alive. I lay back on the bed and tried to take stock of how "ok" I actually was. The first thing I took in was the smell, yuck I stank of vomit and beer and who knows what else. I did a quick body scan, my head was thumping like there were multiple jackhammers in there, my stomach felt like I'd been punched in it by an elephant but everything seemed intact. I had a sudden flashback to Mark, kissing me and his hand going under my skirt. Like someone had punched me I suddenly coiled into foetal position. What else had happened? Why couldn't I hold onto the memories long enough to piece them together? It was like trying to catch floating bubbles. I started to shake and to cry, not gentle tears but great big sobbing gasps. I couldn't control it, the thoughts were flooding my exhausted brain. I wanted it to stop, it hurt so much, mentally and physically.

Kimmy came back and she held me for a moment, saying stuff to me to calm me down. Then begging me to get it together. Eventually she broke through the crazy screaming circus in my head.
Kimmy - "SAMANTHA you've got to stop, there are cops here and we are in so much trouble!"
Somehow this focused me enough to calm the sobbing and look at my friend. She had obviously been crying too.
Me - "It's ok Kimmy, my dad's dead so we won't get into trouble." My voice sounded detached from me somehow. Flat and unemotional.
Kimmy - "WHAT?!"
At that point Todd burst into the room.
Todd - "You two need to come downstairs. Sam you need to act as sober as possible, do you think you can do that?"
Me - "I'll try".

I stand up and immediately my legs buckle and I'm back on the bed.
Todd - "Shit, we really are fucked".
I hold up my hand trying to tell him I'm ok and push myself to standing again. This time I manage to stay upright. We go downstairs, Todd in front in case I stumble, Kimmy holding my hand and steadying me as we go. I realise that it's a lot quieter than earlier, the music is off and there's a low mumble of people trying to whisper to each other. We get to the main living area and I see people sitting on the ground everywhere. There are cops picking their way through the bodies talking to various people. Todd steers us towards one cop who is shouting out commands to the kids in the room.
Todd - "That's everyone from upstairs sir."
The officer turns around and his whole demeanour changes.
Officer looking at Todd angrily - "How old are these two?"
Todd goes to say something and I cut across him - "We're 18 we just look younger, you got a problem with that?!" I put all the sassiness I could muster into it.
The officer scoffed - "Alright Benjamin Button, you and your buddies take a seat on that couch and we'll see what your parents have to say!"
We all sank dejectedly into the couch.
Todd - "They're going to kill us".
Well mine are dead so I don't need to worry! Except about Danny, oh shit Danny would kill me for this.

The officer was getting details from Todd, where their parents were, contact numbers etc. I blocked them out and sat staring at the ground. I was probably in the biggest trouble of my life but I couldn't muster up the energy to care. I still couldn't string the memories from earlier together and hadn't had the chance to ask Kimmy about it. I wanted my dad, although if my dad was here I honestly didn't know what would happen. But that didn't matter, he wasn't and he wouldn't be, so I didn't care. Bad Sam was coming back on line and she was ready to tell the world to fuck right off! Then I heard "Detective Danny Williams, 5O". My head shot up and there he was looking straight at me with a look that said you are in deep shit!

Hi guys hope you're liking the new chapters. Just a note on what you just read. As a mother I have to say this, do not try this at home! If your friend has drunk so much that they pass out, get them to hospital! The trouble you & they might get into is a lot less permanent then death! Thanks for reading 😘