The Unbelievable (Book Two)

Chapter 16

"Crazy set boys," one of the four mischiefs said as they all crowded into the room. I locked eyes with Harry and he cuddled on the couch next to me.

"Get off," I mumbled still drunk and out of touch with reality.

"Excuse me?" Harry replied frozen in his stare next to me.

"Do. Not. Touch. Me," I enunciated every syllable to the point of the words losing their meaning.

"Christ," he sighed and stood from the couch as I reached for the bottle of tequila Dean brought in setting it on the table in front of me.

"Callie, no!" Hailey was now sitting beside me and holding both my wrists hostage.

"Just let me have the tequila," my eyes watered and I strained against her hoping to break through her grasp.

"Callie, stop it. You have to work tomorrow," she lowered her voice and I appreciated it with the headache I was getting.

"No," I was crying now and I felt her let my wrists go. "I don't want to go."

"It's your job, you have to."

"No," I continued sobbing as she stood up leaving me on the couch.

When she came back, she was helping me stand up from the sunken in couch and I couldn't help much really. I felt like I was falling over any way I stood.

"Are you bunch leaving?" someone spoke to Hailey as she wrapped my arm around her waist.

"Yeah, obviously someone didn't think about their limit tonight," Hailey said through gritted teeth and I gave her a sour look.

"Did too, that's why I drank so much!" I sassed and gave a look over at Dean that said 'help me'.

"I'll take her home," Harry ran over to Hailey and started to shift my weight over to him.

I tried pushing him away and ended up crying again, "Go away."

"Why is she so bad tempered?" Harry spoke to Hailey like I wasn't listening in.

"Because you're a dick and only think with your dick. Isn't that right Dean?!" I yelled over to the boy talking in the corner with someone else, not listening in on our conversation.

"That's right, Callie!" he responded to me and I giggled feeling so appreciated.

"Harry, I don't think its -" Hailey began to deny the boy but I interrupted.

"I should have slept with Dean," I sighed looking over at Hailey not paying any mind to Harry and his rude ways.

"Callie, you're drunk. You don't know what you want," Hailey tried to talk me down, but I pulled away from her to go run over to Dean.

I grabbed Dean's attention as I ran over to him and smashed my lips onto his.

"Callie!" Hailey screamed behind me but I refused to listen. I was going to make Harry feel the way that I did tonight.

I stuck my tongue into his mouth cupping his chin with my hands. He wasn't responding to my kiss and I pulled my face back to analyze why. When I did so, my waist was grabbed by someone and I was folded over onto someone's shoulder.

"AHH! Let me go!" I screamed hoping anyone could hear me.

"Callie!" I was sat on a seat in a car and I saw Harry's bloodshot eyes stare into mine. Tears welled up and I began sobbing again. "Stop it. There is nothing to cry about." He sat in the seat next to me and soon the car was driving forward to who knows where.