The Worst Girls Since Eve (bmc we know the devil AU)

11pm-12am

Selected — [BROOKE] + Chloe !

"[BROOKE], can you drink with me first? Pleaaaaase?" Chloe scooted up close with the glasses, having poured a bit of the liquid into. 

Immediately, [BROOKE] shook his head. "Thanks for the offer, but, um—"

"Let me rephrase that!" Chloe held out the cup to the shorter one, a stern expression on her face. "You're drinking with us." 

[BROOKE] looked at the cup and then at Chloe. "Chlo, we could get in serious trouble!"

"Oh, [BROOKE], sweetie." Chloe laughed and switch to a condescending smile, set the glasses down in front of the blonde. "You see, if Eric did somehow decide to check on us? He would see that all three of us are in the same room—" she picked up the sticky bottle "—with this very bottle."

As Chloe spoke, she once again moved her hair to put it in a ponytail. You would already be an accomplice, even if you didn't drink it. They would hold you just as responsible as they would to me and Christine if they found us out. So just go ahead and drink, it'll be fine." Realizing she didn't have a hair tie on her, she just let her hair back down.

[BROOKE] sat there in thought. On one hand she really didn't want to get in trouble. On the other hand, what if Eric did catch them? Eric would probably get all mad at him for not stopping Chloe (and possibly Christine) from drinking. 

What the hell? This night was shit anyways, might as well.

"Christine thinks it's gonna kill us, and we need to prove her otherwise." Chloe chuckled as she watched [BROOKE] pick up one shot glass from the floor, doing the same. 

"No promises. That I'm going to live, I mean.." 

"I'll kill you if you don't live. Cheers!" 

Both of them drank the paint thinner-like liquid, [BROOKE] instantly gagging as he swallowed it. "Oh my gooood, that's grossssss..."

Chloe pressed a hand to her temple, scrunching her eyes up tight. "Aw, fuck, come on. We can keep going, [BROOKE]."

"Thanks so much everyone. I've been proven wrong, this is so clearly safe." Christine answered, sounding dull. 

After another couple of shots, Chloe looked at [BROOKE] again. "God, you've got to be tougher, man."

"NO." [BROOKE] shouted, getting on his knees and leaning forward. Propping himself up with one arm, he pointed at Chloe hand on is other arm. "I completely, utterly REFUSE."

Chloe's eyes widened for a few seconds before she started laughing, putting her hand on her forehead. "Oh man, are you already drunk?" She asked loudly.

"Liar! Lies and slander!" [BROOKE] let himself fall to the floor and rolled over to the side. Feeling around for his glass, he poured herself another shot. "I will be proving you wrong tonight, by taking another shot!"

Chloe shook her head as she watched [BROOKE] almost drop the glass while drinking. "GOD, it's even worse this time! How does anyone live their life drinking this at all?!"

"I can't believe this.." Chloe slurred as she took another shot. "You were all like 'oh Chloe! We simply cannot drink' just a minute ago, and now you're the most drunk out of all of us!"

"You're a jerk, Chloe!" [BROOKE] sat back up and glared at the brunette, pointing at her accusingly. "Do you know what your problem is?"

"Oh, you think YOU of all people know? Please, enlighten me!" Chloe slurred out, glaring back at [BROOKE] with a smirk, as if daring him to say something. 

"Your problem is that you hate yourself!" 

"HAH. Everyone hates themselves, honey. You've gotta try harder than that of all things!"

[BROOKE] blinked a few times. "Um, wait, I think I was going to say something about you treating yourself like a competition..? Fuck, I already forgot." He whined. "Aw, come on! I just had it!"

"Sure you did." Chloe rolled her eyes as she poured two more shots for her and [BROOKE]. "This tastes disgusting."

"I think I'm getting used to it?" [BROOKE] drank his and then gagged. "Just kidding it tastes like death. But it's sugary, and all, you know?" He smiled. "I don't care about anything at ALL. I love this."

"You know what your problem is! It's that you—" Chloe was about to finish that thought before she started coughing a bunch. [BROOKE] and Christine looked at each other and then at Chloe, extremely concerned.

"Oh my god, oh my god Chloe!" [BROOKE] and Christine both started trying to get Chloe up, only for Chloe to try and shoo Christine away. For some reason, she seemed to only want [BROOKE]. Maybe this was one of her ways to try and keep Christine from worrying too much, even at the cost of [BROOKE] now worrying.

They made it to the bathroom, Chloe now coughing with her head over the toilet as the blonde watched from the doorframe. 

"Jesus, why won't it sto—" Chloe was interrupted by her own coughing. 

"We didn't drink, like, too much.." [BROOKE] tried to say.

"This isn't about—" cough. "—the—" cough. "—oh god I'm think I'm gonna—" Chloe sounded like she was heaving now. "Go away.." she sounded out of breath.

"Chloe, what's going on..? This is a lot worse than what you said.."

"I'm fine. I swear I'm not lying this time, either." Chloe started to sit herself back up, moving to fix her hair weakly. "Can you, like... please not tell Christine?"

"Okay. I'm sorry."

Chloe put a hand on [BROOKE]'s shoulder. "Your problem is that you're very nice. But you want something. As much as you think it will, however, being nice will not get you it. You don't even know what you want."

She then squeezed a bit on the blonde's shoulder. "And until you figure out what you want? Every act of kindness you do will be filled with that."

[BROOKE] tensed up. "Your problem is you think being mean is being honest. All it does is make you just as bad as Christine and me."

Silence. 

".. we really are bad kids, aren't we?" [BROOKE] sighed. "I hope no one knows."

"Me too."

"We are finishing the damn bottle and no one will stop us!" Chloe announced, sounding more drunk than before. 

"Am I even drunk?" Christine stared at the ground, blinking a few times. Her face was just as red as [BROOKE] and Chloe's, and she did seem a bit tipsy, but definitely not as much as the other two.

"This bottle is almost empty and you two aren't being all gross and worried. So I think we all are. That thing."

"Drunk!" [BROOKE] pumped a fist in the air, giggling and grinning.

"Bingo!" Chloe snapped her fingers. "Ten points to Gryffinpuff or whatever. I don't know I've never read Harry Potter in my life."

"The bottle. Give me it." Christine demanded with her hand out. Chloe handed it to her and watched as Christine chugged the last bit of what was left. "Oh my goooooood, I haaaaate this."

"Christine is one of us!" Chloe announced. "Four hundred and twenty points to us! Anyways, what do we do next?"

"We did truth or dare.." Christine thought, racking her brain for ideas. ".. there's gotta be something worse."

"Like seven minutes in heaven?" [BROOKE] cocked his head to the side.

"Terrible idea. Let's do it." Chloe responded.

"I take it back—"

"I'm going to win."

"You can't win seven minutes in heaven, Christine!" [BROOKE] pointed out. The black-haired girl stared at him for a moment.

"I'm going. To win. At seven minutes in heaven." Christine repeated as she got up all. 

Chloe + Christine

Christine + [BROOKE]