Rhenna

Fifty-One

                    My entire life was blur. Metaphorically, and literally. I couldn't see anything. I was also having a hard time walking. Who ever was holding me up was basically dragging me.

"Can't you at least try to walk right?" A voice asked.

I was trying. And I was failing. Everything was swaying; me along with it.

"I think you drank too much". The voice commented.

No matter how hard I tried I couldn't decifer who the voice belonged too. So I said the first name that came to mind. "Conn?"

"Nope".

"Nick?" Some reason I was really hoping that it was him.

"Guess again".

Who else is there?

"B-blondie?"

"Fuck Elin. It's Johny!"

Johny. Blondie. Same person.

"I like Blondie better". I slurred.

"Well...I dont". He snapped. The rise in his voice made me flinch and duck my head.

"W-where is t-others?" Last thing I remember was sitting in the club. We talked about Christmas.

"Heading home I bet".

I was having trouble picturing Conn leaving me. "I-Conn".

Damn alcohal! I couldn't get my sentences to form correctly.

"Conn was passed out drunk by the time everyone split up."

Conn was drunk?

And I missed it!

Well, I probably didn't I just couldn't remember a single thing.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"My house".

"Why?"

I never agreed to this.

"Because no one else offered to take you home". I felt him rearrange his arm around me, then I heard the creak of a door opening. "The girls were pretty lucid when we left. And Nick was blabbering nonsense. I think Sam and Ivan were taking him home".

I wanted to go back to Nick's house.

"And you said you wanted to go with me when Willow asked".

I said that?

The fuck would I do that for?

"Doesn't sound like me". I mumbled.

"Yeah. You were defiantly out of it".

Must have been.

He set me down on something soft and padded. A bed I'm guessing.

Against better judgement I fell over sideways and nuzzled into the pillow.

"I'll leave you some aspirin, kay?"

I hummed a response.

"Ill be downstairs on the couch if you need anything".

I think I fell asleep before I could even answer him.

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"Fuck". I hissed. My head was tearing itself apart! The artificial light wasn't helping one bit. Niether was my stomach.