𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 | s. lopez + b. pierce

Blame It On The Alcohol

"It sounds awful," Santana scoffed as she slammed her locker shut and held her phone between her and Jayden. "Is anybody going?"

"Let me find out," Brittany said as she appeared beside them. She dialed Artie's number, adding him to the call. "Did you hear?"

"Yes. Mercedes just told me," Artie said from the other end.

"Tell them I'll go if they go," another voice said.

"Tell them yourself. I ain't no pony express."

"You guys are going, right?" Mercedes asked as she joined the call.

"Only if there's liquor, because a Rachel Berry party is not something I can do sober," Santana said with a roll of her eyes.

"But it's alcohol awareness week," Jayden frowned.

"Precisely. And I am aware of how much fun alcohol is. Let's ask Puckerman."

Santana dialed his number, and a couple seconds later he joined the call.

"You're go for Puck."

"Noah, it's Jaybrittana and Artcedes," Santana said. "Can your friend score us some wine coolers?"

"No, but his ID can," Puck said as they all met up in the middle of the hallway.

"What do you say, Jayden?" Santana asked as she turned to the petite brunette beside her.

"I mean, I kinda have to be there...It's my house," Jayden shrugged.

"If we're all in, then it's settled," Mercedes said. "The Rachel Berry House Party Train Wreck Extravaganza is officially a go."

****

Jayden sat cross legged on the couch in the basement of her house. Her chin rested in her hand, a pout on her face as she avoided looking over to where Santana was making out with Sam.

I hate it here.

I wanna go home.

You are home, dummy.

Just as she was getting ready to go upstairs to her room, Tina sat down next to her, offering her a warm smile.

"Hi," she greeted.

"Hey," Jayden replied, forcing a small smile.

"I feel like we haven't talked in forever," Tina sighed. "How have you been?"

"Okay, I guess," Jayden shrugged. "Just confused...about...stuff."

"Do their names start with B and S?"

"Yeah. B and S for bullshit."

"No matter what happens, I'm gonna be here for you," Tina said as she reached out to hold Jayden's hand. "And if you need a shoulder to cry on, you can always use mine."

"Thanks, Tina," Jayden smiled softly.

"No need to thank me, Jay."

The two friends sat and talked for a bit to pass the time. Jayden had forgotten what it was like to hang around someone that didn't want to get in her pants, and she didn't realize how much she had missed Tina's company.

"Let's party!"

****

Jayden knew that getting drunk probably wasn't the smartest idea. She knew it could lead to an addiction, and she knew how dangerous it was. But at some point between her third and fourth drink, she forgot about the anxiety she felt and allowed herself to get lost in the loud music that blasted through the room.