Not You Again

chapter 6 - party pt 1

Archer
I take another swing of my fourth looking around at the very crowded room. I can thankfully get drunk tonight and the rest of week because we got off for hockey. I also need to get drunk and laid badly. I haven't done that since the summer.

"Yo, Sinclair," James says grabbing my shoulder and giving it a squeeze as he stands next to me.

"James," I smile and nod at him and he pats my back, making me almost have a massive burp.

"What's up with you and that brunette chick?" He questions and I roll my eyes. The money I would pay to forget about her crazy ass.

"Nothing, she's just a fucking lunatic. Man, I swear it takes everything in my to not scream at her stupid face," I rant to him and take another sip of my beer. "I mean seriously she just shows up fucking everywhere," I pause to look down at him, "and I mean she's fucking everywhere. I can't escape her without getting into with her," I take another sip of my beer, nearly almost done with it and then onto my fifth.

James starts laughing at my distressing situation. It's really easy for me to not care or think about things that make me upset because why the fuck would I think about something that upsets me? That's fucking stupid, but I cannot help it because she is always fucking there.

"Fuck man," he laughs shaking his head, "what did she do to you? Or what did you do to her that pissed her off so much?" He questions and I shake my head.

"Fuck knows," I take the last sip of my beer and start to walk towards the kitchen with James trailing behind me.

I set the empty bottle on the granite counter and head to red cooler in the corner of the kitchen and grab another glorious beer. I open in it and take a sip while James opens his big fucking mouth again to ask about my lunatic stalker.

"Did you sleep with her and not call her?" He asks and I start choking on my beer and coughing. James starts to look panicky and pts my back which doesn't  do anything about the fact that actually did sleep with her. "Dude are you okay?" Hell no.

"Yeah, I'm good," I reply but he keeps patting my back. "Dude stop and stop talking to me about her it's making me freaky annoyed. I came to this party to forget about the all the things that annoy me."

I walk out of the kitchen and back into the hallways where I spot Rory talking to Cora and some random redhead. Rory notices me and waves me over to her.
I smile and walk over to her and engulf her in a hug. She always smells like some fancy perfume.

I've always thought of Rory as like my sister. I mean she's beautiful no doubt but I've never had any interest in dating her ever. I don't know what it is about her but she's like my mom and therapist  rolled into one and I don't know what I would do without her. I've known her since we were kids and we've gone to school together since we were eight. She's helped me through everything and I would be a mess without her.

I let go of her and she looks up at me with her big blue eyes, "where's Jackie?" She asks and I just shrug.

"Who fucking knows," I tell her and take another sip of my beer.

"Archer this is my new friend Westie," she says pushing the redhead forward as she stumbles towards me. "She's in the soccer team with me," she adds. I look down at her and sweep my eyes up and down her fair and skinny body. Westie is quite pretty but I'm not really interested in her, besides I've got a girlfriend.

I stick my hand out to shake hers, "nice to meet you Westie," I say and she just stares at me. I look at Cora who just shrugs and I drop my hand and instead wave it in her face. She slaps out of her way and I say ow.

"Sorry," she mumbles and walks away into the living room.

"What the fuck is wrong with her?" I ask Cora who is starijg at Westie in the other room.

"I have no idea," she says turning her attention back to me. "She's not usually like this," she says and walks into the living room probably trying to find Westie.

"Okay what is up with you and that Riley girl?" Rory says turning my attention to her. I roll my eyes and take another sip of my beer. "Okay that," she points to my eyes, "is what Im talking about. I heard what happened last night with you two. So spill," she demands and I quickly walk away from her. "Fuck you Archer! You're telling me eventually!" I hear her yell over the balding loud music.

I turn right into the dining room that is also filled with people and more drinks. I make my way through the crowd into a darker hallway thats still pretty crowded. I spot the familiar face of Nick and make my way over to his crowd of people.

"Yo Nick!" I shout as I start to walk down the hall. He looks up and motions for me to come over. He looks back down at who he was talking to and laughs. I can't see who it is but they just be short. I finally reach him and dab him up.

"Nicky," I greet him and he laughs. I take another sip of my beer and look to see who he is talking too. I almost spit my beer at the sight of the tiny brunette next to him. She's holding onto some random dudes arm glaring at me. I roll my eyes at her and just sticks outs her tongue. I scoff at her.

"What are you ten?" I sarcastically say. She ignores and looks up at Nick, who looks like he just realized that calling me over was a bad idea.

"Ew Nick," she says, "why do you even talk to him? He's so stupid," she tells him and I scoff at her again.

"Fuck off and stop stalking me you psycho bitch," I take another sip of my beer and notice that she's glaring at me.

"I am so over this bullshit from you," she unhooks her arms from that random guys arm. "You can't talk to me like that just because you're a rich white dude. I understand why you're so entitled but learn to treat a people with respect!" She yells at me and I laugh at her and she rolls her eyes.

"Why would I respect someone that has no respect for me? I treat people I respect with respect," she looks at me with a confused expression.

"You make no sense Archer."

"Neither do you, Miley," I reply and take another sip of my beer as I turn walk back into the dining room.

I place my now empty beer on the counter. I walk over to the dining room table that has a bottle of whiskey but before I can grab it someone swipes it from in front of me.

"Dude," I mumble as I turn to look at Rory.

"No, not until you tell me everything," she says and I sigh. I lean against the table and take a deep breathe trying to conjure up the lie Im going to tell her.

"Look she caught me cheating on Jackie and then she told Jackie. Then I said some very unkind things to her and she did to me," I look at her and she shakes her head.

"No keep going," she smiles. "I know there's a lot more your eyes are very expressive even when your drunk."

"I don't know what else's to tell you. We were both really drunk and I said things I wasn't proud of," I admit to her and she shakes her head.

"There has to be more," she says and I shake my head.

"Not really," I reply and she gives me a look. I smile at her and push my myself off the table and put my hands on her shoulders. "You'll be the first to know if I remember," I tell her and she nods.

"Alright, alright," she laughs and sets the whiskey down. I go to grab the whiskey but she slaps my hand and hands me a cup of water.

"No more and I don't care if you have hockey tomorrow," she tells me as she grabs my hand and leads me back into the other crowded hallways. "You're gonna tell me the rest of what happened because I know there is more to it," she adds and J throw my head back in frustration.

There is absolutely no way in fucking hell I am ever and I mean ever admitting to anyone, including Riley herself that we slept together.

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The next chapter will be a lot juicier and longer I swear!!!!