Phoebe's P.O.V
I laughed as Claire handed me another drink, trying to get me drunk enough to go talk to some random guy standing by the fire.
" That won't be happening, but I will take this." I winked at her as I drank from the cup," What is this? I don't know if I like it." I swirled my cup around looking at it.
" I don't know. Some guys are handing out the drinks, I think they said something with pineapple but also something special for my ' pretty friend', maybe you should go get one of them." She hinted at me.
" Pass. No boys for me." I said as I finished the drink," I hate to be a buzz, but we have work in the morning. I cannot be late." I said as I looked at my phone, seeing the time, seeing the time x2.
" Are you okay? Little miss no tolerance." Claire grabbed my arm.
" Damn, yes. Let's go home. If you want to stay I can call Finn!" I suggested as I tried to fight off this drunk feeling. I don't remember how many drinks I had tonight.
" I can take you. I probably shouldn't be late tomorrow either. supposedly got my last warning last week. " She said as she tossed our cups and grabbed my shoulder, pulling us through the woods.
As she drove me home, I had my head against the door, not feeling the best. Thanking the Lord my parents do not care what I am doing tonight. Hoping I can get upstairs without them noticing or hearing us.
" Do you want to stay? " I asked Claire as she drug me upstairs, opening my door.
" No, it's okay. Here take some medicine so you are fine tomorrow." She shoved ibuprofen at me and some water.
" You are just the sweetest nurse." I slurred at her, trying to use a teasing tone.
" Alright babe, I'll text you when I get home. " She shoved me on the bed and left.
I laid there for about 10 minutes, my ceiling spinning. I shoved myself up, wobbling over to my dresser and grabbing some fuzzy shorts, a thin feeling tank top and some socks.
" Ow, fuck." I said as I fucking fell and hit the bathtub. I rubbed my knee as I pulled myself up, turning the shower on and quickly taking one.
I started to feel sick. I brushed my teeth, shivering as I felt my cold hair against my back, putting deoderant on and practically falling onto my bed.
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I'll Always Find You
Про оборотнейShe was simply living her life with her best friend Claire, Phoebe Jade, was at a bonfire, needing to get home for work in the next morning, until she was drugged and kidnapped. From there, her entire life became a wreck. She was not going to give u...
