Caught

Alcohol

Xavier

I have a love-hate relationship with parties. 

They're either fun or I end the night with severe memory loss and have to have my antics explained to me by one of my friends. 

I think Noah is saying something about a party tonight but I'm not really listening to him, instead, I find myself watching Elena. 

I don't want to look at her, I'd actually really love to not be looking at her but I just can't pull my eyes away. 

She's laughing a lot with her friend, I wonder what girls talk about. 

Or really what she talks about, to me she's either insulting me or talking about the case or sometimes Elena decides to share a tiny bit about her life with me. 

I absolutely hate when she does that, I don't want to know anything about her.

"Bro, are you coming or not?" Noah asks me, smacking my arm. 

I turn my head to look at him and watch him glance towards Elena's direction. 

Fuck.

"Yeah, sure," I mutter. 

"Why are you staring at Elena and Abigail?" He asks me. 

"I have no clue...I just...was." It's a stupid answer but it's the best answer I could give him. 

"Well...do you like her?" 

"No, I'd like to murder her actually," I reply, truthfully. 

"So what you were imagining her dying?" 

I shake my head, "I wasn't actually thinking anything I was sort of just staring at her." 

Noah shrugs, taking a sip of MY diet coke, "Well she's pretty. Nice hazel eyes." 

"Her eyes are green," I tell him. 

He raises an eyebrow, "Oh let me guess her hair isn't brown either it's mahogany." 

I laugh at that, "Piss off Noah." 

He laughs and gets up, "Have fun at the party and don't go falling for that girl. It would not work out." 

I'm not falling for Elena, she's the most annoying person I've ever known. 

She just happens to be very pretty. 

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"But then I've always loved the colour brown," Maddison says to me, I blink at her and realise how truly fucked I am. 

I could not tell you when she sat next to me or spoke to me. I actually can't remember much of anything. 

I groan, rubbing my eyes, I was going to try not to drink a lot at this party. 

I could've pulled through but that last shot destroyed me. 

I don't even remember what was in it. 

I'm just going to lie on the couch and give my organs a minute to regenerate. 

"That's lovely" I mutter at Madison, she sighs and gets up and walks towards another poor guy. 

Or maybe a lucky guy I didn't absorb what she looked like so maybe she's very attractive. 

Then Elena walks in and suddenly my lungs aren't pumping oxygen around my body and I no longer care about much else.  

She's wearing a short black dress that shows her collarbone and shoulders off, her hair is curled and she's wearing some eye makeup that makes my right lung collapse.