a beautiful lie (continued/ original by winternightz)

Bottle Of Henny

"Someone grab the henny, tonight is gonna be a fun night" Tom starts before we even get through the door
"Alright man, whats the occasion" Gustav shouts from the other side of the room as he jumps off of the sofa. Tom lifts my left hand and shows all of the boys the ring on my finger
"Oh shit!" Georg gasps.
"Yeahh! Lets party then!" Gustav runs up and hands us each a bottle of hennessy as he takes a sip out of his own bottle
"Fuck man" Bill shakes Toms hand as loud music begins playing from a speaker on the coffee table. Tom nudges Bill as he smirks with a proud look on his face fighting the urge to boast. I giggle as I pop the lid off of the bottle before taking a sip of the strong alcohol, I scrunch my face as the liquid spices down my throat heating my stomach up, Tom does the same as he comes behind me wrapping an arm around my waist holding me close to him.
"Cmon then! Lets fucking celebrate!" Georg pulls us into the living room and clinks bottles with Tom. Georg and Tom talk to each other, however I can barely hear them over the blaring music.

"Tay, can I speak to you?" Bill taps my shoulder, pulling my attention away from Tom
"Uh sure Bill" We walk into a separate room where the music is muffled and quiet
"First of all, congratulations!" He stares down at my ring as he speaks
"Thank you" I smile at him waiting for him to say whats on his mind
"I just wanted to say i'm really sorry about everything that happened I really am, it's okay if you don't forgive me yet I understand completely. But I wanted to make sure you're not uncomfortable around me because I know what I did made a lot of your traumas come back. I just feel really bad about the shit I did." He stares into my eyes with a sincere look, I cant help but roll my eyes, I think it's obvious that i'm over it
"Bill its ok. Its not as bad as half the stuff i've been through." I fiddle with my ring as I speak, trying to ignore the obvious awkwardness which floods the air
"I want to keep our friendship, I miss hanging out with you, I miss our chats." He continues trying to keep my attention
"I do too, i'm over it ok" I sigh as I grow bored of him continuing to bring up the subject. He pulls me into a hug. I'm hesitant to accept his gesture but I know it's better just to give into it because if I don't he wont ever stop going on about the situation
"Cmon lets get back" I pull away from him, desperate to escape this conversation, because although I told him i'm over everything he did, a part of me is still afraid of what may happen if he gets too drunk. I exit the room before him rushing to Tom's side

"Where'd you go baby?" Tom leans down to speak into my ear, his warm breath hitting my head
"Spoke to Bill" I say hesitantly, awaiting an angry response
"What he say?" He questions, his voice growing stern
"He apologised"
"Did he touch you?"
"We hugged" I admit as my voice shakes
"Mkay." He stands up straight as he chucks back the liquor in his bottle. I exhale hard as my hands shake. I'm  just glad he didn't go crazy.
Gustav dances over to us screaming the lyrics to the song slurring his words as he stumbles on his own feet
"Guys loosen up! It's time to fucking celebrate!" He pulls us into the living room, I let my body submit to the beat of the music bobbing my head and rocking my body, pulling Toms sleeve to encourage him to join in with me. He comes behind me and rests his hands on my hips rocking his body with mine letting the alcohol overtake him.

As we all dance together sipping our drinks and screaming the songs on the top of our lungs, Tom slides his hand up to my neck holding my head back to face him. He kisses my lips and takes a swig from his bottle, he then moves his hand to my jaw forcing me to open my mouth. He spits the strong liquid into my mouth, I scrunch my face up in shock as I swallow the drink
"Good girl" he whispers into my ear, his breath hits my neck as he speaks in a low gravely tone, my cheeks flush red.
We continue dancing as the night goes on, my head begins to spin and my vision becomes blurry, my legs feel weak beneath me and I start relying on Tom to keep me from falling. He takes my drink away from me and turns me around to face him
"I think you've had enough my love" He says
"No way!" I slur my words as my body rocks uncontrollably. He picks me up and carries me up the stairs taking me to our room
"Im not tried!" I giggle as I'm put into bed
"Baby you need to relax" He pulls the duvet over me tucking me into the warm bed
"Will you stay with me?" I question
"No" He stands above me contemplating his decision
"Pleaseee!" I beg, he looks down at me and runs his tongue along his teeth
"Fine." He throws his hoodie off and takes his jeans off before hopping into the bed next to me holding me close
"You better not throw up" He teases
"I don't even feel sick!" I yawn
"Okay, you tired?" He speaks while kissing my shoulders
"Maybe" I giggle as I try to stay awake
"Sleep good princess"