Insomnia☆

🌙| Chapter 3: That someone in the crowd

The hallways are coated with a hazy purple light and the thick stench of poor ventilation and copious amounts of weed. Almost all of the rooms on this floor were wide open and jam packed full of people. The thump of the music coming from the giant speakers, and the loud chatter of people pounding lightly in your chest. It has been a couple years since your last party, it was a senior grad party that ended with five of the popular guys getting arrested. But this one was way different. More... exciting? In a way, because it was still very overwhelming but not in a debilitating way.

"HEY WERE GONNA GO LOOK FOR CLYDE'S FRIEND! DONT GET LOST OKAY?!" Bea said yelling so you could hear her over the loud music.

Before you could say anything they slipped away into the party. Leaving you alone in crowd full of people. And even though every true crime bone in your body said drinking is a bad idea in this situation, your socially depraved brain said this was your chance to finally let loose. Bea was your only close friend, and not the greatest one at that but she was always there for you. Not saying that she's responsible for taking care of you but it is kind of a douche move to ditch your friend at a dorm party.

Fully set on getting wasted tonight had lead you to a random open room that had tables cluttered with red solo cups, and liquor. You were not a very experienced drinker whatsoever so you settled on just snatching a full bottle and taking it with you. You screwed off the cap and took a swig. Your face immediately winced at the bitter taste and warmth radiating in your throat and chest. You weren't able to see the label on the bottle but it was definitely tequila. And boy was it way too strong to take straight. So you started looking around for a chaser, hoping that God would bless you with a bottle of soda or juice. And then you saw it, unopened bottle of squirt on a coffee table next to a seemingly passed out metalhead on a courderoy couch. Fuck yeah.

After you also snatched the bottle you excitedly mixed the two drinks together in the same bottle and little by little got drunker by the minute. The concoction had severely warmed your cheeks up with every sip. At some point in the night you ended up on the couch with same blonde metalhead from earlier.

*GASP*"WHAT TIME IS IT?!" He said jolting up. " I think it's only.. 12:27." You replied calmly. " Oh thank God. My curfew is 2:30." He explained. You simply gave him a look in return, pausing slightly. "Are you even old enough to drink?" His eyes widened with that and he got defensive very quickly. Failing to hide the fact that he was definitely a high schooler. "UH NO. WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT?" You giggle slightly. " Hey relax man I'm not telling anyone. But you should probably sober up or get a ride home." He let out a sigh of relief. " I know, I was gonna leave soon but I guess I went a little crazy." You simply nodded in response. Speaking of going crazy, you may have gone too far yourself. Suddenly feeling very sick and nauseous.

" Oh shit.. ugh *gag* I'll see you later guy, I gotta go." You said getting up and walking out of the room very quickly. " ITS ISAAAAC!" He yelled loud enough for you to hear in the hallway. You were very quick. Running from dorm to dorm knocking on the bathroom door only to be met with loud moans or a simple " OCCUPIED!". You had also ran into the kitchen to puke in the sink but accidentally interrupted Bea and Clyde making out on the counter. For some reason you would rather be caught dead then throw up on a strangers dorm carpet so you ran out and your eyes met a possible solution. The last door on the floor, closed, locked, and most likely had a clean bathroom.

You took the risk of maybe getting pulled in and murdered by a frat boy, all because you desperately needed to puke in a toilet. So you quickly knocked loudly but soft enough to be non threatening. A moment passed and as you were about the knock again the door opened. Your eyes locked onto the tall person in front of you. Tan skin, dark eyes, and shaggy black hair. Though your time to fully take in their features was cut short by the queasy feeling in your stomach.