SUMMER LOVE

XIV - And these are the consequences of drinking too much

Stop Amanda. You are not an addict.

I finally decided to go the bathroom. I opened the door and put my hands in the washbasin and stared at the mirror. God, Amanda, you're so weak. I put a little bit of water in my hands and rubbed them against my face, which was burning.

Then, a tall girl entered. She had a short dress (I think I saw her panties) and high heels. She was wearing a Chanel bag, which she put next to the tap. And then she did something I wanted to kill her for: she placed hr packet of cigarettes next to her bag and went to the toilet.

And there they were, looking at me, burning my eyes and my brain with their simple and dramatic existence.

Go, Amanda. Pick one, she won't notice.

I was freaking out and sweating a lot.

But do it now.

And yes, I did it. I picked one cigarette and hurried myself out the door. God, I'm so weak. You're so weak, Amanda.

The disco was even fuller. There was no way I was gonna find any of my friends in the crowd. Not with that much people. I got to the place I had left Bri and the boys and –surprise, surprise- they weren't there. Bum. Just vanished. But I didn't care. It was me and my cigarette right now.

I tried to look for Theodor, but easily gave up. Then, I managed to find Bri and, as I expected, she was drinking. And so...

You're so fucking weak, Amanda!

... I joined her.

'Girl, this is gonna be our night!' – She shouted. My first shot was good. It hit me hard. My head didn't take long to start spinning. My heartbeat was very fast.

1, 2, 3 shots, I was getting weaker and weaker, more and more drunk. Another glass of wine, another bottle of beer. Congrats, Amanda, you're back to your miserable life.

Of course, I had already smoked at least 3 cigarettes. I was feeling amazing, like I was the queen of the world, but I was still sober. I could handle the drink very well. The story wasn't the same with Bri. We were dancing hard, the music was amazing and she started skimming herself in another guy. Poor Bri. It didn't take long for them to start kissing.

I decided to go away. Where the hell was Theodor? I went for another drink, this time a stronger one. Just as I was turning back, I saw something I wish I hadn't.

*Theodor*

Where is Amanda? God, I just want to be with her.

'It's ok, Charlotte. Don't think about that.' Charlotte was now crying compulsively because of her life and, of course, because of the drink. She was very down. Poor girl.

I hugged her and then kissed her cheek.

'Thanks, Theodor. You're my only friend...'

*Amanda*

I started crying like a baby. Theodor and Charlotte, I should've noticed before. How could he do this to me?

And in that moment it hits me. Silly, silly girl; he never really liked you. You were just another toy in his hands, although you didn't actually have the chance to date him. But still, he proved me that he was the jerk I had thought he was since the beginning.

And then, maybe because I was too drunk or perhaps due to the fact that my pseudo-boyfriend had just betrayed me, I decided to, once more, get into trouble. Yey, Amanda.

I spot Bri and that nasty boy she's playing with and I get closer, pushing everybody out of my way. And grabbing her wrist, I pull her out of his arms and drag her outside the crowd. She probably immediately noticed I was crying because my face was covered in melted mascara.