Mr.Griff's little misfortune

Chapter One

I had just taken a nap after my little chat with Jamal. Why was he suddenly inviting me to his secret meetings. There is a strong reason why the word secret was put there. Well I won't blame him, we're best buds. He probably thinks I'm lonely, and needs more friends, so he want to invite me to meet his. Well living the life of a lonely nerd is what I'd prefer, but the fact is, I kinda hated being alone. The thought of me living alone killed me, so  I managed to meet Jamal; a basketball loving giant with little no none know about him, well except for me of course, because who else would.

Messy summer blue hair, lucky green eyes with a rough touch of rosy pink lips and cheeks, soft plump dark skin and a smile that could kill a country. Gosh it sent every girl his direction, and about him. Unknown to them his has other interests, He's asexual. So all that showy love girls give him in the name of affection is a bother to him he hates it

I throw on a nice black hoodie and cargo pants, ready to dart out of my apartment. Suddenly I remember I don't have a car niether do I know where in going. I felt stupid at that moment. I stood at the porch of the apartment waiting for him to arrive after calling explaining the situation. He sounded like he was making fun of me over the phone but I didn't mind, that's his problem. I see him pull up in a white Camry and I enter the passenger side.

We exchanged our usual pleasantries and started the little trip. The car was silent, dead silent. I could hear every whirl of the wheel, every breathe around me and every moment the engine motioned, it was creepy.

He finally spoke up," Why the silent cat got your tongue! Hehe"

I felt a rush of relief immediately after his remark and chuckled " Nah just enjoying the car ride"

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We had gotten to the destination; a fancy hotel, with the name Cabot, written infront.

As we entered, I watched in aww as I saw different ladies and men drinking and partying like no tomorrow.

I looked at a guy vaping and drinking. "You wanna try huh~" Jamal smirked his hand reaching into his pocket. He brought out a silver mastercard and smacked it on the table and ordered two of the heaviest drinks in the club - Haven Rocks, was it?. I sweat dropped down my chin. The heaviest drinks!?
I sighed and sat down figeting with my hoodie string. I didn't belong there.

It had been an hour since Jamal ordered the drinks... He seemed excited...but why, it's just drinks. I stared at the drink blankly before he nudged me to take a sip.

"Come it's just a drink! " He said sipping his and sighing in satisfaction." Don't be a wimp, or are you?" He said with a smirk. I felt embarrassed. Then a pissed off feeling overwhelmed me as I took the drink and gulped it down..... I regretted that deeply, but I don't know I suddenly felt good; like I was a king or even more- a feeling or euphoria. What have I done!

After downing that glass I asked for another, then another, then another, to the point I was so drunk that I could tell my left from my right. In that state I danced like a mad man and jumped all around like a banshee on steroids!

When Jamal finally caught me I was passed out on his shoulder balling my eyes out. I felt him patting my back as I cried bullets.

"You wanna go see my other friends~" he chuckled

"Yeah~"I replied drunkenly

And those where the last words I uttered before I passed out and last thing I saw too was Jamal's flamboyant smirk- looking at me