Infinity

Chapter Four: Leave Everything Behind

"Oh my gosh..." Jake muttered as he woke up. He was on a couch, under a blanket. His head was spinning with pain, and his stomach made him feel nauseous. His memory was fuzzy about what happened the previous night.

He realized that he was at Luke's house when his eyes adjusted and he looked around. He also saw Luke and Tommy asleep on two different couches. They woke up not long after Jake had and noticed he was awake.

"Tommy, Luke... what happened last night?" Jake asked with exhaustion in his voice.

"You were insanely drunk," Tommy laughed. "Dude, everyone got you doing crazy stuff on video. You're all over Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr, Pinterest, Snapchat-."

"To sum it up, someone sneaked beer in the punch, and you were drinking it like crazy," Luke summed up. "You crashed here after getting drunk and making a fool out of yourself." Tommy snickered, thinking about the previous night.

"Dude, I feel sick," Jake groaned.

"You were puking all night," Luke added. "You don't remember?" Jake shook his head. "Oh, well Tommy and I will drive you home. Come on, get up."

"No, my legs feel like jelly," Jake whined with a childish voice.

"Are you still drunk?" Tommy questioned.

"No, I'm just lazy," Jake laughed. Tommy picked up Jake, by grabbing his hands, and dragged him to Luke's car. With Luke driving, Tommy in shotgun, and Jake sprawled out on the back seats, they drove to Jake's apartment. Jake then was forced to drag himself up to his apartment.

Jake was extremely tired and hurt from the hangover he was having. He just wanted to sleep the entire day and, hopefully, sleep away his hangover. After taking aspirin to try and ease his pounding migraine, he fell onto his couch and passed out.

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"Is he awake yet?" Jake heard as his eyes opened a tiny bit. A blurry image of a person, who seemed to be looking straight at him, failed to adjust as he tiredly tried opening his eyes more. The voice of the first person was a voice Jake couldn't recognize.

"No, not yet," a second voice answered. That voice came from the blurry person staring at him, and he also had an unrecognized voice. "Oh, now he is!" Jake's eyes shot awake and he sat up in a flash, which was a huge mistake since his head was still hurting. He looked around the room to find two people staring at him.

The guy with the second voice was standing in front of him, watching him. The guy with the first voice was sitting at Jake's table, eating a bagel and drinking coffee. Jake immediately recognized the bagel and coffee. That bagel and coffee used to sit in his kitchen. Now, they were being inhaled by the anonymous person.

"Are you Jake Charleston?" the second guy standing in front of him asked. Jake nodded confusingly. "Man, are we glad to see you!"

"Do I know you two?" Jake questioned. "Who are you? Why have you been staring at me? Why is that guy eating my bagel and drinking my coffee?!" The first guy sipped the coffee.

"This is some really good coffee," the first guy sighed. Jake was extremely mad. He didn't know either of the two guys, and they just decided to break into his house, watch him sleep, and eat his food! Jake stood up, but immediately sat back down after still feeling dizzy from being hung over.

"Get out of my house now!" Jake screamed. "I don't know who you guys are, and I wake up to find you staring at me while I'm asleep! And you're eating my food! Why are you eating my food man?!"

"Look, calm down," the first guy sighed as he stood up and walked over to where Jake and the second guy were. "You don't know us, but we know you. My name is Chris."