Married or Not, You Don't Own Me

Chapter 12: The Necklace

I'm staring at the necklace as I let it hang in the air, holding it. It shined when it catches the light. Every time it turned around, I felt like it was beginning to turn in slow motion.

Flash, an image ran through my mind and then another. I grasped onto the necklace tight and stopped it from turning around. I suddenly felt so emotional and I felt like crying. My eyes were getting watery and my body felt warm but my chest felt like it was pounding out of control.

"Don't ever lose it." My mother's voice played through my mind. It almost felt like I could actually hear her right next to me.

I was sitting on the stairs because sleep wasn't coming for me tonight. I just didn't feel like it. I was thankful that the house was quiet and that Ames want home. Its nearly five in the morning and he's still not back. Typical Ames, I just don't know how his parents were able to deal with his ass.

The next thing I did was looking for any alcohol in the house. There was a cupboard filled with all sorts of drinks. I grabbed whatever looked good, not paying any attention to the labels. No need for a glass, its better drinking it straight out of the bottle. My throat burned as I took the first sip. Then I fully gulped a large amount of it.

The front door opened and close. I could see Ames shadowy figure walking towards me. To my surprise, he wasn't drunk for starters.

"You've gotta stop waiting up for me." I was not in the mood for an argument. So I didn't go to my usual fight mode. The alcohol was beginning to take over.

"They say that if you wait for someone, they will eventually come." I don't know why I said that but I did. Ames was looking at me confused. I was lost in my own thoughts and memories.

"What?"

"Its stupid right?" I looked at him and did the same. I wasn't glaring at him or anything. I just really looked at him and smiled weakly. "You can't wait for someone that'll never come."

Maybe it was because of the dark or maybe it was just me being emotional. No maybe I was drunk. But Ames looked hurt and almost sorry for me.

Ames P.O.V

I came home and I find Mia drunk on the stairs. I don't know what she was referring to but it was like watching someone drowning their sorrows. Like literally.

"You can't wait for someone that'll never come." She smiled and laughed a little. But it was the hurt kind. The kind that held a deeper meaning to it, but you just don't know.

"Are you drunk?" I asked looking at her in disbelief.

She was going for another sip when I snatched the bottle away from her.

"You should stop." She was irritating me. She can't even hold her liquor and she's drinking.

She sniggered at herself. Then she began laughing a little. And to be honest, she was starting to freak me out. Its like she really lost it.

"I know. I know." She chanted.

What is wrong with this girl? I knelt down in front of her. She was inches away from me. And she rested her chin onto her hand. I found myself staring at her and taking in every inch of her face. Her eyes seemed sleepy but she was looking straight into my eyes. There was only silence. It was like we were in a stare off, except she was lazily looking at me and plus she was drunk.

Out of no where, she moved closer. She was directly in my face that I had to move my head back a bit. Then she was smiling like an idiot.