Chapter 8: Halloween part 2

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Henry's POV:
We all split up. Charlotte was dancing with some of her friends. Jasper was talking about buckets with some other guys. That left me with Zoey and her friends. We sat in a circle on the couch upstairs in the second living room. Zoey sat next to me. I've had three beers, a shot, and two white claws by this point. I began to finish my third white claw. I admired Zoey. It must be nice to be so care-free. My staring was then interrupted.

"Henry. Henry!" Zoey alerted me. "We're playing never have I ever. Wanna join?"

"Sure, why not." I answered.

"Okay, never have I ever snuck out?" Tyler asked.

"Never have I ever gotten drunk." Lily asked.

"Never have I ever stolen a car." Kyle asked.

"Never have I ever had a hookup?" Zoey asked. I didn't put my finger down. She looked at me and smiled. "Is that so?" she giggled.

"Never have." I smiled.

"Wanna change that?" She laughed and grabbed my hand. My instincts took over me. I was drunk and didn't care at this point.

"Yes." I smiled. She grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. She closed her bedroom door and we got on her bed. I felt my stomach turn. I got up and ran to her bathroom. I began to throw up.

"Henry, are you okay?" She shrieked. I was throwing up too much to respond. She came and sat next to me. Zoey rubbed circles on my back, attempting to comfort me. Nothing could fix the amount of embarrassment I felt.

Zoey's POV:
I was really worried about Henry. He didn't drink that much, but he is a pretty skinny dude. I drank a lot, we all did, but Henry is wasted. I texted Charlotte to let her know what's happening.

Zoey: Hey Char, Henry is throwing up everywhere. He's really drunk.

I waited for Charlotte's response. The smell of vomit, and me already being drunk was making me nauseous. "Henry, I'll be back. I'm gonna get you some water. Just stay here, don't leave." I whispered. I got up and walked out of the bathroom. I closed the bathroom door halfway and left my room, closing the door fully. I walked downstairs and went into the kitchen where I saw Jasper. "Hey Jasper, have you seen Charlotte?" I yelled over the loud music.

"I don't know, she's somewhere. Why? Do you need her?" He answered. I decided to tell him.

"Well, I texted Charlotte this already. But, Henry is wasted and throwing up a lot. I'm not really sure what to do, so I'm getting him some water." I explained.

"Let me know if you need help with him." Jasper smiled. I smiled back and grabbed a water bottle for Henry. I began to walk back upstairs. I made my way back to my room. When I went into the bathroom I saw Henry with vomit all over his shirt and his back leaning against the bathtub,
with his eyes closed.

"Henry. Wake up!" I shouted. I was so scared he blacked out. He opened his eyes. "Henry, you need to take off your shirt. I have something you can change into." I got up and went through my closet. I found my ex boyfriend's hoodie and figured it would fit. "Henry, arms up."

"No." He groaned.

"Henry. Please you're covered in vomit."

"No Zoey." He slurred.

"Henry this is gross, take off your shirt. I have another one you can change into."

"I'm not taking off my shirt." He tried to get up and lost his balance. He began to fall but I caught him.

"Henry, please just work with me." He gave up and sat down. I lifted his arms up and took off his shirt. I threw his shirt in my sink. I looked down and saw some cuts on his wrists. I quickly grabbed the hoodie and slipped it onto him. What did I just see? I opened the cabinet under the sink and grabbed a washcloth. I wet the washcloth and sat down next to Henry. I began to clean his mouth. After that I washed his face,
cleaning off the skeleton face paint. After cleaning him up, I picked up his water bottle. "Henry, you need to drink some water." He nodded and began to drink. My phone buzzed and I picked it up. I looked at the time. 1:37 am. Damn it's late. I also saw that Charlotte finally answered.

Charlotte: Oh shit. Do you need some help? I can come to your room?

Zoey: It's okay. I think he needs to spend the night here. He can't even walk and is barely staying awake.

Charlotte: Okay. It's good that fall break starts tomorrow. He'll just sleep it off.

Zoey: I'm gonna put him to bed.

Charlotte: Okay Zo. Cyaaa

I put my phone down and looked at Henry. He drank half of his water. He had his eyes closed so I decided it was time for him to sleep. I put my fingers on his neck to feel for a pulse. After I made sure that he was still alive. I tried to pick him up. Henry was surprisingly light. I carried him to my bed and took his shoes off of him. I have a queen size bed so it was plenty of room. I grabbed a blanket nearby and laid it over him. "Goodnight Henry." I pat his back.

He slept peacefully as I began to clean up the mess the night made. I picked up his shirt and took it to the laundry room. I threw it in the washing machine, added detergent, and started the cycle. What did I see on Henry's arm earlier? Should I tell someone?

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