Your life in 1995

Chapter 6

Courtney's POV:

The party inside was not at all special, the same kinds of parties I've always been to. Loud music booming, drunk  people everywhere, grinding, kissing, making out, and some people probably having sex on the upper floor. 

My plan here was to get as drunk as humanly possible, that is always my plan at events like this. Kimberly and I held hands trying to move swiftly through the crowd of people without getting lost. It was nice holding her hand. She let go as soon as we got to the kitchen where the drinks were being held at. Seeing many stacks of alcohol all together I decided to go with the one closest to me and pour us shots of that one. 

"Here" I give Kimberly her shot, and she gives me a soft smile of gratitude in return. We both lift up our shots, not once breaking eye contact with one another, and down the drink. Seeing Kimberly tilt her head back to take the shot left me with lingering feelings I didn't want to process. Not today not ever. So I quickly refill out shots and we each take several rounds. 

By now I'm so decently fucked up. My head feels like it's floating. I feel myself swaying from side to side. I look at Kimberly, she has her drunk smile on, I bet she feels lighter too. The same strange feelings I have when looking at her resurface but the drunk me doesn't try to repress them. I feel, that when I'm drunk that is the truest version of myself.

It's just Kimberly and me in our own little bubble, taking shots, getting more fucked up with each one. Just the two of us. Until stupid Jimmy or whoever comes in and starts a conversation with my Kimberly.

"Heyyy, Ryan" Kimberly slurs her words as she speaks. This Ryan is clearly in a better state than the two of us combined. "Kimberly, I'm so glad you could make it! I feels like we haven't been able to really see each other these past few days." Kimberly nods her head trying to take in whatever he just said. "Yupp, I've just been hanging out with this one" She points her thumb at me, giving me another one of her knee-weakening smiles saved just for me. Ryan at this time finally notices my presence. 

"So you wouldn't mind if I took this girl to dance, right Courtney?" Of course, I would mind.

"You guys can do whatever you want" Ryan then turns back to Kimberly grabbing  her fucking hand, motioning her to the dance floor. As she leaves her eyes find mine, maybe disappointed in the decision I made.  

I grabbed more shots for myself. 

Now here I was after rejecting every guy that asked me for a dance and ultimately scaring them away, I sat on a couch with a view of the dance floor. I watched couples dance, in love or at least some form of lust. I also saw Kimberly and Peter, close together on the dance floor. I hated the view. Grinding over each other hips so close, not to mention Peter's hand on her waist made my heartbreak. 

I could go on and on thinking freely finally since I'm drunk. Maybe in a different world, I could dance with Kimberly. Maybe in a different world, she wouldn't have to go upstairs later with Bob and instead go up there with me? I pinched the bridge of my nose at that, I was way too drunk right now. Peter now starts to lean in towards Kimberly, somehow, someway her eyes find mine in a split second. Her eyes from here seem to have no emotion in them as she looks away to kiss that stupid boy. 

I saw red and fled the scene. As fast as my drunk ass could take me. Not before taking a beer with me of course. I make my way to some bathroom, to try and calm myself down. Why do I always act like a baby when I'm drunk? Kimberly has had boyfriends before, sober you isn't bothered by this, then why are you? I try to put water in my face and sober up to wash away these feelings... Drunk Me is so weird.

Not a minute after I dry my face I hear the door of the bathroom open and quickly close. I guess I forgot to lock it. Oh, and Kimberly's here. "Are you okay?" Kimberly puts a hand up to my cheek to make sure. I'm actually starting to feel better, but I'm still pissed at what you did.

"I'm fine" 

"You stormed out when you saw me kissing Ryan!"

"I don't care about who you kiss Kimberly, I'm fine"

Kimberly starts to look annoyed but I can't help but look down at her lips.  Kimberly notices this and sighs. 

"I don't want to kiss Ryan or anyone of those stupid boys" Kimberly whispers, her voice coming in husky, now all of a sudden I feel more awake. I look back up in her eyes and I see nothing but pain in them.

"I want you, Courtney, but all you ever do is push this feelings away" Kimberly's eyes start to form tears, and I lower my head in shame. This isn't the first time I've done this, it was also all my fault for making Kimberly so sad. We have kissed before, drunk at parties, I remember New Years having Kimberly's soft lips on mine, with the next day denying that it ever happened. 

Pretending to myself and Kimberly that it never happened.

Our first kiss, was in 8th grade when we both made the excuse of wanting to learn how to kiss better... saying that I kissed her with my whole heart. With every fiber of my being, all of my feelings poured into that one kiss. The only person I've ever kissed like that. But a sober me would deny that it ever took place. Drunk me was more open to the thought.

"It hurts Courtney! It hurts having to pretend everything is okay,.. that its-its fine, and just getting to have whatever little of you I can get when your drunk" Kimberly starts to sob and I feel my own tears running down my face. I embrace her in a tight hug our faces just inches away from each other. Both of us leaning in for a kiss. 

Kimberly pulls back for a second.

"Just promise me something, promise you won't forget when your sober, I won't let you forget this time."

"I promise Kimberly, now can you shut up and kiss me"

With that we smash our lips together, my whole body missing the feeling, yearning for the woman I'm currently kissing. Like an addict who relapsed. She swiftly places my hands on my hips pushing me against the wall. I let the smallest whimper come out of my mouth. Kimberly sighed deeply into another heated kiss. My whole body's on fire, I missed this so fucking much. I can feel my knees getting weaker as I feel her tongue against my lips asking for permission to get in. I allow it and we let our tongues fight for dominance but I let her win easily. I instead start sucking on her tongue earning a small groan from the girl. Again this pull from a part south of my stomach comes alive at the very beginning of this kiss, is pulsing and in desperate need for attention. 

Kimberly the world's best mind reader hears my thoughts and puts a knee in between my legs making me moan rather loudly. 

"Shh... be quiet Courtney" She doesn't really mean it though, quite the opposite actually.

Kimberly detaches her mouth from mine and goes straight for my neck, probably hearing the sounds I make, made her hungry for more.

She isn't gentle with it either, she bites and sucks my neck leaving mark after mark, while I am left with nothing to do other than just take it and grind my center on her knee. Her teeth on my neck are the death of me, leaving me hysterically moaning. 

"Fuck!" I say when her hands reach my ass,  squeezing them tightly. I'm so wet that her knee is easy to grind onto, coated with my slick. I was only wearing underwear. Grinding on her with wet underwear seems to make Kimberly crazy, as she moans at the feeling of her leg getting wet. 

Sadly she lets go of her grip on me, taking a lot of effort in doing so. My pussy still painfully throbbing aching for more. I begin to question her when she leans in and whispers into my ear...

"I want to fuck you when your sober, so you wont forget" 

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Chapter 6!! 

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