The Calling

Kennedy

After what happened with Dante Iran to go find Zoe but when I saw her having fun and dancing with some people I decided to leave her be and not bother her with my problems.

I found a bench outside the house and I took a bottle of some sort of alcohol from the kitchen and was left alone with my thoughts. Was this my fault? Was I just some prude idiot? Maybe I should have slept with him and he wouldn't be so mad at me. It feels bad like I ruined another night. Why can't he just like me for me?

After thirty minutes of self-loathing, I drunkenly had a thought in my head. Maybe I should just go back up there and wake him up and have sex with him. It would make him happy and maybe it would get him to like me more.

I stood up quickly, my knees just about giving out probably from this bottle that I finished. I'm not a big drinker so I don't really know my limits yet.

I started making my way through the crowd again to see if I could see Zoe anywhere. My best friend I love my Zoe. Yep I am definitely too drunk but whatever. I couldn't see her anywhere so I went straight to Dante's room.

I am going to have sex for the first time tonight. That was all that was flooding through my head as I walked up the stairs. But when I reached Dante's door, his three buddies were outside whispering and laughing.

"Wha-What's going on?" I looked up at them and they all stared at me with shock before cracking up among each other. They started walking away before Chase looked down at me and whispered in my ear, "I wouldn't go in there if I were you."

They were gone before my head could process what he was saying. What is he talking about? When I opened Dante's' door I tripped a bit but caught my balance. My head felt like it was spinning and when it finally stopped I was confused.

Zoe was getting out of Dante's bed.

Dante was coming out of the bathroom.

Dante was naked with a towel hiding his parts.

Zoe was getting out of Dante's bed.

My best friend Zoe was getting out of my naked boyfriend's bed.

Zoe was half naked as she was trying to cover her boobs.

What the fuck.

What the fuck was I seeing.

I'm drunk. It's not real.

No it is real and now Zoe is in front of me saying words but I can't hear them.

"What the fuck is going on?" I looked back at Zoe, her lipstick smudged as she tried to tie her top back on.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry Kennedy I didn't mean to," She looked back at me frantically.

"What the fuck do you mean you didn't mean to. You fucked my boyfriend, is that what your saying?" My head, my head is spinning, it feels like I'm throwing up but inside my head.

"I'm sorry Kennedy please-" I cut her off before she could finish. "Zoey what the fuck?"

I looked back over to Dante who put shorts on, but instead of guilt on his face he had a smirk on.

Iran out of there, well trying to run my legs felt weak. I heard footsteps behind me and when I got to the crowd I turned around thinking it was Zoe but it wasn't.

"What did you expect Kennedy? You think I was just gonna wait around forever?" Dante was now standing in front of me, looking even more sweatier than he was before.

"That-that's my best friend Dante how could you do that?" My words were coming out before I could stop them, my mind still confused and my voice breaking.