Chapter 55

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"I really don't want to take another shot. It'll make me sick," she says, while turning to give puppy dog eyes to Bawdy. Who does this bitch think that she is looking at him like that.

"Uhh," Bawdy starts to say. "I don't think so."

"Come on. It's just a game," Mariah says.

My brain isn't working well enough to speak a response. Sure, it's a game, but that's just weird. Maybe she's too stupid to pick up on context clues that he's mine.

Johnny speaks up. "Mariah, don't be like that."

"Like what?" She asks, clearly aware of what she's doing. She must want to use this as an opportunity to make Johnny jealous or upset or just evoke some sort of response. And it seems to already be working.

"You aren't going to make me lose, are you?" She asks while looking at Bawdy. Mariah quickly adds, "What about just on the cheek?"

Bawdy looks at me. Both of our eyes are glazed over. "That's fine, sure," I mumble. I'll live if he has someone kiss his cheek.

"Alright, then," Bawdy says while turning towards her.

"You have to at least close your eyes. Don't make me nervous," Mariah giggles.

Bawdy rolls his eyes and then closes them. Mariah sits herself up, looking at him with an evil smile. Although, that might just be her personality. She doesn't seem like the nicest person.

She leans over, and kisses Bawdy on the cheek. I hope she enjoyed doing that, because it's the closest she'll ever get to him.

While pulling her head back, she quickly moves her head so that her lips hit Bawdy's. My body paralyzes from anger.

What the actual fuck is she doing.

My eyes lock in on their lips touching just inches away from me. There's no way that this is happening. I have to be unconscious and having a nightmare.

After what seems like way too long, Bawdy pulls back and puts his hand on her arm as a way to push her back. He just shakes his head and picks up his drink while mumbling under his breath.

My mouth falls open in disbelief, but I can't bring myself to say anything from the pure shock that I just experienced.

"That wasn't fucking necessary," Johnny yells. He stands up and storms out of the room. Mariah stands up, looking quiet satisfied with herself and follows after him. I want to wipe that smile off of her face.

I want to scream, but the alcohol is messing with my emotions. I can feel tears forming, threatening to start falling down my cheeks. There's no way I'm crying in front of everyone.

I stand up quickly, and all eyes are on me. Well, everyone besides Theresa and Morgan who seem too out of it to even know what is going on. They're still excited to continue playing the game. I quickly walk out of the room, trying to make it to a bathroom before I beak down.

I swear if I run into Mariah in the hallway, I'll punch her.

Iris and Kennedy follow closely behind me. "Hey, are you alright?" Kennedy asks as I find the bathroom door, which is luckily unlocked.

"Yes," I start to say. "No. I don't know. I just need a minute."

"Do you want us to come in with you?" Iris asks.

I sigh. "Just give me a few minutes alone, okay?"

I love my friends, but I just need to be alone right now. I walk into the bathroom and rub my eyes while looking in the mirror. I don't care that I'm ruining my makeup at this point. I feel disgusting. I'm not sure if it's the alcohol making me want to throw up or that horrible excuse of a girl.

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