Chapter 11# Not my whispers

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-Why are you mad at me? - I asked Elodie.

-I- I'm not...

-Yes, you are.

-I'm just nervous, okay?!

-Why?

-Y- You f*cking kissed Hugo and fainted! What do you mean "why"?! I'm worried!

-Ew!, what the f*ck did just happen?

-Am... Wha- EW? Why did you even do it?

-I- I don't remember!

-Elodie, are you okay?

-I... - She said covering her face.

I looked at Elodie, tears were falling off my eyes, I didn't know what to do. Why was she even mad?

-It's not the fact you kissed him, It's just the fact you don't remember it, YOU HIT YOUR HEAD IN THE GROUND!

Elodie fell silent, her expression filled with concern. I could see she was trying to process what I had just said and the gravity of the situation. Her anger seemed to fade, replaced by a deep worry for my well-being. Despite everything, the concern in her eyes gave me a small comfort amid the emotional chaos.

She hugged me, and noticed I was bleeding.

-Oh, gosh, you're bleeding! - She said looking at her now bloody hand, scared.

It wasn't much, but Max and her took me to the bathroom while I tried to stay up calm and down.

-Are you feeling good? - Elodie asked.

-I'm dizzy, my vision is moving around like crazy, and I might pass out, but yeah, I'm-

I almost fell again.

Max lives near the party place, so she took us to her house. Max's parents are on a work-trip together, mine aren't coming home in a week, and Elodie's... Are too happy to not let her sleep at Max's house.

It was weird, I was trying to walk, but they said we needed to go fast, and I started getting nervous because I couldn't even walk, let off running!

-YOUR HOUSE AIN'T WALKING!!

I'M NOT GOING TO A PARTY NEVER AGAIN IN MY LIFE

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I'M NOT GOING TO A PARTY NEVER AGAIN IN MY LIFE.

The girls kept me awake and put something in my head so I wouldn't bleed anymore. They also cleaned It for me, because I could barely speak and I was feeling weak.

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