All of you?

Carolina

I toss and turn, trying to get comfortable as I drift out of my slumber. The light shines right in ny eyes from the window, violently urging me to give up on sleep and start the day. Despite how drunk I was the night before, I really don't feel that hung over. I cover my head with a pillow, desperately trying to take in anymore rest that's possible. Eventually I give up and decide to be awake. I don't know how I didn't realize sooner but I notice that I'm not where I thought I was. 1, I wasn't home, which I was almost positive I got an Uber home last night. And 2 I wasn't on the couch or in Colbys room like I usually am. I rub my eyes and see a half naked Sam passed out next to me. I gently slip out from under the covers, careful not to wake Sam up. I go to the bathroom and see that not only did I forget half the night but I forgot to take my makeup off. I washed my face, sure to get the smudged leftover mascara off and can't help but to realize I wasn't in my costume anymore. I was in just a big t-shirt. I'm not even sure who's it was. I walk downstairs to see if anyone is awake yet. With no luck I check the time, it was only about 7 and everyone was up just a few hours ago so i understand why everyone's still asleep. I go back upstairs and figure I could use a shower. I hopped in, know that I probably wouldn't have any nice shampoo or conditioner from a house full if men, and quickly clean off anyways. "2 in 1 just for men" I read the bottle and scoff. How can they all have such nice hair and use cheap shit like this, lucky motherfuckers. With no other option, I squeeze it into my hair and wash my hair with it. I get out of the shower and get a towel out of the bathroom closet. I go to put the t-shirt back on when I notice a few suspicious stains that seem to likely be drunken vomit. I toss the shirt into the laundry pile and walk back to Sam's room in just a towel. To my surprise, he was awake and just getting out of bed. "Oh sorry, I thought you were still sleeping. I just needed to borrow some clothes." I say turning to walk out. "wait no dont worry about it come back. I'll grab you something, sit down." He says frantically trying to wake up and get me clothes. I sit down on the edge of the bed as if I wasn't literally just sleeping in it half naked next to Sam. I hold my towel on tightly, sure not to let anything loose. Sam can see that I was visibly uncomfortable. "I can uh leave if you want me to, while you get dressed and all that" He said trying to make me feel better. I felt bad that he thought I didn't want him to see me. I just didn't want to bombard him with anything seeing that he was definitely hungover and literally just woke up. "Oh no it's okay, I just didn't wanna bother you with anything" I say, trying to explain my thought process. He tosses me his clothes. "Uh.. do you need underwear?" He asks awkwardly. I didn't even think about that. I had tossed mine in their laundry with the t-shirt after my shower. "Oh, yea, please. Sorry" I say embarrassingly. He throws a pair of his boxers to me. "Sorry this is the best I've got." I stand up to get changed as he flops back down onto the bed. I turn facing the wall and drop my towel. I felt his eyes rush upon me before he swiftly looked away, trying to be respectful. I slip on his boxers before throwing the t-shirt over my head. Ny hair soaked the top of the shirt and made it cling to me. I turned around and sat back on the bed next to Sam. "I think we are shooting another ghost hunting video later if you wanted to join. You know if you're not too hungover or anything" He said breaking the silence. "Surprisingly enough I don't really feel that terrible yet, knock on wood" I say, laying a few knocks on my head. "I'd love to join you guys, I have nothing better to do. Is it okay if I vlog some? I have to get ready for my upload this week." I ask politely. "Oh yeah ofcourse whatever you need to do y/n" Sam says generously. I scooch a little closer to him, resting my head on his shoulder. For some reason I just feel really, I don't know, not sad but... it's hard to explain. Like I just want to be held and loved for a while, I don't know. Maybe all the wild nights and drinks have gotten to me. "You're the best Sam" I say out of no where.His arm wraps around me and he places a gentle kiss on my forehead. He pulls me in closer, our legs intertwining as he holds me close. I look up at him and we make eye contact. The warm sun beams in from the window and falls upon us. In this moment I am really just feeling... at peace. After a bit Sam shifts over to grab some Tylenol from his night stand. "Headache?" I ask. "Yea... had a few.... maybe more than a few... too many last night" He explains. I really am lost about my feelings. How can I be so in love woth Sam, but also Jake, and ALSO Colby!? I knew Jake and Colby were open to it, but was Sam open to how I was feeling? What if he isn't, and then I ruin everything? I look at Sam with desperate eyes. He gently cups my face planting a kiss on my lips before getting up and grabbing my hand. He pulls me through the hall with him. First we go to Jake's room to see if he's up. He is, laying in bed scrolling through his phone, a monster in hand. "Hey Jake" I say peeping around from behind Sam and giving him a shy wave. He perks up, "Oh hi y/n" He smiles. "Come downstairs soon" Sam suggests to Jake and he nods, "Okay". We moved on, walking to Colbys room. First we knick gently seeing that the door is closed. With no response we carefully and quietly open the door. It appears that he is still asleep. I see my costume on the floor in his room and notice that he must've put his t-shirt on me last night. "What's your costume doing in here?" Sam asks innocently. Scared of what he might think I quickly reply "I don't know I must've gotten changed in here last night. To be honest I can't remember, I was almost positive I ubered home" We laugh before quieting ourselves back down so we don't wake Colby. "Oh maybe your confused, we all loaded up into Jakes car last night and went to taco bell at like 3am" Sam explains. "We were all drunk but Jake was the most sober so he decided he could drive... not our best idea but nothing bad happened. And I guess he was a good enough driver for you to think he was an Uber so" Sam continues. "Should we wake him?" Sam asks. "I don't know, what do you want everyone awake for anyways?" I question. "Well first off, this place we are ghost hunting is fucking forever away and I want them to drink some water since, let's be honest... Colby is gonna wake up drunk. I honestly can't believe you didn't wake up drunk. You didn't stop drinking till like 2. And 2, I want a game plan for the video because this place is supposedly really bad and I really think we all just need to prepare." After hearing his explanation, i tiptoe over to Colby in his bed. I whisper his name first and point Sam over to the window, encouraging him to abruptly open the shades. I stroke Colbys arm in hopes to wake him uo easy. Sam opens the blinds which does little to nothing to lift Colby from his deep sleep. I grab his arm, lightly shaking him. No response. "Dude he's out out" I say to Sam. "Uhm yea... I don't know shake him harder" He suggests. I listen and give him a harder nudge. Still to no avail. I push him hard enough that he rolls from his side to his back. We hear Jake head down stairs. "You wake Colby up, I'm gonna go talk to Jake about later and get some water in his system" Sam says before jetting out the door and down the stairs. I sigh and ponder how I can get Colby up. As irrational as it may sound, I decide I know exactly hoe to wake him... I straddle my legs over him, sitting on his lap and lean down closer to him. I run my fingers through his hair, squish his face around, and even pinch his nose. Finally I decide to start bouncing around to make the bed shake him awake. Still on his lap, I grate myself make the bed shimmy violently. All of the sudden I feel his hands shift to my hips and him twitch awake. Still half asleep he grips onto my hips to pull himself up right. "Sorry Sam wanted me to wake you and you just really would not wake up." I quickly stated. "Oh, shit, sorry. I'm awake" His speech slurred, just as Sam predicted, still drunk. "You're still drunk aren't you?" I laughed. "You're still.. uh.. on my lap" He looks down, lowering his hands to my ass. "Oh sorry yeah." I try to get up but he holds me down. I slap his hands away, getting up. "Come on, let's go downstairs. Got stiff to do today" He groans as I help pull him out of bed. He stumbles into me and I catch him. "How are you more drunk now than last night!?" I exclaim. "Oh trust me, I am not" He says in a serious tone. I hold his hands as I take him down the stairs, in fear that he's going to fall. "Hey Sam!" I call to him, "Can you get 2 advice and like fucking a gallon of water ready.. maybe some bread... and probably a bucket" I say, seeing how truly plastered Colby still is. "Pfft I don't need that stuff. Hand me my keys I'm ready to driveee" Colby says embarrassingly. As cringey as that was I still found it quite cute and charming. God what was wrong with me. I finally got Colby down the stairs and sat him at the kitchen counter. He flops down, almost falling out of the chair. "I see why you called for a bucket" Sam says placing the toast and water infront of Colby and the trashcan next to him. "I called for the cleaners to come while we are gone so, aim for the cane, and try to sober up. Long day ahead of us" Sam says to Colby, holding his face so he listens. I've never seen Colby this drunk before, he's almost helpess. I sort of feel bad, but I know he's having fun. "We need to leave in... shit... like 4 hours tops." Sam continues spewing words at us all. I stroke Colbys hair as he successfully gets down his dry toast and water. "Can you get him some coffee maybe?" I say, Colby seems to slowly be sobering up but not fast enough. I still need to go home and get ready but I can't just leave him like this. Don't get me wrong, Sam and Jake would take care of him perfectly fine but... not the way I would. We get up and bring him to the couch, he drinks the coffee and some more water. After an hour and a half he is visibly more conscious than he was before. Enough that I feel that I can leave to get ready. "Colb how are you feeling?" I ask while slipping on a pair of Sam's slides he's letting me borrow. "Well, massive headache, but, not drunk anymore so... there's that." I give him a cold cloth to put on his head. "Look I'm gonna call an Uber, get changed, pack my stuff, and then I'll be back. You should be fine by then. Just keep drinking water, eat something if you can, and if it's still not better you can take more meds in a few hours. Rest while you can and Ill help you get readu when i get back." I list off the things he should do. "Okay mom" Colby says. "More like mommy" Sam and Jake say in unison. They shoot each other looks before high firing at their 'great minds think alike' moment. I hop in the Uber and head back to my place. I change into my own clothes, do my hair and makeup, and pack furiously in order to make it back with enough time to help Colby. I get in the car and drive back to the trap house. T minus 2 hours till we have to leave. I still don't know where exactly we are going but Sam said it's far away so I tried to hurry it up on my way to his house. To my surprise, when I got back they were all already packed, dressed, and ready to go. They all sat on the couch talking and watching the TV. Colby looked like a brand new person, like he wasn't just drunk 3 hours ago. When I asked him again he said he felt fine and forgot even waking up that morning. Apparently he thought he slept on the couch all night. "Okay so wait, where are we even going?" I ask, still completely lost on anything besides the fact it's for a video and its far away. "Oh yea, Biltmore Estate in North Carolina" Sam replied. "No way, I went there when I was a kid. I got a weird vibe but I didn't know it was haunted!?" I said excitedly. "I loved it there acctually" I continued. "Well great because they are letting us stay the night, they don't really frame it as a haunted place like most of the other spots we go to, which I guess is what makes it so much creepier. The fact that they ignore it being haunted. But I have a few buddies who stayed there and they said it's the most haunted place they've ever been so we need to be really careful." Sam went on. I was sooooo excited for this trip but it was... really fucking far away. I guess I could vlog some of the car ride and stops, I vlogged a but while getting ready so maybe that put together could be enough for my video. "Who's car are we taking cause this is a really long ride. Like 30 hours long" I asked hoping there was a better option. "Well you know I thought about that... so... we are actually gonna drive about half way and stop in Oklahoma to go to the Constantine theater first" Sam elaborated on the videos we'd be doing there. He told me beforehand how long I needed to pack for but I had no idea the trip would be like this. "After our videos there we will drive the rest of the way. And we are gonna take my car because we figured it'd be the most comfortable for the 30+ hours we'd be in it just getting from here to there" Sam finally ended. "Soubds like you've got it all figured out" I said to Sam. We checked the time and it was just about time to leave. We packed up the car and decided to get an early start on everything since no one was still feeling super hungover. Sam assumed the drivers seat and I squeezed into the back with Colby. Jake sat in the passenger seat since we had a system of driver switches. It was gonna go Sam, then Jake, then me, then Colby. Just to be safe that Colby was fully sober. So when Jake was driving, I'd move up to the passenger seat and Sam and Colby would be in the back, and we would rotate. After the first 2 hours of the ride I got incredibly bored of being on my phone. I vlogged for a while but even got tired of that. Colby rested his head against the window and closed his eyes. I was smart and brought a blanket with me for maximum comfortability. I leaned into Colby, covering myself with the blanket and drifting off to sleep.