COMA; Karl Jacobs

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Time skip to Santa Monica trip

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Karl and I decided to bring Chandler with us, I had some left over vacation money so we surprised Chandler and had him tag along.

Jimmy wasn't too upset, he wanted us to have fun

"We should go clubbing tonight" Chandler mentioned as we all settled back into our airbnb after a day at the beach

"FUN!" I half-yelled

I've been taking shots of tequila through a water bottle all day. Vacation means party, I've been drunk since we landed in California.

"I'm down but only if Kylie agrees to nap" Karl said, laughing alongside my dancing body. I couldn't stop dancing!

"Nooo i'm not tired" I stopped dancing, replying to Karl with puppy dog eyes
"But i'll compromise and agree to eat a lot of carbs" I smiled

Jimmy and Katie have been watching Maple since we left. Karl facetimes Jimmy everyday so I can see Maple, I miss her a lot.

"Fine" Karl giggled, walking into the kitchen to dig up any leftover sandwich helpings we had left.

"Say swear" Chandler said

"Swear? why am I swearing chanman" I giggled, plopping onto Karl and I's bed

"Swear to me you're not gonna blackout?" Chandler said. He held a worried look, knowing I had been drinking a lot since we got here.

Occasionally they would join me, but most of the time it was just me

"Oh chan i'm okay!" i giggled, trying to lighten the mood.

"No seriously Kylie is something going on? Do i need to be more worried than I already am?" Chandler sat down next to me on the bed

"No" I said, changing my gaze to the beach front view in the window.

Nothing serious was going on, but I had been feeling a lot of pain and headaches recently. Drinking helped that. I knew that was a problem, but I told myself I would stick out until the end of our trip. We're only here for a month and I didn't want to waste anytime in a hospital bed.

"Okay, but please tell me or Karl if there is. Karl is more worried than you think" Chandler remarked before walking out to find Karl.

I sat there in the bed staring blankly at the view. Why am I drinking so much? Why do I feel so much pain to the point I drown myself in tequila?

I stopped my wonders as Karl walked in with a plate filled with a sandwich and chips, and a gatorade in his other hand.

"Eat please" Karl smiled, walking over to me and setting the food down on my nightstand.

"Chandler went to get ready in his room." Karl said, sitting next to me on the bed "Where's that tequila bottle?" Karl laughed, etching for a taste

"One down one to go" I laughed, joking about earlier in the day when I had wanted them to join me. Karl laughed before taking a swig of the water bottle that held tequila and a slight pinch of fruit punch.