Where do we go?

6

Audens p.o.v.

"Why are you so out of it right now?" Chris asked guiding me as he lifted me onto the bathroom sink.

"I'm sorry" i said quietly

he looked concerned but just shook his head and rummaged around for a first aid kit. 

"There has to be one somewhere" he said opening the cupboard under the sink.

"Aha" he exclaimed, I could tell he was still a little drunk because of his excitement over the small box.

"So tell me" he said pouring the peroxide onto my arm.

"Tell you what?" i asked biting my lip and wincing 

"Who it is?"

i looked at him with confused eyes 

"Who did it?"

"Elaborate"

"Oh my god" he screwed the cap on the bottle and set it down

"Who shot you Auden" he said seriously. 

"Oh" i looked down.

"if you dont want to tell me thats fine, but i mean ill tell you something too"

i couldnt help but wonder

i sighed ready to explain that night i revisited too often. 

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"Auden, this isnt a good idea" my sister stressed sitting in the drivers seat

"Do you want the fucking vodka or not"

"yeah i do"

"Well im faster, and not to be rude but you're bad at stealing shit"

she nodded and i got out of the car and entered the store, making my way slowly around the perimeter and toward the place then plucking a bottle of grey goose from the shelf and walking around a few more times

"Miss, can i help you?" the cashier noticed me holding the bottle before i could put it in my bag.  

"are you 21?"

i felt my face heat up

i started to shake my head 

"She's my girlfriend, sorry i was in the bathroom" a tall man, wearing a black jacket slipped his arm around me and the other into his pocket to pull out his ID

she shook her head but led us to the counter where he kept is hand around me and paid for the vodka.  

"Hey thank you" i smiled at him and he smiled back. 

"hey so i dont mean to be a downer, but youre gonna have to pay me for this" he laughed and handed me the bottle

"Well i was intending on stealing it.."i reminded him " so i dont really have the money right now" 

"you could just drink it with me" he smiled

" it is mine right" he reminded 

i smiled and walked toward his car with him 

i got in and texted my sister to tell her to wait for me

three hours of him practically shoving shots down my throat later, i was pretty wasted.  

"Im gonna go back now" i said standing up and falling right back down. 

"you should stay" he smiled helping me back to the couch.

its funny how someone can be so dangerous and you wont know it.  he seemed so attractive and considerate. and i was so drunk that he convinced me he was doing me a favor when he locked the door and went into the other room

i fell asleep somehow on that couch and woke up a few hours later to a conversation i apparently wasn't suppose to hear, because when i stood up and quietly unlocked the door, then ran as fast as i could down the driveway, i heard "oh fuck shes gone" then two sets of foot steps following shortly behind.  i must have turned the corner pretty fast because i slipped on the wet pavement, my forearm landing the opposite way of my other.  i felt instantaneous pain and screamed, i tried to get up but  couldnt move my legs

"little bitches like you cant keep your mouths shut" 

i heard the gunshot and felt the pressure in my chest burst.

i felt dizzy and leaned my head back on the cold pavement 

" i liked that one too" i heard him say.