My Little Penguin

Chapter Thirty- Five

She dropped to the floor, hitting her head hard. There was a loud cracking sound when she did. I rushed to see if she got hurt.
"Emiiily I doooon't feeeel gooo..."
She began to say but I cut her off. I some what knew how to tell if someone had a concussion. So I used my limited knowledge to attempt to see if she had one. The hard part was, half of the symptoms of a concussion can be explained from the drinking. Dizziness, nausea, headache, confusion, ext.
"Okay what's your name?" I ask. She reached up and touched her head.
"Oweee that hurts." She said sitting up, by then there was a crowd of people two of which the girls I saw being all touchy feely with Catt earlier.
"Back up!" I yell at the girls. They weren't that close I just wanted an excuse to yell at them.
"Come on answer the question. What is your name?" I repeat.
"MY NAME IS CATT. NOW STOP owe owe owe!" She creamed. Clenching both hands to tje sides of her face and proceeded to asume to the fetal position.
"Hey, hey calm down." I say placing a hand on the side if her head. She relaxed a bit.
"A couple more questions Catt, okay a couple more. Where are you?" I ask.
"At a bar." She explains trying to get up.
"No, just stay here for now. Where specifically." I say.
"I don't remember the question. Can't I just leave, I want to go home." She said attempting to stand up again.
"Catt just sit down please." I plead.
"Those lights hurt my eyes can we go outside. Emily I want to go outside." Okay she at least remembers my name.
"Okay, come on." I say finally giving in. I slowly get her up off the floor and she fumbles on her feet for a hot minute the regains her balance. I can check off dizziness. We get out side and I carefully guide her to my car which is parked in the middle of the three rows of parking spaces right outside the bar doors. I sit her down on the hood and I stand over her. But not by much.
"Are you okay." I ask trying to remove her hands which at this point were glued to her face
"No, I'm not okay!" She sreams into her hands which made it sound muffled.
"Tell me what happened." I ask sitting down next to her on the hood of my car.
"I just want to go home. Can you take me home please?" She asks putting down her hands and resting her head on my shoulder. Even when she's drunk she still manages to make me jealous I'm not with her.
"Not till you tell me what's wrong." I say refusing to let her cuteness get in the way of my original objective to find out why she was at the bar getting drunk in the first place. And what lie was told to Becca to make her gate Catt so much.
"Why do you care?" She asked lifting her head up and staring at me with those light brown eyes that make me melt.
"Why wouldn't I?" I asked giving a shrug.
"You want to know what happened. Do you really want to know?" She asked getting off the car and I could tell she was getting worked up.
"Yes I really do." I assured her.
"Okay," Here we go.
"Becaa hates me because she thought I was cheating on her with Jesse and that's plain crazy because I'm gay. I'm so gay Ellen wishes she was me. I'm as gay at they come. I told her it wasn't true but she didn't believe me. I went home and she called me at three crying saying that she hates me and she should have known better. Apparently Jesse told her we had a thing before Becca and I even got together. I rushed over there to explain the whole thing and when I got there it looked as if a tornado went loose in her house. When I finally found her she was covered in cuts and blood was dripping off her arm. I couldn't stand the sight. She's so beautiful and sweet and her hair smells so good and I don't want to remember her like that. I don't want to wake up tomorrow and see "R.I.P Rebecca Green" all over face book. I'm scared to death what she might do. Now I feel a hundred times worse because I wanted to kiss you," She wanted to kiss. She actually wanted to kiss me.
", I hate myself and this is the only place I could think of to go." She finally finished.
"Oh my god, I had no idea. I'm so sorry, is there anything I can do anything literally just ask." She paused for a second and stared at me almost as if she was just realizing what I was wearing. She slowly walks back to the car. I hadn't realized how far she was. She wraps her arms around my neck and puts all her body weight on me and the car.
"Can you take me home?" She asked breathing down my neck. I didn't want to let her go but she backed up. Her face looked drowsy and worn down but yet still beautiful.
"Why don't we drive around for a bit and let you sober up before I take you back, I can even stop and get some water and some snacks." I suggest.
"Sure, I guess we could do that."

Okay don't hate me I know I forgot to uplaod last week. Its been really hard adjusting to the high school life and just life in general. Plus Watt pad never notified me that Kitty uploaded and there wasn't really any clarification that she did. Not blaming her just stating a fact. I will take all of blame there is in this world for the wrongful doing that is, forgetting to upload. Anywhozzies, I love you guys thanks for sticking with us through this painfully rude stage of the story. Until next time bi.

-Shorti