Tears made of Sun (Emblem3)

Chapter 8 - Drunken Words

We were all still, looking at each other, trying to configure what was going on, when I broke the ice.

"Wesley, I need you to take me home". I used my most serious tone and  narrowed my eyes.

He looked taken aback, this was the first time I had said his name and before this neither of us had mentioned anything about his identity. I made sure to pronounce his name loudly, making him understand his little incognito game was over, but my voice was drowned out by the end of the sentence. What if he wasn't playing a game? What if it just happened so that we never mentioned his name and he didn't remember? Maybe I had started off a little too harsh. I mean, I wasn't about to start blaming this boy for everything in order to  bandage my own insecurities. He was just someone who happened to walk in at a wrong time and I would have to show him that, but I'm pretty sure after this morning it will all just be remembered as a mistake.

Turning to the lady which probably was his mom, I thanked her for the breakfast, and then briefly smiled at the other two boys. I started heading for the door when I remembered I wasn't wearing any shoes and I still hadn't found my shirt, so I ran up the stairs to get it. I heard footsteps following me and as I walked in the room, Wes arrived behind me and closed the door. I couldn't contain my anger any longer.

"Okay, what the hell happened last night and how did I get here?". I yelled impatiently.

He was dead serious and seemed understanding of my concerns, "Look I'm really sorry, I know what this might look like but-".

"YES! IT DOES LOOK LIKE IT!" I snapped back.

He paused for a moment, seemed angry. "I know what this might looked like," he repeated, "but you just had a bad night and I didn't remember where your house was. You completely lost it after the first couple of drinks and I didn't know what to do, so I brought you here..".

"WHAT HAPPENED HERE?" I couldn't control myself. I was dying to figure out if anything went down last night. I will hate myself forever if I fell for him so easily. "Wes, you took advantage of the situation! Whatever, just take me home and let's forget we ever met!".

I regretted the words as soon as they came out of my mouth. Nodding, he opened the door, grabbed my shoes from the hallway and threw them on the floor in front of me and then ducked under the bed and grabbed my shirt.

"Change and let's go" he said coldly, avoiding looking in my eyes. I knew I had said something wrong.

I walked out of the room dressed like last night and heard his voice from downstairs. Music was playing from a room next door so I peeked through and found the older boy, which if my memory is not mistaken was Drew. He noticed me and shut his laptop.

"Hey", he smiled encouragingly, "you sure look better now" he laughed.

"Yeah I guess I had a little too much last night. And umm.. I don't really remember anything. Sorry if I caused any trouble".

He laughed ironically at my words, " Oh don't apologize to me! You should have heard what you were telling Wes in the car!". 

I frowned and gave a puzzled smile, "Yeah? What was I telling him?".

"Psh,  go ask him. But if I was you I wouldn't yell at him". He winked sarcastically.

I realized I must have yelled a little too loud and too much last night, and I knew that I had said some serious shit. What if I had just lost the one person that finally began to show some interest in my after all this time? My mind started racing to all the possibilities of last night. I had never been drunk before, if that's what I was... so I had no idea what I could have possibly said.

Drew noticed the question in my face and continued, "You should go apologize and... ask him. Last time I saw him treat a girl that way was... screw that! I've never seen him treat a girl that way.". My jaw dropped open. I managed to thank him and closed the door on my way out. My knees could not remain stable and I had to stand in the hallway to catch my breath. What had I said last night and why did Wes put up with it?

Running down the stairs two by two, I almost stumbled over Sampson and managed a loud "SHIT". Wes and his mom both rushed over and I smiled apologetically, gesturing Wes to come closer. He grabbed the car keys and walked out the door and I ran behind him. When we got in the car, I held his hand and stopped him from starting the engine.

"I know I messed up. I'm really sorry, this has just been so.. not.. what I'm used to.. I don't know.. I'm really sorry."

He glanced quickly into my eyes, "Look forget it, let me just take you home."

I opened the car door and put my foot out to make sure he wouldn't start the car. "Tell me what happened last night".

Exhaling and annoyed he put on his sunglasses and looked out the window. "Dude forget it, it was nothing". Growing impatient I pressed with my hand on the honk of the car, making Drew look out the window. Wes and Drew were both staring at me like I was a psycho. I signaled him to come down and Wes sat back with aggravation. I waited a minute without saying anything until Drew came out of the house and hopped in the back seat of the car.

"What's going on guys?" he was smiling widely which was pretty encouraging, but of course he was probably making fun of the whole situation. I turned around as seriously as possible and explained that Wes wouldn't tell me a thing. Drew listened patiently without making a move, then looked at his friend and then back at me.

Letting out a sigh he struggled to smile and spoke to me calmly, "You're looking for trouble aren't you? Look I dunno, all I heard is that you swore at Wes for uhh.. not letting you die or something?", and quickly opening the door he left the car and went back into the house.

Wes shook my hand off the wheel of the car and looked out of the window again.  I remained sitting there, even more confused that before because Wes still wouldn't mutter a word, and what Drew had said made absolutely no sense to me at the time. They were both denying to answer me directly and I couldn't help but get more and more pissed and push myself violently back on the seat.

"Happy?" Wes grunted.

"No! Because I still don't get it!" I paused and he turned his eyes and fixated them right on mine and I knew I was finally close to breaking him open and finally finding out. "Look I'm sorry okay? I'm sorry I yelled at you and I'm sorry for last night...whatever it was that I said...", just from those two sentences I was out of breath, "I just need to know what happened Wes! I need to know what I said if you want this... um ... thing with us is going to keep up. Look it's no big deal so why don't you just tell me?"

I knew that if he had put up with my bullshit last night he must care, even a tiny bit and telling him that whatever we had would continue might trigger his senses. Sure enough, it did, and I'm not sure I was glad about that after all.

Sighing heavily and narrowing his eyes with regret he opened his mouth with hesitation and began.

 "You were uhh...telling me about your... uh... life-ending plans."

And suddenly, my world crumbled to pieces.

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