True watched as Cyrus danced on the table.
She was drunk as a skunk and she was behaving loosely.
True felt embarrassed as everyone watched Cyrus move her body from side to side.
"Whoo!" She said.
True smoked a blunt as she watched her. She was trying to calm herself, but the more she watched Cyrus move the more anger she felt herself getting.
They had only been at the party for 45 minutes and already Cyrus was loaded.
True finished her blunt and walked over to Cyrus. She pulled her down off of the table and on to the floor by her arm.
True pulled Cyrus out of the room and into the hallway. She pushed her against the wall.
"What the hell True?!" Cyrus exclaimed.
"The fuck is wrong with you, huh? Do you think that shit is okay? You told me that you were gonna behave and you're in there-"
Cyrus pushed her back and True slapped her.
Cyrus held her face and gave her True an angry look.
"I'm sick of you True."
"Cyrus I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"Stay the fuck away from me." Cyrus walked away from her and she left True standing in the hallway by herself.
True held her head in her hands.
"Fuck."
She let her temper get the best of her and she put her hands on someone she cared for.
She stood there biting her nails as she pondered what to do. After about 20 minutes she decided to go after her.
She walked down the hallways in search of her.
"Cy? Cy, I'm sorry. Where are you?" She said as she walked down the hallway.
She got to the bathroom and knocked on the door.
"Is anybody in here?"
Nobody replied so she opened it and...
"Cyrus?" Her voice broke as she saw Cyrus on her knees in front of another man.
That Hawk, guy.
Cyrus was in the midst of taking off his belt. She stood up and ran her hands down her dress.
"True I-"
True walked away from her and went towards the upstairs area.
