Catastrophe and the Cure

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

It started off by drinking fruity drinks. Girly drinks, colorful drinks, ugly puke looking drinks, and drinks we didn't even know what the hell we added to them.  The point was that we drank soo much, we were out of control. At some point we decided to make "Slush-Drunks", which were like slushies, but with 80%liquor, 10%juice and 10%candy syrup. We were seriously drunk, drunker than drunk.

"You know you can always count on me..", I point at Helena and then point at myself.

"Aww, I forget how to count sometimes but you can count on me too, although I might not be able to count with you, ok?", her face is sad but her right corner of her lip is wanting to smile.

"I hate math. Why did greek's make math? I mean, its not like we need to count with letters!", I protest for no reason.

"Letters...they are soo weird. Why does each letter have a meaning?", She's being dramatic by motioning her arms apart and back.

"I don't know but what I do know is that I wish I lived in a world where you can mate with yourself.  Where you didn't need a second person to be inlove with.  I want to be free, not having to care about who I love and who loves me.  I just want to be happy, and wish there was a catterpillar that created your baby with your egg and gave it back to you in 24hours, all while the catterpillar had made it inside a nest.  Wouldn't that be cool?  We wouldn't have to worry about getting stretch marks and hospital bills. Specially of any emotional anything." I feel I had just entered a world out of here and was brought back to the real world.  I look at Helena and she's passed out.  I chugg my drink though there's not much of it left, I take Helena's drink away and place it on my tile hand-made coffee table.

When I was little, I remember going to a family friend's home. They were alot richer than us, they had a big house, with black tile that shone soo bright you can see your reflection so perfectly.  Every room had something uniquely made but in one specific room there was a candle sitting on a table made out of paper.  It was very unique, you can easily notice it was sturdy, someway, somehow.  Ever since then I've wanted to make something unique and kinda weird, all yet beautiful and that is how I came up with the idea of my coffee table.  Made out of concrete, broken glass, different broken tile and colorful beads.

I grabbed Helena's arm and placed it behind my head while I carried her whole body onto my bed.  She wasn't heavy much, she was just sloppy due to all the liquor.

"Lora!", I hear my Mum's voice call me.

I quickly hide all my liquor back on its original hidden spot, grab my hair on a ponytail, and head out to see my family.  I make my way to the living room and my Mum looks at me suspiciously.

"Hi Mum, what's up?", I hope she doesn't smell the liquor breath I shoot out.

"What are you doing?", her look hasn't changed but she begins to pull her hair into a ponytail as well as I did.

"Nothing, Helena came over, we were watching t.v. but she fell asleep.  I guess she was tired?", I try not to make too much eye contact so she won't notice anything wrong.

"Mmm-hmm.. Well ok.  We brought you some food for the week but it's late so just get ready for bed and I'll put the groceries away.  I need to go shopping tomorrow but I'm taking the girls so don't worry about taking Michelle to school ok?", she makes a silly face and gives me a kiss on my forehead.

"Ok, sounds good.", I kinda freak out as she kisses my forehead afraid she'll smell the liquor.

"You smell fruity or something", her look is confused.

"Oh yeah, fruit punch and soda.", oh shit, I just lied and I'm sure she caught it.

"Soda?  But  you hate soda soo much.", she looks more confused.

I freak out a bit and I blurt out: "Oh duh, but you know I like Dr. Pepper, plus Helena was making weird combinations and kept making me try it, you know how she is.", I look at her smiling, in hopes she doesn't notice how freaked out I am.

"Oh...ok.  Yeah, that Helena! Ok, well out to bed now. Love you..", she smiles and walks to her room.

Woo! Got out of that one!

My sisters are asleep in their room so I make my way to my restroom to brush my teeth and wash my face before I head to bed.  I stand in front of the mirror and notice how awful I look.  I'm drunk for sure and I just got away with it. I go to my room, put some Explosions in the sky music, set the sleep timer on and hid under my covers.  As I lay there all I think about is Anthony. I feel Helena's presense next to me but I ignore it.  All I can think about is Anthony's hair, light brown, waves shine all around his pale white face.  His eyes are soo intense and sad.  Very much depressing and loving. His body though skinny can hover my own. His lips, oh my gosh his lips, I desire them more than anything I've ever dreamt of...

"Your hand in mine", I say quietly.  I begin to imagine myself with him in a field of tullips.  Just tullips all around us, while we lay on a pale white blanket.  I can hear the song, its 'your hand in mine' by Explosions in the sky and as I turn around, my eyes lock with Anthony's.  He hold my chin and kisses me gently and I feel the utter butterflies I've always heard of but never felt.

"Lora!! Wake. Up.!! You're gonna be late.", my Mum's voice sounds like an earthquake in my head.

I wake up and shake Helena but she doesn't move not even a bit.  "Helena! Wake up! I'm gonna shower, you take the guest bathroom!".  She gets up and slowly begins to get her stuff ready.  I rushly shower, get dressed, and put on make up.  Helena is still not ready as I hurry outside to start my car.  I hadn't brushed my hair in the hurry but atleast I was wearing a shirt..  "Omg Lora, I'm soo tired. Lets go.", she's smiling and yawning all while I'm looking at her in disbelief.

"Helena, have you noticed you're not wearing a shirt?", I'm laughing but her face hasn't changed.

"Yeah, I know! Duh! But I'm wearing a bra, I'm gonna put my shirt on the way, don't worry. I don't have shoes either, it's ok.", she doens't look worried at all.

"Oh my gosh Helena, put that thing on before we stop to get coffee!", I laugh and demand her to wear her shirt. Our morning is already funny and I hope it stays this way, it's better than feeling a major hang over.