unexpected - b.w.s

24. Vodka

Unexpected - Chapter 24

"So.." Brad said as he lay down in my couch. I let him stay this morning. "Today we are going to get you in a better mood."

"Mmh?" I hummed in a asking manner. I was just tired, but Bradley insisted on staying.

"So, have you ever taken drugs before?"  He stared. Obviously he had, but I didn't think he had it. It didn't surprised me, since I've heard those bad things about him.

"Is that really your idea of getting in a better mood?" I raised my eyebrows.

A grin creeped upon his lips. "What? Cocaine is not only euphoric, also pleasurable, in the minute you take it."

I shaked my head, with as well as him a grin. He was such a caring guy, as well as a troubled one. He drank alcohol a lot, he slept with different girls often, he did take drugs, even though I didn't know how often, or if he only did it once.

"I know another way of you getting pleasure," I looked at him again. "Sex." He said, as if I didn't know what he meant. His eyes were dark, as his grin fades away, only a little unclear smirk.

"Are you mad? I'm not gonna take drugs, or have sex with you!" I said.

He licked his lips. "Fine, you don't need to take drugs, I'll go easy on you. Alcohol, but it have to be the strong kind." He looked somehow satisfied with himself, like he just found a god way to get me in a better mood.

"Do you have any?" I shaked my head.

"Fuck, okay, I'll get some. Don't move until I'm back."

-

Bradley walked in with a bottle of vodka in his hand. He handed it to me, while taking off his jacket, throwing it on the couch. I took it, with no idea of what I should do with it.

"Go on," He nodded, but soon realising I didn't do anything. He screewed off the cap, giving it to me again.

"Love, you need to loosen up a bit." He said it like it was a problem, and the only medicine to it was vodka.

"Uh, I don't really-"

"Just take a sip for god's sake." He rolled his eyes.

So I did, tasting the awfull burning taste, and met his eyes again.
He looked yet again satified.

"You need to take at least half of that bottle, if this is gonna work."

-

"I don't think you're that bad as people say you are." I slurred. I could feel my head spinning a bit, but I tried to ignore it.

He raised his eyebrows, drinking some more. We didn't even mix it with something else, it was just straight vodka. I had never been drunk before, and I don't think he knew. He said we needed strong stuff.

I took the bottle out of his hand taking a sip. I didn't need it, I didn't really want it, but I drank anyway.

"I think you are sweet" I giggle stupidly, poking his nose.

"And I think you are a bit too drunk. You've had enough of this." He takes the bottle from my hand, making sure I didn't drink anymore.

He put it on the table. I sat down in the couch, suddenly not feeling great. I felt sick. My head was spinning, a dizzy feeling.

"Hey, are you feeling alright?" Brad walked over to me, and bend down in front of me, so he was the same height as me.

"You look really pale." He looked at me, took his hand up to my cheek and brushing it lightly.

"I-I think I'm gonna throw up." I said, afraid something else than words is gone come out my mouth already.

"Fuck." Bradley muttered under his breath. He quickly got up, and the next thing I see, is him coming in with a big bowl in his hand.

I took it, and felt it coming up and the next thing I knew, I was vomiting down in the bowl.

I could feel Bradley holding back my hair as I did. Tears were already forming in my eyes, as more came.

I felt a warm hand on my back, which made me feel better acctually. He rubbed it soothingly.

When I finally was done, I fell down back in the couch. Brad took the bowl, and came back with a new one -probably just in case.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, and sat down beside me. He padded on his lap, signaling me to lay down on it.
So I did.

"Not great." I answered. Sometimes you felt better after throwing up, but it was like I was feeling the same as right before.

He started playing with hair, as I closed my eyes. He chuckled a bit.

"Mmwhat?" I mumbled.

"You are such a lightweight." I could imagine the grin on his face. I didn't answer since I couldn't deny it.

"It's fun to see you, wasted as fuck." He said, and then let out a chuckle.

"Shh," I couldn't help but to crack a little smile.