Ruined

• Chapter- 12 •

After we got dressed again, we walked out of the room to find panicked Cole, Chase and Celest standing there. Celest wrapped her arms around Laura and pulled her in the biggest hug while Chase, Cole and Shawn looked at me in not so pleasant 'if you hurt her, you're dead' way. Laura reassured them it's fine and I insisted on going back home but of course her phone rang and if was Scott. I just keep close to her to hear what they're talking about.

"Could you take me and some of my friends home? Please, we are all kind of drunk and can't drive... Alright. Okay, okay. Could you do it now?... Thanks! Yeah, see you. Bye. "

She hangs up on him and I swallow the lump in my throat.

"I'm not driving in the same car as that dude. ", I huff.

"Oh come on. ", Laura half laughs. I frown at her.

"I'm serious. ", I say. Her smile drops and she frowns and looks away. I bite the inside of my cheek. "Fine, okay. I will. Just stop looking like that and don't expect me to sit on the front seat next to him. "

Laura turns to look at me with a small goofy smile plastered on her lips. Her eyes sparkle at me and I try to fight the grin but miserably fail as the corners of my mouth lift up. I groan.

"Stop making me smile. I'm trying to be grumpy. ", I say, still smiling. My lips press in a thin line.

She leans toward me and wraps her arms around my waist. The feels make me tremble and I find myself hugging her back.

"Thank you, Ross. ", she murmurs against my shirt and my eyes wander around the room. When I feel the heat creeping up to my cheeks, I nuzzle my face in her hair so nobody could see it.

"It's fine. ", I say.

"Here. ", Chase says. "Let's take a shot for Ross and Laura. "

Laura and I pull away from each other to see Chase giving everyone cups of.. something from the tray he's holding.

"What is this? ", I ask as I take a look at the drink in my hand.

"Cherry vodka. ", he says. "Three, two, one.. "

We all gulp down our drinks and I gag at the end, feeling weird and dizzy. My stomach turns and I drop the cup and begin rushing away with Laura shouting my name repeatedly.

"Shit. ", I curse and run into the nearest bathroom.

Momentarily collapsing onto my knees, I crawl up to the toilet and throw up. I was right. I haven't eaten anything today so now I'm puking liquid. My stomach hurts and I press my palm against it as I watch myself release the disgusting content of it. I hate it when I throw up. Puke I see makes me sick even more.

"Ross! ", Laura stumbles into the bathroom and walks up to me. She pushes my hair from my forehead and holds it up. Her arm wraps around my neck from behind.

My shaky hand grips hers and Laura kisses my shoulder, whispering soothing things into my ear.

"It's okay. Just relax. "

I nod as I feel the overwhelming emptiness in my body. That kind of emptiness turns into ache. I gag once again but nothing comes out. Laura keeps holding my messy hair away from my face as I try to reach the normal breathing pace. Breaths leave and enter my lungs one after another and I close my eyes, leaning back against her.

"I need to eat. ", I whisper.

"I would buy you something but I'm out of money. ", Laura squeezes my shoulder and nuzzles her cheek against mine.

"I'm hungry. ", I quietly speak.

"Come on. ", she gently tugs at my hair. "Let's go to my place and I'll give you something to eat. "