Chapter doce

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I feel a hot breath on my neck and open my eyes. They need some time to adjust to the sunlight and my brain needs to remember where I am exactly. Once that happened I feel like throwing up. Literally, what possessed me to come in here last night and make out with Hades. For the second time that night. I yawn quietly and turn my body to my left, feeling Hades' arm around my stomach. I gently place his arm on the mattress next to him and get the covers off me.

I blush when I look down on my half naked body. We really didn't miss a beat yesterday, did we? I stand up and look for my dress. Where did he toss it? I look at the corner and frown in surprise. How was he able to throw it that far? The fudge? I quickly put it on and fix my hair. I look at the mirror on the wall and curse under my breath. Good thing I only wore little make up last night, because I wouldn't be able to even look at me in the mirror without screaming if I didn't.

I look back at the bed, appreciating the fact that he's a heavy sleeper, ever since I knew him. He looks so adorable and fragile right at this moment, although I was right. His muscles and abs are something I could wake up to every day. I sigh and get out of the room. When I close the door again a disgusting smell surrounds me. It's like a mixture of vomit and alcohol. I can't wait to get out of here after finding Zada, Brooklyn and Stella. I quickly send them a group message.

Where are you guys?

They reply almost instantly:

I went home with this guy yesterday. I'm home since noon. Where you at? - Stella

I went home earlier last night. Didn't feel really well. - Zada

I'm in the basement. Come help me get away from those stinking guys. -Brooklyn

I nod and make my way downstairs. The basement really is filled with stinking boys. There is only a few girls laying on the sofas and bean bags. Most guys are most likely involuntarily laying on the ground, though.

"Brooklyn?" I whisper, earning a few grunts and roll my eyes. I see her standing up in the back of the room and almost laugh out loud. Her dress is full of stains and her hair sticks out in every direction. She rolls her eyes and I look down at her feet, where a bunch of football jocks are laying on the ground. What time is it by the way? I look at my wrist watch and almost yell. Mom is going to kill me. I told her I'd be back before noon and it's already 2 p.m. Guess that was my last party this year.

"Help me." I hear Brooklyn whisper and shrug at her with a 'what the heck am I supposed to do' look. She gives me a shrug of her own and I watch in amusement when she tries to make up a plan that takes a lot of time. After the first five minutes I place my hands on my hips and tap my foot impatiently. She shows me her index finger, telling me she doesn't need much longer, but that's what she said five minutes ago. Literally five freaking minutes.

Suddenly I hear the basement door open and my eyes widen. Oh shit, we got busted. I exchange a look with Brooklyn, before looking back at the basement's staircase. The moment a fully clothed Hades slowly walks down the stairs, I am able to breath out and look back at Brooklyn. Her eyes are fixed on Hades and I roll my eyes. Seriously now? She averts her gaze towards my neck and I frown. What the heck is she doing?

I snap my fingers in order to make her look at me and when she does, she smirks. Did I miss something? I look back at Hades, to see him looking for something on the ground. What is he doing? I turn to Brooklyn.

"Come on, I need to get home." I whisper-yell and she nods, lifting up her fudging finger again and I huff and count in my head. How often is she going to think about this plan and then re-thinking it again, huh? She's clumsy, she'll wake all of them up anyways.

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