The Group

Pat- What Happened Last Night?

Damn it, what the hell is that?

A small tired groan left my lips. Why the hell is everything so bloody loud?

I rubbed my eyes and slowly opened them.

Okay, Step 1: Check your surroundings. Hmm.naked? Check. Drunk as hell? Check. Partner in bed? Chec- What the...?

A guy? Oh, please. No. Just, NO! I cannot sleep with a guy, how hammered was I exactly? What the hell even went down last night. Sighing, I tried to see the guys face. Pulling the covers down the guys face, so I could finally see him, a breath of relief left my lips. Rafael. Thanks to everything good and pure. After being re-assured I relaxed back into the bed. As I waited for the sleep to come-over, I suddenly realized that the silence I was supposedly enjoying wasn't actually that silent at all.

I gathered up the courage to get out of this insanely comfortable bed and move downstairs. As I moved down the stairs without paying too much attention to my surrounding I realized that the voice was coming from the IPod. Oddly enough it seemed like a familiar one. Humph, who's is it?

I walked towards the kitchen to be welcomed by a very enthusiastic Derrick.

"Good Morning, Sunshine!" he all but shouted. And for me, well I grunted in response.

"Aww, is the little baby feeling okay?" He continued.

"What is wrong with you, dude?" I questioned to which he gave a dazzling smile.

"I'm feeling the love, Patsy boy. Can't you feel it?" he questioned with the same too bright to be true smile.

"No." I deadpanned.

"Well, Of course not. Because you didn't receive a phone call at freaking 2 a.m. asking you pick as well as save your sorry friends asses from a freaking fight. Also, you did not have an interview the next morning. Now did you?" He questioned with his eyes narrowed into tiny little slits. He looked comical if I am honest, but, well.... shit. We're screwed.

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"Uh, I guess no?" I replied with an apologetic grin. He huffed in response. Very well, then. "What happened last night, anyway? And what's with the interview thing?

"I don't know, man. All I know is that you had a pretty nasty bruise on your jaw and Raf couldn't even stand, properly." He replied turning towards the cabinets in his kitchen. Yeah, he lives alone. Well, not alone with his sister, but she's mostly away. Air Stewardess, she is.

Anyway, bruise on the jaw, that would explain the numbness, though the headache is over-powering it. Damn we outdid ourselves last night.

"Oh, hey. I know who would know what happened." I said. He turned towards me and raised a questioning eyebrow, as if urging me to continue. "Well last night at the party." I was cut off by the doorbell. We both turned our heads towards the door and back to each other, back at the door and back again. "YOU GO!" I shouted, he grunted. With a satisfied smile I leaned back at the island chair.

Soon, enough Derrick entered the door with Maya trailing behind with a box of...cookies?

"Morning." I called out. She smiles a cheerful smile. Damn it, how can people be happy in the morning.

"Morning, Pat. Whatcha' doin here?" Maya asked, "And what happened to your jaw? Were you in a fight again? How many times do I have to tell you? What is wrong with you? Do you have some sense or not?" and on she went. She's like that Maya, talks too much. But, she's like a little sister to me. Always has been. Growing up as neighbours we always stuck together. Went to the same schools. Had picnics together. Our families are close. Always had been, high school friends, apparently.

I had to deal with all her nonsense. Not complaining it was quite funny actually. But with Derrick in the picture I can rest and focus on other girls. I wonder how he deals with her? Anyway, they always had something about them, from the moment they met. So, when they actually became public with their relationship, none of us were surprised. It was bound to happen anyway.

My thoughts were disrupted as Raf came into view, nodding at everyone. He went straight to the cabinets to get bowl and cereal. How he knows that? I don't know. He's weird like that. He came to sit next to me and silently ate his breakfast...what even...?

We all stared at him wordlessly. 1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. 5.. 6.. 7.. 8.. 9.. 10.. 11.. 12..

"Okay, what?" He asked, irritated. "Can't a guy enjoy his breakfast?"

"Yes, he can. Once he tells what happened last night?" asked Derrick. Raf sighed.

Raf looked at me. I looked back, not understanding a thing. He sighed and faced the couple.

"Okay, some guy was trying to get into Nala's pants, this doofus turned into jealous ape and attacked him. I had to save his sorry ass. His friends came, they came at us, were ready to fight. Some guys stopped the fight, because it was one against three- "I interrupted.

"Woah, one against three?" I asked, "You were too hammered to even stand." Came his reply, "Anyway, we went to my car. On our way, we ran out of gas. He called you, we came. End of story."

"What about Nala?" I asked Maya.

"I think Ena came to pick her up." Said Raf. Everyone nodded.

Well, at least Nala's safe.

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Thank you for reading chapter hope. Hope you liked it. It will get better.

Love,A.