unexpected - b.w.s

46. Bad choices

Pretty much everything was back to normal now. I was eating again and even without throwing up afterwards. It only happened once last week, but otherwise not. I was hanging out with Andrew, Kara and Katy more often now, and we were still going to the poetry cafe at thursdays.

Everything was back to normal, except Bradley wasn't there anymore. But this time felt different from the others. I didn't miss him the way I did. He wasn't on my mind constantly, and I finally felt like I was getting over him. Not that we were a couple or anything, but our friendship wasn't ordinary -
If you even could call that a friendship.

"Are you gonna watch it or are you just gonna stare out of that window for ages, Maggie?" Kara asked followed by a little chuckle.

I snap my eyes back to the tv screen, trying to focus on the series we all were watching.

"Yeah sorry." I muttered. The others just kept on watching it, while I just stared blankly into the screen, not paying attention to what they were saying.

My mind have been so off lately - and by lately I mean since I talked to Bradley. I wasn't exactly mad at him, I was just disapointed and surprised. I don't wanna talk to him anymore though. I'm tired of forgiving him anyway, and this time is probably not gonna end up like that, but still.

"Seriously, is something wrong Maggie?" Katy asked.

I shaked my head. "No... No, not at all.."

"Is it still because of him?" I knew exactly who she was talking about right away, and she - probably all of them - knew aswell, so I wasn't going to lie and say it wasn't. Instead I just stayed silent.

"Look, how about we go out tonight, get your mind off of him, maybe trying to find someone else?" Katy suggested, which made me chuckle.

"What do you mean by tonight, it's almost night." I tried to reflect the question.

"Then what about now?"

To be honest, that was the last thing I wanted to do, but it turned out to be a lot harder to say no to, since Kara next up was shouting 'shots shots shots' and Andrew was up for it too.

As we arrived, it turned out to be this tight little club, with loud music and low lightning. The people who were in there, was all squeezed together dancing up each other, some sitting in bar chairs.

I wish I just stayed home. I asked my mom if I could go, obviously expecting a no, but she said it would be a good idea, only if I didn't drink much and took care of myself. Of course. All she wanted now, was for me to not be alone. Which I guess is alright, but I didn't expect this.

After a few shot - which I didn't like at all - I already felt dizzy. I hadn't really been doing anything else than sitting by the bar. A guy came talking to me, but otherwise I had been talking to Katy. For once I was really happy. Like usual happy. I didn't think about Bradley the whole night.

Andrew and Kara were out somewhere on the floor dancing, but me and Katy was still at the bar.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." I almost shouted over the music. I needed a break from all of this, it wasn't usual for me. I walked out to the bathroom, but the music was still filling my ears up comepletely, and I could still feel the bass beating in my heart, all the way down to my feet.

I hate that I always have to agree to this. Not that I didn't wanna be with them, I would be fine if we still were watching that series even though it wasn't that good.

My head was pumping, when I walked slowly towards the sink, figuring I needed something to drink, something that wasn't alcohol. As I lowered my head down to the sink, my head felt heavy, almost as if someone was pulling it down. I felt like I couldn't breath, and before everything goes black, the last thing I heard was Katy saying my name.

(Katy)

I saw Maggie laying down on the floor, looking lifeless. I ran down to her, turning her around.

"Maggie?" I shaked her body. "Maggie wake up!" I started to panick. She looked comepletely pale, with purple lips. I raised her up, still trying to wake her. Tears were forming at the corner of my eye. It was my fault, all my fault. I shouldn't have suggested it.

Her phone fell out of her little bag, as I did. I couldn't do this alone, I needed to call someone. Someone who knew Maggie. I picked it up looking through her contacts while I dragged her out of the club, with some people staring. She didn't have many contacts. I figured it wasn't a good ide to call her mom, and I couldn't call Kara or Andrew. The only one left was Brad.

I called him, walking further down the road with Maggie but stopped. He didn't answer. I layed her down as my tears was falling, heart beating up in my throat. I tried to call him again, he needed to pick up.

"Hello?" I heard a male voice say through the phone.

I sighed, relieved, but I was still nervous and almost shaking "P-Please come and help."

"Who are you?" He said sternly, already recognising it wasn't Maggie's voice.

"I'm Maggie's friend, I.." I stopped when I realised I didn't know how to explain myself. I was too freaked out.

"What?"

"I beg you please come, I've seen how much she needs you and how much you need her." I managed to get out without stopping or stuttering.

"I don't fucking need-"

I took a deep breath before interupting him. "Brad please I don't know what's wrong with her she's really sick or something."

There was a couple of seconds of silence.

"Fuck, where are you?"