When The War Is Over #wattys2016

Chapter 20

Andrea's POV

I felt horrible. I had thrown up three times already and my head felt like it was about to explode. My brain was aching and my body was weak. My stomach was killing me and I felt so dizzy and nauseous.

"Oh," I groaned after coming out of the bathroom for the third time. I was in my room with Brent. He just sat on the bed and shook his head at me every time I came out of the bathroom. Wow Brent, way to make a girl feel better.

"You shouldn't have drank so much alcohol. You finished four bottles of whiskey, two glasses of Martini and half a bottle of tequila," he reminded me.

"Gee, thanks captain obvious. Would you like a glass of honesty and annoyance juice? It would suit you," I said sarcastically.

"Hey, don't get mad at me. I tried to stop you multiple times. Besides, I'm not the one who was wasted like a fool," he defended and I got mad. I jumped in top of him and he fell backwards on the bed.

"How do you like me now?" I asked. But before he could reply, I felt the taste of alcohol coming up my throat and I ran to the bathroom for the fourth time. When I came out again, I was weak and I just fell to the ground.

"Oh," I groaned again.

"Alright, come on," Brent said, picking me up from the floor and placing me on my bed.

"I need more painkillers," I said. My voice came out hoarse and my throat was dry.

"No, you've already had four. Are you trying to kill yourself? Here, take some water," he said passing me a glass of water which he had already refilled like six times and put near my bed.

"Thanks," I said.

"Um, Andrea, when you were drunk you said something that got to me. Well, you said a lot of things."

"Oh no, what did I say!"

"First, you talked about the six flags thing. You know, right after you kissed me."

"I did what!"

"Yeah. You were all like Mase and I were in this same position last week and then you kissed me. Then you told me that you didn't want us to be together. In a drunk way, you said that you needed time to figure out your feelings for Mason and I and it would be better if I wasn't always in the way," he sighed.

"Oh my God, I  am so sorry. I- I can't believe I actually said that. Its just so-"

"You were right," he said interrupting me.

"You need some space from me. I make it harder for you to choose because I kind of indirectly urge you to pick me sometimes. I get it. And I promise that I will respect your decision," he said.

"Wow, it looks like drunk me can help out after all. Thank you for doing this Brent. Its really humble of you. I have to say, it-"

"But of course you're gonna have to stay away from Mason too," he said, interrupting me for the second time now.

"I can't do that," I said honestly.

"Why? Do you suddenly like Mason more now? What does he have that I don't? What can he give you that I can't? How can he-"

"That's not why, you idiot," I said rolling my eyes, which made my head hurt more.

"Then what is it?"

"It's just that, Mason and I have been  planning to go to Philadelphia together so that we could help Laurel and Kay find their son," I said really fast. I was just waiting for his angry reaction.