Scars Left By Memories - Book II

Drunk Truths

Three days later

Halle and I sat on the bar stools as the men started leaving the house one by one. Francisco smiles at me before leaving the house.

We weren't dating, just good friends at the moment. Halle thought we were dating because we got along after that night. Tom and Jo were the last to leave.

Halle got off of the bar stool as they embraced each other. She whispered something into his ear. He smiles, they gave each other a small peck.

Tom pulls Jo away as the door shuts. It was at night when they had left, which usually it would be morning when they would leave.

"Time to drink vodka." Sofia announces planting the long bottle on the counter. Halle sat forward. Valeria and Jazz made their way down the stairs.

"We ready to have a party!" Jazz says.

"I think I'm going to pass up on this drinking offer." I reply. Halle grabs both of my shoulders.

"Come on Sage, Francisco stole your fun away this is your time to have so fun." Halle says.

"Fine, I guess one shot." I reply grabbing the already filled up, shot glass.

I drink the whole cup of vodka. It had a bitter taste to it. I put the glass back on the granite counter.

"Another one please." I say.

Everyone cheered, including Valeria who rarely talked to me. I tried to talk to her when she was helping me organize my bedroom.

After about two hours had pass. I got onto my phone, pulling up my Instagram. I decided why not go live. Even though I was not seeing clearly or being normal.

Halle raised her head from the counter. She smiles at me with her perfect smile. She sat up and noticed that I went live on my phone. Many people had joined the live. I couldn't read some of the usernames.

"What do you think of Francisco?" Halle ask. I thought for a moment. Many things I wanted to say, but I blurted out everything that had come to mind.

Francisco

We weren't close to Illinois since it was many hours away. Tom and Jo were currently playing with the gun wrapper that they had gotten an hour ago.

"Mine looks like an egg." Tom says showing Jo as if they were little kids.

"Sage, just went live on Instagram. Francisco you should check out what is it." Jo brings up. I pulled out the iPhone from my back pocket.

I opened it up. Clicking into my Instagram. My eyes scan to find her live stream quickly. It takes about a second to load.

"Well he's an asshole, and kinda of a wad of gum stuck to my shoe. That won't come out." Sage's voice, I assumed. The camera faced down. I could see the tint of light at the top of phone.

"Who are you talking about?" Halle's voice, once again I assumed. Sage was giggling.

"Don't you know? Francisco obviously." Sage replies.

Someone lifts the phone up. I see a red clear vodka bottle with many shot empty glasses beside it. Sage burst out laughing.

"Oh crap, Francisco's watching." Halle says as the live stream ends. The car went silent. Martinez continued down the road.

"Sage is just drunk, none of that was true." Jo says attempting to calm me down.

"When you're drunk, the truth comes out." I reply not trying to yell at Jo.

Sometimes I did enjoy his presence. Sometimes I didn't. He was too much of softy. Except Martinez let him in. Which sometimes it's fine. Tom and Jo are supposedly best friends. They always hang out.

It made me sick to my stomach that Jo decided to go out with a teenage girl, such as Halle. She's immature and not even a women.

Tom did have a girlfriend, till they broke up. She didn't know about the mafia thing. She was just a regular average girl.

Anyways, besides the point. Why would Sage be drinking vodka and Halle be live streaming everything. I had to figure out these questions.

I turned around. I see Liam and Rafael leaned up against the window. Asleep. What could those girls be possibly doing at the moment.

Sage 

Halle leans me over the toilet as I started to puke into it. Halle leans down besides me. I pulled up my head from the toilet. I reach over to flush the toilet.

"Is it too late to tell you that Francisco heard what you said on the live stream." Halle acknowledges me.

"That's cool." I reply, it didn't seem like the biggest deal. "I want some more fruit juice."

"There's no more." Halle says.

"I want fruit juice." I repeated.

"Here, you can just lay here." Halle says walking out of the bathroom for a second or more. She returns placing a blanket on top of me.

My eyes shut, that all I remembered. I wake up to find myself laying on someone's lap. My eyes fluttered. I see Francisco glances at me.

"So I am a wad of gum stuck on shoe and asshole?" Francisco reminds me of what I said about him yesterday.

"I thought you weren't supposed to home till Thursday." I say dodging his question.

"I decided to get an earlier flight back after I leaned that you had vodka yesterday" Francisco replies.

"I just wanted to have some fun. Halle and the others wanted me to do it." I say. Francisco drops my head down on the pillow, besides it was my bed. It still hurt.

"I don't care Sage. Would if someone broke in the house? You wouldn't be able to defend yourself." Francisco replies.

"Francisco, don't start this. We were getting along and everything." I say.

"You assume that I trust you still? No, you have to work your way back up to that." Francisco argues.

"Don't start this Francisco." I reply.

"I'm going to end this now." Francisco says exiting out of my bedroom. I wanted to just throw something at him.

I laid on my bed. I see raindrops hitting the window. Ironically, it was raining.