He Isn't A Psycho

Chapter 33 - I Don't Remeber Eating Anything Purple

The cold air from the garden hit my face, wiping tears off my cheeks, I wobble to a small ledge of bricks surrounding the exterior of the luxury green grass. Taking a seat, I look down at my thighs and run my fingers along the bumps that had risen on my skin.

Maybe I over exaggerated, but then maybe I didn't. Braxton gives me all these mixed emotions, one of which makes me think how strong and deep my feelings are for him.

What am I thinking? I chuckle to myself. "Im drunk" I blurt aloud and start giggling. "I'm drunk!!" I wail, pausing for a moment to stand up and gain balance, I scream again, the words coming out voluntarily, "IM DRUNK!!" My arms wave in the air.

"Yeh you are!" A voice cheers me on.

My head snaps in the direction of the voice and I see a guy in an army costume with a beer in his hand. Squinting at the figure who was walking towards me, I study the face which is unrecognisable and see all types of army colours painted on his cheeks. Brown, mossy green, black, all striped onto the lining of his cheekbones to the bottom of his jaw.

"Who are you?" I say happily, while swaying side by side.

"You're so drunk princess" A familiar voice rings through my ears and I soon recognise who I'm talking to.

I try to run, but instead wobble towards the army dressed guy and wrap my arms around his neck and pull his body close to mine, "Carter!"

I feel his arms wrap about my body, "You look good tonight princess" He says back, while pulling me away from him and taking a look at my outfit.

Giggling, "I like your outfit too" I wink, understanding the small inside joke.

"Aren't you cold? Course not, look how drunk you are!" He takes a swig of his beer before letting out a small laugh.

I smile sheepishly, looking around at Jakob's garden and although my vision was blurry and double, it was a breath taking sight. Darting my eyes to the big circular pool, I instantly know what to do, and kick off my heels.

"Woah woah, easy" Carter laughs while grabbing onto my arm. "Not tonight"

"But I want to swi-" Next thing I knew, I was violently vomiting all over the patio of Jakob's garden.

"Skye!" I hear Carter exclaim, but I don't bother to react, instead I continue to vomit.

Lifting my head up for a split second, "I sound like a whale" I giggle to myself, and there it is again, my vomit. I must look really attractive right now.

I feel my hair being pulled behind my head, "Ughhh" I look down at the purple coloured puke splattered on the floor. I'm not sure if the worst part was that my puke was purple or that there was more to come.

"What the fuck?" Another voice enters.

"Braxton! A bit of help" Carter calls from behind.

"Skye? Are you okay?" I look up into a pair of blue eyes.

"Is it...purple? Why did I eat something purple? I don't remember eating anything purple. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN" And with that I start to heave, following a bucket amount of puke.

"Take her hair, I'm gonna get her some water!" I hear Carter instruct Braxton.

Blabbering, "No, please stay"