Change me

Chapter 5

Hailey's POV

I decide to go home before the party to freshen up a bit and forget about today's events. Hopefully I'll be able to avoid my dad cause like I said I'm really not in the mood to deal with him right now. As I'm walking home my mind wanders off to that annoying kid from my class, Sebastian.. or was it Samuel? I can't remember, but really it doesn't matter. I hate people like him, that think they know Dylan based on what they have heard from other people. They don't. They don't know a single thing about him. He was the only one that was ever there for me, always helped me through everything, when my mom left he helped me get through it, no one ever has and never will be able to understand me like he did, not in a million years. So yeah maybe I do get angry a little too quickly and explode at people who haven't really done anything but I guess that's what losing your best friend and soulmate does to you.

When I get home I open the door and I'm relieved to see that my dad isn't home. I go up to my room and put on really loud music to get away from my thoughts.  I do my make up, as I sing along to some songs on my playlist from 2012, I decide to go with a brown smokey eye with a dark red lipstick. When I'm done I open my closet and start choosing my outfit, there isn't really that  much to chose from anymore, since I threw away all my clothes that reminded me of Dylan, but I ended up choosing a black tight dress that stopped in the middle of my thighs with some fishnets under. Since my dad isn't home I take the opportunity to steal a bottle of vodka from his liquor cabinet. It's not like he ever drinks anyways so I bet he won't even notice it's gone. I glance at the clock and it's already 10pm, shit I'm late, how did that happen? Oh well it doesn't take that long to walk over to Talia's anyways so it should be fine.

When I get there my ears are immediately filled with the sound of loud pop music. I go inside and go to the kitchen to put down the vodka bottle and get a cup. I take one, fill it with vodka and then I go look for Evan. I push my way through a crowd of loud and drunk teenagers trying to catch a glimpse of him and I was just about to give up when I feel a hand touching my shoulder. I turn around and see my cousin looking slightly buzzed but not drunk "Hi, here you are. I was starting to think you were gonna bail on me" he smiles "And miss a party? Me? Never" I say playfully and take the red cup to my lips "Come meet my friends, they're sitting over there" Evan says and points to the floor where a group of 4 people are sitting in a ring playing what seems to be truth or dare. I roll my eyes at the stupid game but  decide to join them anyways. Maybe this is just the distraction I need.

After 5 rounds of the game, a lot of dares and even more drinking I decide I need to get some fresh air. As I step outside some dickhead bumps into me "Hey asshole, mind where you're going would ya?!" I snap "Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to.." He says turning around and I recognize him almost immediately "Samuel! My man! What are you doing here this time of the night?" I say wrapping my arm around his neck "Oh uhm Hailey hi.. I was just walking home from a friend's house, I live 3 blocks down the road from here" he says looking clearly uncomfortable. He looks at me for a second before saying "Look I just wanted to apologize for what I said the other day about Dylan.. It really wasn't my intention to hurt you" I step away from him "Would you please STOP mentioning Dylan to me? Jesus fuck" "I'm sorry, I was just trying to apologize.. I know what it must have felt like to lose Dylan and I.." "No! You don't! That's just it you don't know anything at all! You can pretend you do but until you have lost someone you will NEVER know what it felt like, what I feel like. I don't want your goddamn sympathy, so please just shut up already!" He looks at me with his puppy dog eyes trying to make me feel bad for him. It almost works. Attention, keyword is ALMOST. "No you know what? I'm done with you always being so rude to me. You think losing your boyfriend gives you the right to be a bitch to everyone? Well it doesn't. And you say I will never understand what you feel like because I've never lost someone, well for your information I have. My parents died not too long ago and you don't see me acting like you do. So stop acting like you're the only one who knows anything about pain, cause you're not." I'm taken aback by his sudden outburst and I just stand there looking like a damn fool. "Oh and by the way, my name is Sam NOT Samuel." He says walking away, leaving me wondering what the hell just happened.