~The Forbidden Fruit~

~The Forbidden Fruit~ Chapter Nineteen

Casey pov.

I woke up to the sour and vile taste of acidic vomit in my mouth, drool covering my pillow and wearing nothing but my boxers. I swatted away all of my saliva on my face and sat up...too quickly. A throbbing pain pounded at my left temple, causing me to wince and groan, I carefully leaned against my headboard clutching my head. A putrid smell wafted my nose, making it wrinkle in disgust, my eyes landed on my tin trash bin in the middle of the room. I certainly didn't need to get up to know there was vomit inside of it, the question was why did I have the symptoms of a hangover? My door burst open and Jared jumped inside, shirtless, in nothing but swim trunks and a huge smile. His face twisted into disgust when I guessed he caught wind of the smell.

He pointed at the trash bin, frowing.

"Did you blow chunks?"

That term always made me cringe, I clutched my head tighter as it panged.

"Yeah I threw up...Can I help you?"

He shut my door and joined me on my bed, looking into my eyes seriously.

"Are you pregnant?"

I gave him a flat look which made him laugh, deeming it best to ignore him I grumbled my answer.

"I think I have a hangover but it doesn't make sense, because I don't drink."

Jared nodded in understanding and clapped my shoulder.

"Did you take a drink from someone?"

I nodded slowly.

"Yeah, but it was just a bottle of water-"

"Rule number one of partying," He cut me off holding up one finger. "If you are going to have a drink of any kind, whether is liquor or not, always- I repeat ALWAYS- make sure you get it yourself. You can never trust people these days, especially not drunk, horny girls."

I frowned at him reluctantly, removing my hand from my head.

"But I went to the party with Kayla, you know the one I met at the dance hall? She's the one who went and got me the water from the kitchen."

For some odd reason, Jared had a smug smile on his face.

"Did the water taste funny?"

I thought about it for a moment and recalled thinking they filled the bottle with tap water, I nodded slowly growing more confused than before.

"Now that I think about it...yes."

Once again Jared clapped me on the shoulder, I glared at him, making my pain worse.

"Congratulations man, you have officially been spiked. Looks like Kristin wasn't the only one who wanted your goods."

I tried hard to remember anything after drinking the water, but came up short with only brief flashes of events, none of which involved Kayla and I fornicating. I did have the fuzzy memory of being undressed by a girl but she looked nothing like Kayla. I gave up on trying to remember and hoped it would come back to me later and instead focused on why my brother burst into my room in the first place.

"Why are you in here again?" I glanced up at him, finding him staring off into space smiling. Gosh he was odd sometimes.

"Hmm?" He snapped out of his trance and turned back to me. "Oh right, I came up to get you to come swimming with me and a few friends on this beautiful saturday afternoon. But you're hung over so I guess you're not up to it, which sucks, but I feel for you. My first time getting spiked was the worst, you feel all dizzy and nauseous and your head feels like its going to explode and-"