The Missy Diaries

Gingham

Missy was right. This was a real rager. HP stood off by himself in a lonely corner of the room with a drink in hand, scoping the scene.

" You're HP, right?" Some girl he didn't know stood in front of him.

" Yeah. Who are you?"

" I'm Larissa , Missy's roommate."

" Oh. Hi."

" Why are you standing here by yourself?"

" I don't know."

" Come with me." She grabbed his arm and pulled him through the crowd to a group of girls. "Hey everybody! This is HP, Missy's finnish boyfriend."

" Oh we're not-" The next thing he knew he was being flogged by the girls' questions.

" What part of Finland are you from?"l

" How long have you guys been dating?"

" Do you still live in Finland?"

" Do you have any hot finnish friends?"

" I just hope you're better than Michael."

" Who's Michael?" HP asked, finally getting a question in.

" Missy's ex. When they broke up, it was just horrible." Larissa explained.

" What happened?" Larissa pulled him away, back to his old corner.

" When they were going out, Missy thought she was in Wonderland. She was in love with him, but he wasn't feeling the same way. She caught him with one of our other friends, Janessa. She was devastated. She started having random hook ups, drinking into an oblivion, and she started cutting."

" Cutting what?"

" Herself. It was horrible. You could tell right after she did. Her shirts would be long sleeved , and her eyes would be puffy. We tried to held her all we could, and I don't think any one knew except for us. She's almost stopped completely, she hasn't in almost two months. I know she doesn't mind me telling you."

" Whatever happened to Janessa?"

" None of us are friends with her anymore. I think she got knocked up and moved to like, Iowa of something."

" What about Michael?"

" Some of our really close frat friends beat the shit out of him and told him they never wanted to see him on campus again."

" She doesn't seem like the type of girl who would do those sort of things."

" She's not. Just look at what shit faced people will do to you. I'm glad she found someone like you. I can tell you won't hurt her."

" By the way, we aren't going out. I just met her today. I really like her though."

" You should go over there and get your girl then. Go now!" Larissa pushed him in the direction of Missy until he started going that way himself.

" Here goes nothing."

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" This is a real rager!" Missy said to Jarno. They were getting their fill of booze while the other guys were no where to be found. Missy could feel herself getting drunker by the minute.

" Yeah, I'm starting to feel the drinks I had earlier." Jarno said.

" Me too." Missy swayed a little where she stood and held on to Jarno for support.

" Are you okay? Do you need to sit down for a minute?"

" No... I'm fine. Just a few more drinks is all." She weaved her way through the crowd to snag another beer.

" Woah, slow down, you'll get sick." Jarno frowned as he walked up behind her after a few minutes surrounded by booze.

" Not yet I won't." She laughed and swayed where she stood. She was reaching a dangerous level of intoxication, right about now is where her logical mind started to quiet and her impulsive mind took over.

" Come on, I think you've had enough." He pushed, watching as she downed the entire bottle. She nearly toppled over , so he put his arms around her to steady her, but she had other ideas for their position and she started kissing him.

" Uhm..." He frowned awkwardly, and held her up and away from him so she wasn't trying to get in his pants anymore.

" What's going on? " HP asked, walking over with a blonde girl looking at him from across the room. He thought Jarno was the one initiating the kiss.

" She's drunk. Really , really , drunk." Jarno explained as she pulled away and fell into HPs arms.

" Missy, I think it's time for you to get some sleep." HP sighed.

" Only if you come with me." Missy smiled drunkenly. He sighed again and pulled her over to her roommate Larissa, who told HP to follow her. She walked

them down the hall and to the elevator to their shared room. She let them in and gave HP free reign since she knew he was trustworthy.

" Be careful with her! I don't wanna have to kill you! " Larissa laughed, going down the hallway.

" We aren't going to be doing that." HP replied sternly. As soon as the door was closed, Missy was kissing him and attempting to drag him towards the bed. He didn't want to deny her, but her couldn't take her like this. He knew it was wrong and she would regret it; he didn't want to hurt her like that.

She looked so small and broken when he pulled away and in return saw drunken, confused eyes.

" You need to have some sleep." He sighed again, guiding her to lay down and covering her with the blanket. When he turned to leave though, she caught him by the hand an held tight. She had tears in her eyes, and he knew he couldn't leave her. It would only damage her more, and something had set her off during the party. Larissa had told him about things that set her off, and the outcomes they led to. Being alone for her was near phobia.

With yet another sigh, he sat down on the edge of the bed beside her and held her hand, talking to her until she passed out , which wasn't very long at all. He stayed with her that night, half lying , half sitting, trying not to move very much.