Fan Girl

My stupid self.

Denis POV.
    It was already 9 but I wasn't plastered just yet.
As much as I hated to admit it, I cried the whole time.
What did I do? Was I not enough for her?
Was it because I kissed Rosa?
Maybe.
I thought about that kiss with Rosa.
Why didn't I stop? I knew I didn't have any feelings for her. I guess I used to, but they faded away after awhile.
No...I wasn't in love with Rosa. I'm in love with y/n. That's just the facts.
But I guess she doesn't love me.
I sunk down against the wall, my hands covering my face.
The door knocked, but I didn't answer it, I wasn't up for this.
After a bit, the door knocked again, and I looked out the peephole, but nothing was there.
Opening the door, there was that little Vietnamese girl with the black hair looking at me with sad eyes.

K so I tried my best to find the picture of my friend I was referencing to be Jennifer but I couldn't find anything so I just used the picture I could find that looked like her
  "Jennifer, please go away." I said, rubbing my eyes.
  "Denis, what are you drinking?" She asked me.
I noticed I still had my tequila in my hand and I quickly put it away,
  "What are you doing here, Jennifer."
  "You looked sad. You needed a hug," she said.
  It was really obvious that I had been crying, but maybe not to a 9 year old.
So long story short, I burst into tears. I probably looked like a little brat, but I really didn't care.
I kneeled down and put out my empty arms, which she quickly filled with her tiny hands.
She patted me back and I could feel small drop of wet on my shirt. She was crying too.
"You know, Denis. When Jimmy died, I thought of you as my brother" she sniffles
This only made me cry more. She was like the little sister I always wanted but never had,
I squeezed her tighter and nodded my head. "I'm always gonna be there for you. You know that." I said,
I was not drunk yet, so I would remember all this.
She went on to talk to me about how she felt about me.
I don't know how, but a 9 year old girl soothed me so well. It was insane,
I almost began to cry again when she went home.
I went back inside. I could feel the liquor getting to me.
What other friends did you have? Corl was dating Kermit, Sub is dating Sophia or something, I can't even stand to look at Elijah, and Alex probably wasn't to happy with all this either.
I cried more, taking another swig of my bottle, which was almost empty.
I needed a friend who wasn't connected with my love life.
I thought of something really stupid.
Kermit, maybe?
Her and I have had a past, even though we pretend that we don't.
I kissed her once, but I don't think she liked me. And to be honest, I don't want to date my best girl friend.
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I don't know what was wrong with me, I couldn't stop crying. I felt like a complete train wreck,
I don't know why, but I did call her.
Before she came, I ran out of liquor and ended up going out to buy some.
I came back and I knew now that the liquor was hitting me hard.
Adriana came bursting through my door unannounced and immediately took my tequila.
"Give that back." I asked,
"No Denis, I don't want you drunk."
"I already had a full bottle of tequila now give it." I motioned and tried to grab the bottle but she snatched it back and put it on my bed table.
I sat back down on the edge of my bed, crying again.
She sat next to me, resting her head on my shoulder
"Talk to me DinDin."
I didn't say anything, just passed her my phone.
She took a quick look at the post and sighed.
"I'm sorry, bubba," she said, hugging me.
I shrugged a bit and resumed my crying
"I don't even care," I mumbled.
"Yes you do, or else you wouldn't be crying." She said.
I quickly wiped my tears.
"Well. I guess all things happen for a reason. And maybe it wasn't her fault. You don't know the full story." She said, massaging my back.
"I don't care, she kissed him." My voice trailed off again and I could feel my eyes watering again, wondering what y/n was doing now,
She rubbed my back more
"It's gonna be alright." She soothed me.
Now I knew I was going down. I could feel my body getting weaker and I knew I was going to pass out any minute.
She must've seen it too because the last thing I heard before falling down was her singing my favorite song.
"Now hush little baby, don't you cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, I told ya
Daddy's here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why
We fear how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But I promise momma's gon' be alright"
It was a song by a rapper I couldn't think of at the moment, but I remember why she sang it to me.
But those were the last things I heard before I blacked out.

Sketchs POV

    I drove back into the city, hoping I would see something that I could get my mind off of her but I didn't,  everything reminded me of her.
  I ended up going back to the park where Amanda and I spent most of our time.
I walked around a bit, looking for that special tree. Then i found it.
  Engraved into the tree where our initials with a heart around it, right by a park bench.
I sat on the park bench, thinking.
"I feel bad for Denis, I hope he doesn't hate me," I said to myself, knowing that he probably did,
I wonder what he was going through. Must be tough.
I tried my best to fight off my tears but I didn't do a great job.
On the outside, I come off as a heartless jerk, but on the inside, I'm like a lost puppy.
I laid my head down on the bench, trying to fall asleep.
I couldn't get y/n out of my mind though.
I nought about her perfect lips and how sweet her voice was.
It was crazy how much I wanted this girl.
I was going to have her, I just knew it.

Denis POV

I woke up sometime in the middle of the morning.
Looking into my living room, I saw Adriana asleep on the couch and I shook her awake
She woke up and yawned. "Hello Denis, feeling better?" She asked me.
I gave her a wide grin and picked her up
She struggled around for a bit, trying to break free but I pinned her down on my bed and tried to kiss her.
She pushed me off "What are you doing?!" She asked,
"Relaxxx," I slurred, resuming what I started,
She pushed me off again and got up but I pulled her by her tiny dress and pulled her to me, kissing her neck.
If i could have done anything different, I wouldn't have held her as tightly as I did.
"Denis you're drunk stop this," she struggled. My grip tightened,
"Denis stop! You're hurting me!" She began to whimper and I bit her ear.
I didn't think I was that strong
She pushed me off once more.
I hate my stupid drunk self so much.
I pulled her by her hair and threw her across the bed and her head smacked against the wall.
  I remember seeing her grasp her head and curl up into a ball.
Eventually she got up and screamed a few things at me which I couldn't understand, I was extremely drunk. Then she left and slammed my door. That was the end of that.