Saved Or Broken?

Chapter 15

When I wake up Morgan is already in the room.

"Good morning Jess" she is smiling, like always.

"Hey Morgan, how is Lauren?" I have to rub my eyes to wake up.

"She is fine, just a couple days at bed and she'll be perfect"

"Great" I get up and stretch my body a little bit to wake up.

"Jess there is a party tonight and I'd like you to come" she looks a bit afraid of my answer.

"No" After the last party I've had enough and more than enough parties.

"And that's it? No discussion? No options?"

"Morgan I won't go, that's it" I don't want to be mean, but I seriously don't want to go.

"But..." she insists

"But nothing. I said no" she looks away and this reminds me of a discussion with Lola.

"Mason wants you to come" she says looking at the window.

"What did you say?" How does she know that?

"Yeah, he asked Josh if you were coming and asked him to tell me to insist" she smiles shyly.

"Are you inventing this for me to go, right?" I ask and she looks back at me, offended.

"No! I'm not lying to you. That's what he said! Look Jess, why don't you go and if you don't like what you see you simply leave?"

"But Morgan... I already know I won't like what I'll see" I say trying to sound calm.

"Just give it a chance"

Maybe Mason wants to talk, or apologize "Okay..." I say without thinking and she smiles.

I spend my day working and then I go to the gym.

I can't believe I'm getting ready for a party... again. I don't know why I accepted, what's wrong with me?

I pick a black pair of pants with a red top, black heels and my purse.

I wished I had a car to drive myself there, and most of all, to drive myself back here, but Josh drives us, as always.

When we get there I find the same scenario as the other times, but tonight there is even more people.

Morgan introduces me to a group of girls, but all I can do is try to find Mason.
I can't see him anywhere and I hate the fact that I want to see him.

I take a drink that one of the girls offers me. And then another. And another.

I feel better know. I don't care about Mason; I only care about having fun. I am dancing and a couple dudes are moving around me.

"How is it going?" Morgan is dancing with me too.

"G~ooud" I try to say but I'm so drunk that when I open my mouth I only want to throw up.

I run to the toilet, which location I know from other moments, and make it there just on time to throw up.

I sit on the floor, with the door open, my head is going to explode and I just want to lie in bed, but I can't even get up. Fuck alcohol.

"Jess?" I look up and find Mason.

"Oh, hello beautiful" I say laughing.

"Are you okay?" He looks worried and confused.

"Yesssss. I"m so good" he helps me stand up and I walk staggering. He holds me when I almost fall again "hey, don't touch me! I'm perfctlyyyy fine. I can have fun too" I laugh again but he doesn't let go of me.

"Look at t- that guyyy, he is hot. I'm going to kisssss him" I tell him and he shakes his head "You are hot too. Nooooo, you are hotter than him. You are the hottest boy in this house" I say and he laughs.

"Alright beautiful, I'll get you out of here" he lifts me up and walks to the door.

After he helps me sitting in the car, I start to feel really sick.

"It's normal to you feel like that" He starts the car "Is Morgan at your room?"

"No"

"Then you are coming with me" he keeps his eyes on the road.

"Where?" I get to say.

"To my apartment" in other moments I would say no, I would say I don't need his help... but now I can't even get out the car without someone, so whatever.

He drives in silence but I notice he looks at me now and then.

I feel like we are going on a rollercoaster.

We arrive around 15 minutes later. I don't know where we are but I'm sure I have never been here before.

We walk to an old building and after going up a million stairs he opens the door.

It's dark and my sight is still blurry so I don't see much. I only know we walk through a long corridor and he opens a door on the left side.

He turns the light on and my head pounds.

"I need to use the bathroom" I groan.

"That door" he points behind me "take these" he gives me a t-shirt and a pair of pajama bottoms and I head to the bathroom.

When I come back he is already at bed.

"Are you sleeping here?" I ask him,

"It is my bed" He replies smiling.

"Good point. So where am I sleeping?" I struggle to stand up.

"What about here?" He acts like it is no big deal, so I lay on the other side of the bed, next to him.

I hear him saying something, but before I can understand his words, I fall asleep regretting having drunk so much.