suicidal love

Chapter 23

Author's note:
thank you all so much for the great response to"suicidal love". I really appreciate all the votes and comments.
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We reached the curb, and Destiny plonked his backside to the ground so he could try to light up a smoke. He must have failed several times, before I finally took the smoke of him and lit it just to put him out of his misery.

When we entered the mansion, techno music blared, and the base raced through my chest. And it didn't take long for me to notice that this party was extremely out of control. There were kids using a boogie board to slide down the stairs, people playing ball with looked like expensive vases, and I was even surprised to find a blow up pool that wasn't entirely blown up yet with buckets full of mud next to it. I assumed that there was some mud wrestling in store for later, but for now, most of the people appeared to be out the back. As I walked through the house, half dragging Destiny that became lethargic for finishing all the bottle of vodka alone.

"I'm so drunk,"Destiny moaned, finally agreeing that he had too much. This was a rarity from him.

"I know," I responded, as I helped him walk.

He laughed when he faced a mirror. "I look so wasted."

"I know," I repeated, rolling my eyes, and laughing under my breath. He did look completely and totally wasted though his semi-closed eyes were red rimmed, and his cheeks were flushed a constant shade of red.

Destiny was now rolling around and laughing at God knows what, I tried to encourage him to drink some water so he could sober up. But he refused, and threw something like a tantrum when I tried to take his liquor from him. He then collapsed onto the tiles the second I let him go, and I was thankful that he had fallen onto the fluffy purple mat. "Hold on!" I screamed.

Eventually, some random guy decided to put us out of our misery and helped me carry Destiny. Once we reached a bedroom, he placed him on the bed. We shared a look as we wondered what the hell we were going to do now. "Are you sure it's okay that I put him here?" I worried, as I sussed the area. I didn't want to get in trouble by the owner of the house or anything.

"of course it is," he replied, with a smile that was made for movie stars. "It's my room." The guy added. Now that I knew it was his party, I checked him out curiously. He was rather tall, but not too muscular, and judging by his masculine face he was older than us.

"Thanks for the part, it's been great," I smiled.

"Well, it hasn't even started yet," he agreed with a mischievous grin. "The night is young."

"I'm Sebastian" he added.

"Carolina."

"Go enjoy the party Carolina, don't worry about your boyfriend he'll be fine."

"H-he's n-not my boyfriend."

"Okay then, your friend will be okay."

"Are you sure?" I said worried.

"Of course I am".

I felt like a bad friend for leaving Destiny, but it was my first party after the lockup in the house so I bolted down the hallway.

I trailed through the maze of the house, each winding white hallway leading to another, until I finally reached a balcony. I could faintly hear people screaming, laughing, and even the distant sound of splashing. So I made my way onto the secluded balcony, which seemed to wrap around the entire side of the house. And I almost fell over when I saw just how huge  this party was. The backyard that was the size of four tennis courts was packed with people. Actually, I am sure that there were more people, than there was land. Now I was leaning over the balcony, just to get a better look at everything.