Esmarelda Lance: The girl you don't wanna mess with.

Chapter 15

I couldn't drive home so I had to stop by at a gas station.

I hear a tapping on my window, the knock sounds farther than it is.

My head falls towards the direction of the window. My head feels heavy and wobbly. I'm going to kill Sam for putting too much brandy in my icecream.

"Hi" the voice says.

I raise my eyes to see Xan. "Whuuu youuuu?" I slur.

It's definitely not brandy, it's probably vodka or something.

Xan POV.

Esmeralda looked so drunk. Good thing I followed her. She wouldn't have gotten far, Sam shouldn't have put so much vodka- I only said 'put enough to make her tipsy'. I just wanted to see what she was like drunk because she'll never drink if i ask her to.

I approach her car and slightly tap her window.

Her head falls towards my direction.

"Hi" I mouth.

Whuuu youuuu?" She slurs winding the window down.

"I'm driving you home now" I reply opening the door.

She drops her head and laughs.

I shove her to the passengers' seat before igniting the engine.

She looks out of the window smiling and giggling quietly.

I don't bother to talk to her.

Instead of taking her home I take her to mine.

I get down of the car and help her out.
When we get I take her to my room and put her in my bed.

"Yourr rommz the size offf myyy clozett" she giggles.

She looks like she's noticed she's not in her house and wants to leave.

I hand her painkillers and a glass of chocolate milkshake and try to make her stay on the bed. "Here"

She drinks the shake and spills most of it on my bed.

"Take me home"she whines.

"Not in this state. I'll make your mum a very angry woman"

I sit on the edge of my bed watching her carefully.

She raises herself and comes close to me. Her nose brushes my neck, I feel like I should stop her but I don't.
She bites my neck then starts to punch me. "Why can't you leave me alone!" She strikes my head. "Why do you want to ruin my family?!" She cries. I hold her but before I get my thoughts out.

Blurrrrrrrppppp! Runny brown liquid is on my face. It smells mostly like chocolate and vodka- disgusting. It's slimy and slowly runs down my face.

I rush to the bathroom and wash my face while I'm fuming.

I take a quick shower before returning to my room for a change of clothes.

Mel is seated folding her arms.

I pull on a new pair of trousers and a long  shirt.

"You don't have a great bowrrry" Mel slurs.

"Good thing you can pronounce your words properly now"

She sighs before standing up. "Let's dance" she smiles.

"No" I shake my head.

"Pretty please?"

"No"

"With an icing in top?"

"What don't you understand about no?"