Undiscovered Secrets

James (13) Gabi On My Back, Hudson In My Left Arm

Quote of the Chapter: "Only 3 types of people tell the truth. Kids, drunk people and anyone who is pissed the fuck off."

I marched back into the humongous house, needing to tell Gabi I was sorry again. I felt horrible with this guilty conscience over my shoulder.

Looking around I noticed a girl beginning to climb, what Gabi earlier called "The Wall."

"Wonder if Gab got on it yet," I mumbled to myself because I was taken aback.

"The Wall" looks extremely dangerous. Rigid edges, not enough space for you hands and legs to move and stay. It was like a stabby, sharp, prickly rocking climbing wall.

Making matters even worse, Gabi told me herself, "Everyone included in this party is getting drunk. You especially Sebastian The Crab."

I hate that nickname. I also hated Disney movies.

Scanning the premises I located my hopefully sober friends. They were starting to ball their fists, seeming as a riot or protest was about to take place.

On my way to speak to Henry, with a drink in his hand like promised, I stopped when I saw two girls I recognized from the group of ogglers.

They literally jumped on me smothering their lips across my face.

"P- please, get off of me! Hey! Stop it!" I tried shoving them off but they had fingernails of knifes. Damn girls and their iron grips.

Attracting the attention from other people, or more or less every conscious person in the living room, silence swept the area. The kitchen and family room and couples getting it on upstairs still happened, though the room with the most people froze like the Mannequin Challenge.

Even the music, which was playing a popular new trap song froze mid-drop.

Frozen. All eyes on me.

I was being held down leaving me restricted by one girl. The other went from my face to kissing my neck and down to my chest.

Lifting up my shirt, she probably thought she created a scene becoming more intimate and hot.

Some were still staring, most focused on what looked like a monkey climbing the wall as fast as the tiny girl was, sprinting closer to the bell.

After struggling for another minute I finally used my officer strength to push them off as soon a loud bell echoed through the room. The cheers following, definitely made my head hurt worse.

My breathing wasy heavy. "Girls, girls that was so immature - exactly why I don't come to parties as frequent as I used to!" I shouted this at them causing giggles to fly.

What was so funny again, because I clearly couldn't recall?

The two stepped back and ran away as fast a possible in their 6 inch heels, when one came back to gently flick her tounge along the side of my face.

"Oh god!"

I walked to the closest loveseat couch to relax and people watch.

Another long hour later, I found a drunken Gabi walking steadily past me.

"Baasssban! That you!" Ughh, shouldn't have left her out of my sight tonight.

"Gab, you don't look so tight. We should round up everyone and go home."

"Noooooooo. Crabby pants, let's partaaaayyyy. Dis my sooooong!!!"

Gabi closed the proximity between us and put her hand on my chest. Was it bad that her hand was becoming warmer as the seconds past?

Gabi wrapped her short arms around me. "Stay still," she whispered seductively. A few moments later Gabi began grinding on my lap.

"Oh no, none of-" she put her index finger against my lips.

"Shhhhhhhh. Sebbbbaastiian. I want to- " Leaning over, shutting her eyes, Gabi finally passed out, I having to catch her in my arms.

"Knew it was coming," I said getting up giving her a involuntary piggy back ride.

Looking around for my friends for what appeared to be the 50th time tonight, I found the other half I drove here.

"Hudson, are you ready to go. I am starting to get a major headache." This statement was partially true, I mostly wanted to leave so Gabi could get some rest and wake up in a quiet home instead of on the floor here.

"Yeah man, let's booooooounce!!!" God, he was drunk too.

"Hudson If you can understand what I am saying, repeat after me: I want to go home now. Alright."

"I . . . he started slowly. "Want, to, go, home?"

"Yes."

"NOOOOOOOOWWW!!!"

Oh wonderful.

I have a lifeless Gabi on my back and a super drunk Hudson secured tightly in my left arm.

Laying them in the backseat of my car I called Bridget then hung up immediately knowing she was as much a party animal as Gabi. So, instead I texted her saying:

I took Hudson and Gabi home to my place to stay the night. They are super drunk and I know you are probably passed out as well and will read this later in the a.m.

I just wanted you and the rest to know they are safe at my place tonight. See you on Monday✌🙀👌🍷🍺😥😣😭
Sent at 3:24am