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Griselda

"you suck, you suck," i point at harry.

"dick," he says pointing back at me.

"true"

it was around 2 a.m, we were back at harry's parents house laying down comfortably on my perfectly made bed, which is weird because i don't remember making it this morning.

"hey g, i gotta tell you something," harry speaks.

"what," i pause my finger fidgeting and stare at harry.

"im leaving back home...tomorrow, and since you have no where to go i thought you'd want to come with ya know? we can be roommates like back in the jail cell," he offers.

"i...yeah sure, it's a big step in our friendship but i'm cool with it," i say.

this will be my first time out of san diego.

"alright well, i'm gonna go to bed we leave tomorrow afternoon," he says, sitting up.

"goodnight"

he stretches his legs and walks out the door.

"goodnight," he calls out before i hear his door shut slowly.

i decide that i too should go to sleep.

i stand up from the bed and flick the light switch off.

i walk back to the bed tripping over my shoes.

i fumble forward and fall onto the bed.

"mmph," i mumble as my face collides with the mattress.

i heave myself up and roll over.

closing my eyes i drift off to sleep.

"hey griselda, it's nice seeing you out of your house," josh walks up to me a smile on his face.

finally someone i actually know at this party!

"i'd say the same about you," i reply taking a sip from the plastic cup.

"how's Mikey?" he asks.

"he's good, he's graduating next year, thank god," i say setting my cup down.

"first time drinking?" he asks setting his cup next to mine.

"yeah, you?"

"i've gotten drunk a few times before," he smiles.

he moves closer to me and it's like all the air in my lungs leaves.

i can't breathe.

i wake with a jolt catching my breath.

my face is dripping with sweat and my t-shirt is drenched.

oh god i thought the nightmares were gone.