Perfectly Unseen

69: drunk

"I have to go back to school." I giggled, swaying on the large blonde's muscular arm.

The bar was empty as we had the place to ourselves after Cadi seduced the bar owner. Not a hard task apparently.

"It's a bummer over there." Cadi twirled over to me, dragging me towards the bar as I pulled my arm candy with me. "Tell me," she spoke, her voice light and giggly as I grabbed the shot prepared on the table. "When was the last time you had fun like this?" Pushing her now red hair back, she grabbed the second shot. "Cheers, bitch."

With a laugh, I poured the alcohol down my throat—the burn immediately flaring my insides up in flames. "Ew, I hate tequila." I pouted as Cadi laughed at me. "You didn't even get me a lemon to wash it down with. Or salt!" I pulled away, shaking my fuzzy head. "Okay, I need to go to school." I slurred, "I already missed like two tests. Also work called, I have to go back in like next week." I spoke in a slur, remembering my last phone conversations.

"Everyone is going to hate you." Cadi sung as I scoffed and pushed my arm candy's roaming hands away nonchalantly.

"Whose fault is that?"

She laughed, taking back another shot before answering. "You needed a reality check. That pathetic girl was not my A."

I shrugged, not caring for a debate. "Come with me then." I jumped up onto the bar, pulling my arm candy between my legs as I let him kiss my neck and run his greedy hands up and down my nerve shot thighs. It was no fireworks but it was still a sensation of sorts.

Cadi's man was holding her from behind, his mouth whispering sweet nothings into her ear as she kept bringing back shot after shot.

"Slow down." I grabbed the bottle from the bartenders hands, glaring at him before he raised his hands in surrender and gave her a glass of water instead.

She chuckled, swaying drunkenly. "This is why I need you, A. You know how to have fun and keep it fun." She pushed the blonde away from me, taking his place before her mouth was suddenly on mine teasingly. "Don't you miss the fun?" She whispered, as her soft tongue licked my smiling lips.

"You're insane." I wrinkled my nose before she bit my lip with a dirty kiss and pulled back.

"Putting the hot in psychotic, since birth, babe." She winked before turning to her current beau and kissing his hungry lips.

Pushing what's-his-face away as he tried to reconnect his mouth to my skin, I slid off the table, grabbing a half empty bottle of vodka. "I want to go back." I decided in a thoughtful hum, pulling Cadi's arm as I made my way carefully passed the empty tables and dance floor.

Cadi whined, reaching for her hook up before clinging onto me in defeat. "Okay. As long as we have fun there." She sighed drunkenly—the stench of tequila hitting me.

"You girls are coming back, right?" One of the guys called, entitlement clear in his voice—as if we owed him more than a fun time of illegal day-drinking.

"Yeah." I lied. "Just getting some air." Waving my free hand blindly at them, I grabbed Cadi's phone, dialling the number to a cab service as the door shut behind us, leaving the darkness of the bar behind in the bright sun.

"You're a liar." She giggled as I took a swig of the bottle.

"And they're disgusting pigs trying to get into minors pants." I coughed, before talking to the cab guy while barely holding myself up right.