Chapter 7- I Will Never Be The Same

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**Twitch**

I use all the energy that I have in my body to life my head up from my bed

 “Holly fuck”

My head feel like I pounded against a wall than stumbled into a road and got ran over 20 times. I think I might really be dying, I look around my room it is messier than usual. Looks like I had a fight with my cloths. How did I even get home?

“Fuck”

What happened last night I look down and I’m just in my underwear and they are wet.

“Did I piss myself” o god it hurts to talk.

 I smell like a bottle of vodka was poured on me some made it into my mouth because I taste it. I don’t taste vomit though so I didn’t get sick, win. I attempt to get out of bed when that doesn’t work I just roll to the floor the tons of cloths on my floor to break my fall. I lay there for a couple minutes. I get my bearings and open my door.

 “I think I have alcohol poisoning” I say to mickey

He’s already dressed setting on the couch playing Xbox, it’s a loud ass shooting game not really helping my pounding head situation. He starts laughing

 “ you got something dude, I’ve never seen you that drunk ever, not even when you got outta jail and we went to that biker bar and they kept buying us rounds good day”

“Ugg don’t talk about drinking, what the fuck happened last night”

“You don’t remember anything”

“Vodka lots of vodka, slippers I was in the water and o fuck I was with that Danica chick, she has my shirt shit I need that back I only have one”

 “O ya you were with Danica, that’s all you remember “

 “Ya that’s all that happened” mickey gets up

 “No bro that’s not it” he walks to the kitchen

I’m slapping the coffee pot like one of my hoes just talked back; he presses the button and the smell of coffee cover up my smell of shit

 “Now I don’t know what happened at the beach but I got off work and found you running down the bike path of the beach with two empty bottles you were still trying to drink out of”

“Sounds like me, not as bad as it could have been”

 “ no that was just when I found you, you had a boner and I had the pleasure of caring you home while you dick was at full sault and you kept mumbling she’s so awesome she’s awesome buddy and you kept petting my head” I look at him while I’m leaning on the counter

 “Full Bonner huh?”

“Yup”

 “And you carried me”

 “All the way to your bed” I stand up

 “You took my pants off” I say freak out

 “Your offended I took your pants off it looked like we were going home to cross swords and have a sausage fest while I carried you home”

 “Ha-ha thanks dude”

 “Don’t thank me you fucked a 16 year old girl and her dad showed up”

“I didn’t fuck her…. Wait wait she’s 16”

“Yup and she’s a man-eater”

 I get my coffee and set on the couch with mickey

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