This party was shit.
Everyone was getting loved up and I was sitting here, by myself.
Your own fault, I told myself.
I liked Meg's idea of driving up there, the only problem I had was that I wanted to leave now, not tomorrow.
I pulled out my phone and called her again, voicemail, again.
"Lil, it's me, I really wish you would call me back, I really wish you never left, I love you Lilah."
I hung up and put my phone back in my pocket.
Brian came and sat down.
"Dude, this party is lame, so I'm gonna get going." he said.
"Gimme a lift?" I asked.
He nodded so I went and said bye to the other's.
Matt, Ana and Meg were standing out the back.
"We'll pick you up at 9ish in the morning Jim." Meg told me.
"I'm counting on it." I said turning to leave.
"Christ he's miserable." I heard her say.
Yeah I was miserable, I'd fucked up and now I was miserable.
