••"I can't pretend to be okay anymore!"••
••What happens when she can't lie to herself anymore?••
••Or when she finally figures out she can't pretend that it didn't happen?••
A/N: Welcome to my Fanfiction! I hope you will enjoy it! Every chapter will feature a song you can listen to. I'll let you know if it really fits the chapter or not haha. Ummm so the first song for the fanfiction is actually what I named the title after. Enjoy!
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"Clay's here! You owe me five bucks." Hannah said to Kat as Clay walked into Hannah's house. Clay furrowed his eyebrows as he watched the two girls run down the stairs, giggling. "You bet on me?" He asked with a smile playing to his lips. "Yeah, I haven't seen Clay at a party since my birthday, fourth grade." Kat said while taking a sip of her mystery liquid. "I still remember the clown." Clay said with a shake to his head.
"Yeah, My mother, the social worker, hired a recovering heroin addict. He had the shakes!" Kat shook her head causing chuckles from both Clay and Hannah. "I thought he was just nervous." He said shrugging his shoulders, "Hey have you seen Leigha?" Clay looked around the various rooms looking for her, unsuccessfully. Kat began to look around the different rooms of the party as well. "Check the kitchen." She suggested while following Hannah to the living room taking a sip of her drink.
Leigha sat on the top of a counter watching everyone else at the party interact with each other. Her hair styled in two french braids, as it was her go to hairstyle for parties. Her light wash jean shorts, cut short. Her crop top, loosely showing her belly button ring. That her parents had no idea she had. Her eyes squinted as she watched everyone dancing, laughing, and some making out.
She absentmindedly pulled the red solo cup of beer to her lips. She cringed at the lukewarm odd taste of the liquor.
As her eyes were scanning the various people at the party her eyes landed on a specific person, Jeff Atkins. Her boyfriend of two years. His blue-green eyes were already watching her. She rolled her eyes as she took another sip of her drink. Earlier that day Leigha and Jeff had a fight about their future together. Mostly about them going to college and what was going to happen. Jeff didn't seem to worry much about it, which angered Leigha.
Jeff was worried about Leigha the entire time he was at the party. Having to be sober to go get drinks and to watch her. He felt terrible for not worrying about their future plans as much as her, all he wanted in his future was Leigha and baseball.
She turned her head to look at a face she wasn't expecting to be at the party. Her twin brother Clay. She furrowed her eyebrows and tilted her head to look at him.
"Are you okay?" Clay asked her, taking note of the beer in her hand and by the amount that was left in the cup, assuming that could not have been her first. Leigha smiled, "I'm great. Why are you here Cl-Clay?" She slurred. Clay watched as she jumped off the counter and stumble on her feet. "Jeff, uh-Jeff made me come. Lost another bet." Clay lied rubbing the back of his neck. He only came because he wanted to see Hannah. "Leigh, maybe you should have some water?" Clay asked her.
She shook her head. The sound of footsteps walking towards them made Leigha turn her head. She saw Jeff walking up to Clay and herself, biting the inside of his lip. "Can we talk, Leigha, please?" Jeff said placing a hand on her shoulder. She looked at him shaking off his hand from her shoulder. "Why? So you can call me delusional again?" Leigha said pulling the cup to her lips, just for the cup to be taken out of her hands by Jeff. She widened her eyes in shock.
