Metanoia

Chapter 12~Beauty sleep boys and girls

.Chapter 12.

Ace starts coughing and hacking as he pounds his clenched fist against his chest. Meanwhile Amber spits out the water she was drinking as Emilia and Eva stay in utter shock, their eyes widened to an inhuman degree.

At this point in time, I don't think my brain is even in there anymore. All I'm thinking now is just,

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

Oh my frikkin god. Who is ever this brutal with Truth or Dare? Apparently Lu is.

I crack my neck, titlting it to the side before saying a simple,"Wow." I stare at her but all she has is a solid blank expression on her face. She opens her mouth to speak again and this time I'm slightly afraid of what she's going to say.

"We agreed right? If you don't want to answer a question, ya gotta drink." She says, swirling the gross ass smoothie Amber made. Amber now shoots me a pitiful look as she mouths the words,"I'm not very sorry." And cue the major headache. My shaking hands wrap around the glass of stuff. I warily eye the half-liquid, half-solid mix in the glass and suddenly its overwhelming pungency hits me.

I nearly gag as my eyes begin to water. I close my eyes and take a huge gulp out of it. I don't care about the forfeit rules because there is no way I'm finishing that. I put my fist to my mouth as I make a break for the toilet. I hold back my hair as my body rejects the liquid and as a result, causes me to throw up whatever I had today. Someone else comes to help me hold back my hair and pulls away the few strands that almost got vomited on.

After I finish wrecking my stomach, I turn around to see a concerned-looking Ace, my hair in his hand. As a silent thanks, I smile weakly at him. With his free hand, he rapidly pokes the side of his mouth. It takes me a while longer than it should to figure it out. With a tissue, I wipe away the stuff at the corner of my mouth. I flush everything down and scrub my hands hard with soap and water.

"Thanks," I whisper. He shrugs as he slowly makes his way back to the couch. Plopping down hard as he lets a long sigh. Ah right, he's running a fever. Helping me must've exhausted him quite a bit.

"Yeah okay, now I'm sorry," Amber says as she fiddles with the zip of her onesie. Right now I was feeling too sick to be mad at her. And as soon as I sat down on the floor, the game continued. No one else forfeited so the "drink" remained untouched since I drank it. When it came back to Lu's turn, I asked her how she knew if I still had my v-card or not.

As I was doing so, I saw my two best friends shifting uncomfortably in their seats. I got that feeling inside too. I'm still getting over it. Little by little.

When finally she answers, all I get is a shrug and a "It was just a guess?". I sigh and mutter an "Okay". Suddenly I feel something rushing up inside of me again and I jump over the couch, bound to the toilet and manage to make it out in time. Now I really don't feel good.

Amber stands at the doorway, leaning against the frame as she laughs,"The pepto in there didn't work huh?" I'm about to reply a "Not funny," when more puke comes up. When I'm finally done, I drag myself back and collapse onto the pillow and blanket-covered floor.

"Amber." "Hm?" "Fuq you and your gross ass drink." My head is throbbing and I can't feel my stomach anymore. "God. What did you put in it anyways?" She seems to be in deep thought as she tries to recall all that. "Right, I might have added in some wine I found in one of the cabinets."

Great. Justtttt great. Wine. I. Freaking. Hate. Wine. I scowl at her and she gives me that innocent smile that makes me want to kick her in the face.

"Right ladies. Like any other sleepover ever, we're watching a movie!" Emilia exclaims. "And guess which one it is." I'm about to say 'Mean girls' when she yells,"The Notebook!"
She then looks at me with that weird smile she has whenever she's about to say something that makes me feel slightly stupid.