Oxygen

Chapter 3: Hope.

-What the-, I got cut off.

-You are going to tell me every single second about what happened.

-Scarlett! Where you were god damn it?

-It doesn't matter, I'm waiting.

-So I do.

-Ughh, I went away just to give you guys some personal space and time, hoping that'll work out, and it did! Now, tell me everything.

-We kissed, and...

-And..?

-He asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes!

-Of course you did! Where it was? How it was? Tell me every detail right now!

 I was retelling her what just happened, not mentioning the toilet scene and the voices, because no one knows about me hearing them, because I'm afraid people will think I'm a psycho. She was listening to me impatiently.

-Oh. My God. You get it girl! I'm so happy for you two!

" No she's not!"

-Thanks for your help! Without you I couldn't make it!

We were chatting, with some pauses for fixing my big layered makeup. Lettie started to drink different alcoholic drinks.

-It will be boring if you are going just to stay there and look at me drinking., she said handing me a glass of tequila.

-No, I don't drink.

-I wasn't asking.

" Don't do it! It is going to end up bad!"

-I don't care.

-What?

-Nothing., I said and took the glass from her, sprinkling some salt on my hand.

We were partying, chatting, and drinking alcohol. I was already feeling dizzy but I tried not to show it. The next what I remember is waking up on a couch. My head ached really bad. I saw someone holding a glass of water and a pill.

-Here, drink it., I took the pill out of her hand and drank it without water.

-What happened., I said by looking at Scarlett and holding my forehead. Her perfect curly light golden blonde hair was shinning brighter than the sun outside. I thought I would become blind. Her sapphire blue eyes were looking deep into my soul.

-Nothing much. We were parting, drinking, you went a few times somewhere. The last time you came back you were kissing with Oliver. God, I thought you guys would eat each other.

-Shit! Don't you know, wasn't I doing weird things yesterday?

-Not including trying to climb on the table and yelling at yourself, nothing.

 I realized I was talking to my inner voice. It probably, as always was telling me not to do that, but I didn't care. Luckily, Lettie thought that I was talking to myself because I was drunk, so that was a great excuse .

-Damn, I'm embarrassed.

-No, it was pretty okay for your first time of drinking. When I was drunk, I slept over with a guy, but luckily for you, I was there to stop you.

-Thanks, you're a great friend.

"Do you want do know who she slept over with? Aren't you interested? Go ahead and ask her."

 I tried to ignore them, and went with Lettie to eat the breakfast. While eating, I was checking on my phone. I choked on my food.

-289 MISSED CALLS?!?!? Shit, mom's gonna kill me.

-Give it to me.

-No, I'll go home, see you on Monday.

 I quickly ran away to my house, not letting Lettie to speak. I'm going to be dead. I caught a taxi and told the driver our address. Jesus Christ kill me. When we arrived, I paid the driver, and literally flew into the house. I was tip-toe walking in my room hoping that my parents were sleeping, since today was Saturday. I was full of hope that I would stay alive. When my right foot was already on the stair, a voice from the corner of the room where the armchair was stopped me.

-Where the fuck have you been...