The Day After [#TKBMovieContest]

The Day After

"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" I chanted as shake my beer bottle, laughing. I cheered Andrew on as he downed one more, bottoms-up. Another shot of adrenaline rushed through my veins as another wave of cheers surged throughout the crowd, and I let out a few of my own. My vision blurred over a little bit but I wasn't worried at all. I've had a lot to drink, but with finals finally done along with the junior year, how else was I supposed to celebrate?

A pair of skinny arms snaked my form from behind me, and I felt myself welling up in anger. What jerk had the audacity to grope a drunk girl from behind?

I turned around and immediately relaxed. It was none other than my boyfriend, Cyrus. I gave him a goofy smile and he leaned down and kissed me.

"Hey babe," I said after pulling away.

"Hey," he responds. He glanced to the side and leaned further down my ear, "She's over there."

I slowly turned my head and saw Arden from a distance, sulking. I chuckled at her. Whatever helped her get through the day, I guess. At the end of it all, Cyrus was mine and mine alone.

- - - - -

I see red.

It's that odd shade of red that you get when your eyes are closed and the light still pours into your eyes.

I hate that red.

I stir to my left and the red gets worse; I stir to my right and it diminishes, but not the feeling of a migraine that takes shape. I drank too much, that's for sure. I groan and slowly try to rise, but another pound thumps in my head and I crash back onto the surface.

It's a soft surface.

It has different textures.

I roll to my left again. Sheets and blankets. I'm on a bed.

I roll to my right and I feel skin.

I force my eyes open, a long and laborious process. A faint smile makes it onto my face when I see his flat chest rise up and down slowly and it just occurred to me that he's snoring. He normally always carries a smirk or a scowl on his face, he never was a perfectly behaved child. Instead, he's sound asleep, and his face is neutral and innocent.

The other time I've seen him look this cute is when he asked me out a couple weeks ago as a blush dusted his cheeks and he swayed from side to side.

"I-I'm not good at these kinds of th-things, okay?" He said as he handed me a large bouquet of flowers.  

I grasp the small necklace he surprised me with the day after, chuckling to myself. Cyrus is the cutest boyfriend I've had-- well he's the only one.

I feel a buzz at my butt and fish around for a phone that could be mine. I read the notification:

ardybby💙😗😗: when will u be done with that bitch? I need u 2 cum over, i'm sooo horny xx

And just like that, Cyrus will be my last boyfriend.