How do you say goodbye when your heart still wants to hold on?
9.
Bree's POV🌷
"Caden, I just want to forget life. Y'know man?" I giggled taking another sip out of my Vodka bottle.
Caden nodded and smiled. Oh how I've missed that smile. "Moo!" He yelled throwing his Heineken bottle to the floor.
I giggled louder, "It's whoo, Cadin"
He started laughing, "Cadin? Who's Cadin?"
I shrugged, "Cadin can be a mailman!"
At that we both started laughing hysterically.
Thomas handed Cadin and me a cigarette.
I shook my head and stared at Cadin as he took out his lighter and lighted up his cigarette.
Thomas nudged my shoulder, I turned my head, "Don't be a party pooper!" He yelled.
"Nah!" I giggled, "I don't do cigarettes"
"It's only one time!" Another guy I couldn't tell who he was said.
I stared at the cigarette, then shook my head again taking another shot of Vodka.
"Cmon!" Thomas laughed taking a cigarette himself and lighting it.
He breathed in the smoke then exhaled making himself look like a dragon.
"Rawr," I said making Thomas look at me.
He smiled and putted his cigarette in my mouth. Making me inhale smoke.
I coughed the smoke out of my lungs, my lungs felt like they were burning.
"Relax," Said Cadin chuckling.
"I felt my lungs burn!"
Cadin patted my back "Just enjoy the party, man"
Thomas chuckled and took my hand pulling me towards him, making me drop the empty Vodka bottle.
I wrap my arms around his waist, as he pulled my face up and kissed my lips.
His lips taste like smoke.
He gripped my ass a little too hard, then pulled me closer.
When Thomas pulled away and let go of me I turned back to Cadin as he handed me another bottle of Vodka.
"Whoo!!" I smiled opening the bottle then quickly taking a sip, letting the alcohol sting as it went down my throat.
Cadin kissed my forehead "Let's just go insane together," he whispered in my ear.
Everything was already getting blurry when someone turned the music on, really loud.
"We are already insane!" I yelled starting to wiggle my hips.

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