VENDETTA || ɴ.ᴄ.ᴍ.

10. won't you let me down easy

shout out to my IRL's who had to deal w my breakdown bc i lost the original 2200+ words of this now terrible chapter yeet.

song; pretend by goody grace
[ word count: 2055 ]

|| There is always some madness in love. ||

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Music blasted so loud that it was clear in every room of the house, and Zion was in the kitchen with a bright smile as he topped up red solo cups. His eyes wonder to the doorway where his best friends girlfriend walked in, wearing a fitted red dress. Flashing her a charming smile, he hands her a cup of beer and whistles when she chugs it down in one go.

Cierra shoves the cup back in his direction, looking him dead in eye when she says, "Give me something stronger,"

Stumbling a little because of the sudden force, Zion looks down at her with wide eyes, "Eager, aren't we?"

"I'm here to have fun, aren't I?" she shrugged, waving the cup a bit to stir his attention from her to what she wanted.

He spluttered; struggling to finds words to say so he just took the cup from her and filled it with a clear liquid that from it's scent alone Cierra could tell he gave her something really strong. "Be careful," was all he told her before patting her shoulder and walking off with the lingering worry that maybe she shouldn't be drinking like she wants to.

He doesn't know where she went, or if she stayed in the kitchen, but he made sure he told Nick that she was here - and she had plans on having fun.

Nick himself was in the exact same situation as Cierra, except he got here earlier so he was probably more wasted. Zion sighed heavily, "Cool," he muttered to himself as he inspected the other boy's state. "Perfect, great, amazing," he continued to sarcastically ramble as he turned around and walked out of the crowded living room.

He hears a gleeful cheer, and finds the short latina taking a shot of something he knows he did not bring to this party. "Woah, okay!" he places his drink on the table and hastily helps her move away from the alcohol. "I think you need to cool it," he advised with a laugh.

"Party pooper!" she slurs, almost falling as she hits him on the chest weakly, "You invited me... and i'm trying, trying to have fun!" she pouted, squinting up at him. "You're like a tree," she said suddenly. "A wise oak!" Cierra giggled and hiccuped.

"Uh-huh, that's nice," Zion mumbled, placing her down on the sofa in the living room. He told her to stay put, and cool off for a while.

She had nodded blankly, staring around his house as he left her alone.

The second he saw her his heart burst, and he forgot how to breathe. That red dress she was so excited about buying, so he bought it for her. Nick's heart twisted as he wondered maybe she wore it for me. And then it beat faster as he saw her oblivious expression break into one of pain for the shortest of moments as her eyes landed on his. She was quick to cover it, looking past him where her eyes found a bottle of something alcoholic.

Cierra didn't know what it was, but she knew she wanted it. All the alcohol she had tonight was helping her not think about Nick. She had never drank this much in her life - and to be honest she was scared she'd wake up dead tomorrow. So in a drunken state she stands, and fumbles for her phone.

she punches the keyboard with her thumb as she texts Edwin.

Hi Edwin, I Luv U a Lot. xxxxxxxx