Chapter 6 | Good morning, doll" you're the deep breath I take
when I know everything is going to be okay. "L U X U R Y
I wanted to go to the backyard to breath in some fresh air but a glass kept stopping me.
I sloppily took a few steps backwards before walking into the glass again, wondering why I couldn't get past it.
I tried it one more time, my head hitting the glass with a loud noise. I closed my eyes, bringing my hand to my forehead. I heard a few people laughing.
I turned myself around, my eyes still closed. I hiccuped, bringing my hand to my chest.
I was walking towards the stairs when I suddenly tripped on my own foot, holding myself on someone so I wouldn't fall.
The boy turned around, his eyebrows frowned and he looked as if he was going to hit me.
I backed away, my eyes still on his brown ones. "I'm–" I hiccuped. "–sorry."
He didn't say anything but raised an eyebrow at me. I kept walking, and I heard Jonas shout the number 3.
I was going towards the staircase, leaning both of my hands on the steps, realizing maybe I should lay here and fall asleep.
My hands felt the soft and rough carpet, and I felt my head tilt when I saw a small bobby pin on the step.
"Bobby pin." I pointed at it, grabbing the steps harder as I felt my feet not touching the floor anymore. I was lying on the steps, my cheeks resting on the carpet as my eyes kept staring at the black bobby pin.
A few moments went by of me just blinking.
"Girl, are you okay?" I heard a voice ask.
I couldn't be bothered to turn my head around to see who it was. I swallowed hard, still tasting the vodka in my mouth.
"Bobby pin." I muttered, before I felt my eyes close and just like that, I was asleep.
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A hand was touching my shoulder, shaking it a little.
I was too lazy to open my eyes.
"Quinn?" I heard Elizabeth's voice.
It was very quiet and I realized it was because the music wasn't playing anymore.
I heard someone else, a very deep and sexy voice, saying something I couldn't comprehend.
The same hand that was on my shoulder trail up to my neck, pressing it lightly on my vein.
"I'm alive." I felt my lips move, my eyes opening slowly, only to be faced by the same bobby pin.
"Quinn?" I heard Damian's voice. It was the same sexy voice from before.
I frowned my eyebrows when I realized the sexy voice was Damian. I felt two arms wrap around my torso and lift my upper body up, a strong hand holding my back so I wouldn't fall backwards.
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