It's Complicated

The Party

We were driving back to Colorado when we feel something hit Josh's truck. The airbags blow up before we could even gasp and we heard sirens pulling up to the car. I woke up on a stretcher being pulled into an ambulance and see Josh knocked out cold being pulled into another ambulance. I see a huge buck laying on the side of the road. I get worried, then see it's stomach gradually grow bigger and then descend once again. I then black out again.

"Is she ok? What happened? This is all my fault.." Says Josh in my muffled hearing.

I finally open my eyes and try to say his name. I keep trying until the nurse sees and taps him in the shoulder and gestures towards me. Josh is teary-eyed as he walks over to me and kisses my forehead, making sure not to put me in anymore pain. I wish he would've just hugged me right then and there, but I knew it would've hurt. I smile at him and he keeps saying over and over that this is his fault and he should've been watching the road. I just shake my head at the thought and my mind goes off into a deep sleep once again.

I wake up startled with my head still on Josh's arm and him still driving. I slowly pick up my head and he says,

"You finally decide to wake up?"

"I'm sorry, your arm is probably asleep." I say yawning.

"You're fine, I'll just keep it here." He says as we pull up to a house.

"I didn't wear a costume!" I say worried

"Don't worry, I bought you one." He says with a smirk.

"Oh god..." I say full of regret.

"It's in the back." He says gesturing to the back seats of the truck.

I climb into the back and see a bag with two costumes in it. I see a satan costume, and then a cute as hell devil-angel costume. I tell him not to look as I throw his costume in his face and start to change. Josh gets ready and he's finished before I notice. I heads inside and I finish getting these stupid tights on. I put on the black heels, the black lipstick, the black wings, and the black halo. Then open the back door of the truck. I see awed faces looking at me and I just look down at my heels as I walk inside looking for Josh. Some kid runs into me and throws me against the wall trying to kiss me. I throw a punch and scream as Josh comes and rips him off of me, getting into a huge fist fight. The dude ends up crawling away and Josh links arms with me as we walk to the table full of punch, alcohol and food. Lots and lots of food. I reach for a solo cup full of Vodka, but Josh stops me and give me tequila instead. I sigh, but drink it anyways. It burns as it slides down my throat, and I make a sour face at Josh. He laughs and says, "now, that feeling would have been a lot worse if you'd drank the vodka." I laugh a bit and take another cup. Then another, and another. Josh tried to stop me, but that didn't work very well. Soon, I was singing on the stage to Wrecking Ball and dancing around with an empty solo cup in my hand. I trip and almost fall, but Josh is there to catch me. I mumble to him,

"Aren't you gonna have a drink?"

"I'm the one responsible for driving you home tonight, so no drinking for me."

I pay him on the chest and say, "good boy." Then plop down into his arms.