~I apologize, this is gonna be a bit of a short chapter. The next update will be longer though~
-Daya-
"Rum, Vodka, Kinky, Mike's Hard Lemonade, or a Chocolate Vodka?" Jesse opens her moms liquor cabinet. Taylor sent me a wink as she reached for the chocolate vodka.
"Does your mom know we raid her liquor cabinet almost every time we come over?"
"Yeah. But she doesn't give a shit." She shrugs.
I reach for the rum and also go through her fridge for pineapple juice and 7 Up.
"I still don't understand how you can drink that."
"Because it tastes good!" I take a dip as we all walk out to her living room.
Jesse's house was relatively close to mine. It was about 10 houses down and Taylor's was across from mine. Unfortunately, there were about 6 other people from school who lived around us.
Jesse's house was a small, cozy house. It was painted with warm colors and furnished with leather couches and champagne colored rugs. The decor was beautiful. Not as sophisticated as my house, but I liked that. It was normal, yet different and unique.
Taylor's house was the same size, but her house held more artistic decor and furniture. It was a busy house and always takes my breath away.
"Okay, so!" Taylor raised her bottle if vodka. "This is gonna be a night to remember, ladies." She winked.
*****
I have never been drunk before. I've had drinks, but never enough to make me drunk. So usually when we went out, I was the sober one and the designated driver. I would only drink 1 drink if I was driving though.
There was a club about 2 miles from Jesse's house, so we decided to skip movies and ice cream and go out. Drink. Dance. Have fun.
We borrowed some of Jesse's dresses since we only had our school clothes. I was wearing a short black leather dress with a sweetheart neckline. Jesse let me borrow a crystal necklace she bought a few weeks ago, and a pair of black heels.
Little Black Dress.
How cliché.
"Daya!" Taylor squealed! She was already drunk with the vodka from Jesse's house and a cocktail from the bar. She wrapped her arm around my neck, giggling.
"Okay," I help her over to a stool. "You should sit down for a minute."
"But I want to dance!" She whined. She glance to her right, noticing a cute guy from school. She immediately forgot about dancing as she began to flirt.
"Where the hell is Taylor."
I walk around the club, ignoring the stares I was getting from horny boys.
"Well damn, baby. I wasn't expecting you to be here tonight."
*****
I couldn't run much longer. It was cold out and my house was still a mile away. I looked at the road sign near me; Larl Road.
Don't do it Daya. Don't.
I told myself not to.. but what other choice did I have? I couldn't make it to my house.
I ran down Larl Road as fast as my legs would take me. They were sore and my feet were cut up from the little rocks in the road.
I ran up the driveway and leaned against the doorframe. I knocked desperately, trying to control my breathing.
The front door opened and I nearly burst into tears.
"I need help."
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Catch Me When I Fall
Teen FictionThe Rose and Williams families have always hated each other. Betrayal and hatred between the two families can be traced back hundreds of years. Wars and sabotage and revenge have thrived from the hatred. Daya Rose and Jason Williams share the famil...