Adopted by Zalfie Sequel

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My head was spinning, and I couldn't really see straight, but I was determined to get to Jack's party.

I downed a bottle of vodka, a full bottle of one of Zoe's wines, so I was feeling pretty good. I also found out some cans of strongbow so I thought I'd take one with me to Jack's house.

I got changed into an old dress, and didn't bother re-doing my makeup. I'm not going to be bothered about what I look like when pressed up against someone and dancing with them.

Plus, I'm pretty drunk and I don't think my precision is good enough to re-do my eyebrows.

Jack's house isn't too far away from mine, so I decided to walk (try I mean, in my heels). It only took me five minutes, and thankfully it was dark and no one was about the streets because me swaying and stumbling everywhere wouldn't look good. There weren't any cars parked outside Jack's house or any noise coming from inside.

They're just waiting for me to bring the party and get it started.

I knocked on the front door, rubbing my eyes to try and see the number. It would be pretty awkward if I had gotten the wrong house.

"Tia?" Jack frowned when he opened the door and saw me smiling at him. "What're you doing her- why are you drunk?"

Jack's p.o.v

It was evident that Tia was drunk, from the way she wasn't able to stand up to straight, to the way she was giving me a weird/nonce style smile. Tia looked a mess too, not to be offensive because she's a beautiful girl, it's just the slutty dress she'd squeezed into and the the two day old looking makeup she was wearing. Her hair looked knotty from the wind, and she was clearly freezing cold. After all, she was basically wearing a thin piece of material that covered her stomach and boobs at the most.

"I've come for the part-ayyyy!" She sung, waving the can of alcohol she had in her in the air.

I took the can out of her reach, giving her a stern look and pulling her into my house. She protested at first, mumbling something about giving her the can back. It was such a good job my parents were out otherwise they'd kick both of us out.

"Well, darling, the only party going on here is the party in my head." I referred to my banging headache. It was the reason I wasn't at Josh's and Paige's birthday party.

I directed Tia to my kitchen, where I sat her down at the table and gave her a glass of water.

Tia frowned at my comment, and the glass of water informs of her. "W-where's the people? The m-music? The boys?"

Wow, I've never seen her in this state. Tia's never once touched alcohol since living in Brighton, because of her past. But now I understand it all, she doesn't handle a drink well; she was probably doing all sorts back in Bristol at parties.

"It's vodka." I tricked her.

She downed it in a couple of gulps, every time pushing her eyebrows further together. "Fucking liar."

"You need to sober up a bit." I have Tia a pointed look and sat down across from her. "What're you doing here, like this?"

Tia rubbed her eyes and head a bit before laughing loudly. "Y-you see, well, well I found some drinks and decided to get smashedddd!"

"And smashed you did get." I sighed and picked up my phone, pressing on Logan's contact.

"I feel great. Can I have my drink back?" She held out an arm and hiccuped.

"Come on Tia, you're better than this." I huffed as the line went to answerphone. I understand that Logan's at a party, but he's without Tia so he'll be sat there depressed on his phone. Why's he not answering?

"Who are you ringing?" She yawned.

"Someone to pick you up. You can't stay here in this state. You need someone that can control you."

We sat and spoke for a while. She drank plenty of water and was sick a couple of times, but I helped her through it until she was soberish.

She offered to go home, and seen as I couldn't drive her home because of my banging headache and the time of night, I let her walk home.

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Tia's p.o.v

I might've lied when I said I'd go home. Instead, I started to walk into the dodgy part of town, where I'd arranged to meet just he guy I needed.

Behind some garages in a secretive place, I found Dan.

He smirked, "Long time no see."

"Shush and just give it to me." I rolled my eyes, holding my hand out.

"Money." He snapped.

I huffed and reached down my bra to pull out a fifty pound note.

"Someone looks like they've had a rough night." He commented.

"Shut up, no one can know about this. It'll ruin my reputation." I warned, squaring up to him a little and pulling the money out of his reach.

"Don't you worry." He smirked again.

Dan smiles in satisfaction as he took it from me, and gave me the carrier bag full of a bag of weed, two packs of cigarettes and a couple of cans of beer . "Just enough. Until next time Tangford."

That's not even my last name anymore.

Dan walked away, leaving me to sit and drown my thoughts in all of the illegal substances.