Sunshiny Things (Original)

Ch. 8 The Land Of Simplicity

Cole

I walk past Freya, rushing to find my distraction. Why did I have to challenge her about coming? She's definitely going to ruin this night for me. I find my way back into the kitchen where there's slim to none people in. I go over and make myself another drink, because the one I left in here earlier had been stolen. Once the concoction enters the cup it automatically goes into my throat. It burns a little, but I don't care. Sometimes I like the feeling. I turn to fill the drink back up. I can tell that I'm starting to get a little bit of a buzz. But it takes a lot to take me down. But before I have time to fill my cup back up, I feel a tap on my shoulder. By the way the person nails poke me a little while they tap, I already know who it is. I turn around slowly and sigh.

    "What do you want Sophie?" I ask unfazed. I'm really not in the mood right now. I'm never in the mood for her. Sophie shrugs her shoulders.

    "You looked a little...lonely," she try's to say sweetly, but I can see an evil grin peeking its way through her red colored lips. I shoot her a confused look and she frowns. "Seriously, I just want to talk." I look at her for a moment and think. I need a distraction. And I don't see any other girls in here right now. And definitely not any other girls like Sophie. Easy. I shake my head slowly and grab her wrist gently.

    "Let's go," I whisper in her ear before dragging her off. She gives me a grin and sets her drink down on the counter next to mine. We walk into the crowded living room and try to push our way through to the quest bedroom. Finally we see an opening near where the big living room couch is. Some people sit making out, others passed out. But there's two people in particular that catch my eye. On the far left of the couch sits Dace and Freya, talking and smiling. What the hell could they possibly be talking about? I didn't even know they knew each other. But then I realize, "Shit," I let out quietly. Freya's probably telling him about how I came stumbling into her apartment drunk the other day. She's probably telling him how we're neighbors. I drag Sophie even harder now in the direction of the guest bedroom. I don't let anyone go to my room. Let alone sleep with anyone in there either. I open the door of the guest bedroom and am greeted by two people making out on the bed.

    "Out," I demand them which causes them to pull away from each other in surprise. They look at me with shocked expressions and pink swollen lips. "Now!" I demand again, but a little bit more forcefully this time. They quickly stand up and adjust themselves before scrambling out the door. I shut the door behind them and turn the lock harshly.

    "So," Sophie starts as she try's to put her hands on my chest. "Shall we?" But I ignore Sophie and walk past her to sit on the navy blue duvet on the fours post bed. Sophie turns and pouts at me as she crosses her arms under her full chest. I can tell that she's yelling something at me, but for some reason, I can't hear it. What could Freya possibly be talking to Dace about. I've never once seen them communicate in any way with each other. And I know for a fact that Dace doesn't associate himself with people like her.

    "Cole!" Sophie screams as she stomps her heel against the floor. My head snaps up in her direction and I shake away my thoughts. I can't fucking hook up with Sophie. I don't care how much I need a distraction. I don't need one that bad. I stand back up from the bed and open up the door before storming out, leaving Sophie in the guest bedroom alone.

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Freya

I stand there, alone in a crowded room filled with complete strangers. Even though we all go to the same school together. But somehow yet I still feel so distant. I hate parties. Especially loud, ragging ones like these. Fun, little, cutie birthday parties for five year olds I can handle. But ones like this, I feel like I'm suffocating. Especially ever since that night.