Always You

Chapter 12

I don't know where I am. Everything is dark. I feel like my throat is closing up, but then I realize it's just because I have to puke my brains out. I can feel a slow, deep breath on my neck and a hand on my stomach.

I can only remember snapshots of the night before. Most of my memories are clouded, but the one thing I remember the most is kissing the boy in the band. I don't remember the context, nor do I remember how I ended up in a dark ass room with someone breathing down my neck and spooning me. Oh, but I do remember the shots. The many, MANY shots. 

I slowly peel the hand off of my stomach and attempt to sit up, but the room immediately starts spinning as I do so, which alters my senses and makes me fall backward into whoever is next to me again. 

I hear a slight groan as I land on what I think is their arm, then they shift and roll the other way. 

Now, I'm panicking. I don't know where I am, my head is fucking killing me, and I don't know what the hell I did last night. The thought scares me even when I'm still slightly drunk. 

I attempt to sit up again and this time grab what feels like a comforter beneath me for balance. I come up with the conclusion that I'm in a bed of some sort, which makes me panic even more. Did I sleep with someone? 

I slowly swing my legs over the edge of the bed and stand up a little too quickly, which causes me to slam into the dresser beside me. I slowly start to step forward, my eyes somewhat adjusting to the darkness. When I make it to the door, I twist the knob and open it harshly. I need to get out of here. 

As I shakily step out of the room, I hear a groan coming from the room again. I don't stop to look back and instead start to speed walk down the dark hallway, only tripping a few times as I step. The pain in my head never recedes as I make my way towards God knows where. I still can't make out any furniture in the house... it's definitely my first time being here. 

I come to a sudden stop when a loud slam comes from the room next to me. I can see a faint light from the room and my heart drops. I impulsively grab the lamp from a table next to me, as if it would do any harm to a person. I attempt to back up as far as I can in the hallway, my heart beating out of my chest. 

I can hear the person's footsteps slowly start to approach the hallway. I want to close my eyes and cry, but I also but want to try to run. My head's spinning and I still can't see clearly, so I remain in my place with the lamp in my hand.

The footsteps keep coming closer, so at this point, I decide to make a run for it. I run toward the person, getting ready to whack them across the head and make it out of this place. 

"What the fuck?" A deep voice says. I swing the lamp, my eyes closed, but I feel a hand grasp onto it. "Jade, what the hell are you doing?" 

His voice immediately calms me. I let out a sigh of relief and open my eyes to find Ryan holding the lamp in his hand. His eyes are squinted and his eyebrows are furrowed. 

"I didn't know who you were." I attempt to regain myself and I flatten my shirt, taking a step away from him. 

"I told you I was sleeping in the living room." He points to the couch with a light blanket and a pillow. 

To the best of my ability, I try to remember what happened, but I have no clue in the slightest what he's talking about. 

After a few moments of silence, he finally figures it out. 

"You don't remember, do you?" He says. I watch as a look of concern comes across his face.

I slowly shake my head in shame.