Blind Case (Completed ✔️)

Chapter Eighteen

"Hayden, I'm bored." Amelia complained as she climbed on Hayden's bed.

"What do you wanna do Amy?" Hayden asked.

"Uhm... How about a day out? We have fun and it'll ease all the stress too."

"Alright. Go and meet Camilla and she'd go out with you."

"You're not going?"

"I'm not."

"Seriously?! So you're just gonna cancel on me? Fine!" She said and frowned.

"Amy?"

"I'm not talking to you anymore."

He sighed. "Alright! Fine!" He said and stood up.

"You'd go?" Amelia asked cheerfully.

"Yes. I'd go." He replied, unenthusiastic. Not to worry though, all that will change soon.

I walked back to the couch so he won't know I was eavesdropping and started playing with my phone. He walked out with Amy and his eyes traveled down my body and stopped at my legs.

"It's good to have the both of you here together. Due to all the recent arguments that doesn't have a specific cause, I thought we should do something fun together. And I don't care if any of you agrees or not. We are doing it." Amelia deadpanned. We nodded. "Good. So here are the list of things we have to do." She brought out a scroll and rolled it out. It rolled to my leg and Hayden and I shared eye lock.

"Isn't this too much, Amy?" Hayden asked.

"Nope." She replied not taking her eyes off the scroll.

"We can't do all these in a day." I stated.

"No questions!" She snapped.

"That wasn't a question." I retorted. She looked at me.

"Well, not a word from you two. Is that better?" she asked curtly. I rolled my eyes.

"Look Amy..." Hayden started but when she glared at him, he threw his hands up in surrender.

After a few minutes of checking the scroll and absolute silence from us, she finally spoke up.

"We're going to the bar first." She said smilingly.

"The bar? Aren't you a little to young to go there?" I asked.

"Hey! I'm just following you guys. I'm not gonna drink anything so don't spoil my thing."

"Okay then. Let's go." Hayden said and walked us out. He closed the door and we all went to the bar.

Walking into the bar, a loud hip-hop song was responding through the huge speakers making my head bang continuously. Some people were dancing while some were drinking and smoking. This was no place for a ten years old but would she listen? No.

We had our sits and we're watching the people on the dance floor doing their thing.

"So..." I proceeded to starting the conversation.

"You know, now that we're at the bar, how about we do something crazy just tonight?" Hayden asked.

"Like what?" That was me.

"Anything."

"Er..." I smiled and looked around for a waiter. I signaled to him to come and whispered my order in his ears. He nodded and left after taking them down.

"What are you up to?" Hayden asked with a frown on his face.

"You'll see." I smirked.

He kept looking at me suspiciously and I decided to look around the bar just not to share any eye contacts with him. I feel weird whenever we do that.

"Your order, ma'am." The waiter said and placed a tray containing eight cosmopolitan. Hayden gasped and narrowed his eyes at me.

"Thanks." I smiled and tipped him. He bowed and left out table.

"Should I ask or will you start talking yourself?" Hayden asked.

"Hey! It's just cosmopolitan. Don't behave as if it's poison." I replied.

"Just cosmopolitan? There are eight cans on the table. Normally, you. Could get drunk after taking just one."

"I'm not a kid if you must know. Now just let me tell you why it's here. Let's have a bet. The one who drinks more without getting drunk wins." I explained.

"Say what now? I'm a man. I hardly get drunk. You don't wanna do this."

I grunted. "Must you compliment yourself? Plus, I'm pretty sure I can hold more than you can."

He laughed. "Alright then. What's the price?"

"If I win, I get to ask you why question and of you win..." I motioned for him to talk.

"You'll do everything I say. Everything." He smirked.

"okay. I don't like the sound of that but we have a deal." We shook hands.

"You guys will start drinking when I say go." Amelia said. We grabbed a can each. "Shall we?" She asked.

"Yeah." I replied.

"Wait a minute, are you sure about this? Do you seriously wanna do this?" He asked.

"Looks like someone's scared of defeat. Awwwwn... Too bad. So sad." I teased.

"Oh please! I was just asking so you won't end up making a big mistake. Afterall, I'll still win anyway so just think it through." He said.

"A deal is a deal Hayden Devin. Let's get this competition going." I replied.

"Okay then. I tried my best." He shrugged.

"Great! Are you guys ready?" She asked again. This time, we both replied "yeah". She smiled. "Go!" She exclaimed and we opened our cans and let the cold hot liquid burn out throats.

Three and a half cosmopolitan bottles later...hehe...

"Oh my world! Why are you still drinking that?" I slurred.

He laughed. "Looks like someone's drunk already."

"Shush now. You drank four whole bottles and you're still fine? How did you do that?" I asked.

"I told ya. I warned you not to do it. That my body can resist it but no! You just wanted to prove that you're better than me at something and look, you failed again."

"Wow! Thanks for the sweet words." I snarked. "Even though I'm drunk, I can still notice how annoying you are."

He laughed again. "It's in the blood babe. So it's official, I won. Right Amy?"

"Yeah right!" Amelia agreed.

"You sure he did't cheat?" I asked.

"Nope." she again replied.

"Alright then. Congrats." I slurred. I stood up holding the table as a support and went to meet him at where he sat across us. I pecked his cheek and he stiffened. "That's a gift from me." I said and slumped on the car beside him weakly.

He still stared at me with shock on his stupidly handsome face. I smiled wearily and looked at the people dancing again.