zach

26

I woke up not knowing where I was, again. I was naked of course and had the worst hangover of my life, with blood dripping from my nose. I looked around and saw girls and boys lying all over the place. Throw up and pee everywhere. Wow, I guess I really was fucked. I got up and went to get a drink of water from the sink and some random guy stopped me and told me I was lucky to be alive.

"What?" I asked, I didn't remember a thing so I didn't know what happened, and I'm not sure if I even wanted to know.

"Dude, you popped at least 20 pills last night and you had coke all over your fucking nose," he said.

"Oh, true." I said, to be honest I really didn't care. Dead or alive, either way, it's whatever.

"Yeah man look at your arms!" The stoner dude said with a laugh. I looked down and saw blood stains and bruises lining up my veins.

"What about it?" I asked, I mean I'm sure I wasn't the only one here shooting up a couple of times.

"Hey dude, I'm just saying, you might wanna watch out a little bit. You almost got raped last night if it wasn't for me jumping in there and telling those dudes to fuck off."

"Oh. I mean thanks for helping but I wouldn't have really cared if they did. I mean I wouldn't have remembered." I said with a shrug. The way this guy looked at me when I said that made me feel so weird. He just stared at me with grief and sadness and disbelief.

"Ok then, I guess I'll see you around." Is all he said as he left without a bang.

I tried to find my phone so I could see how much trouble I was for missing practice, but when I found it I saw nothing. Absolutely nothing. I blew it off and got in my car and drove home.