Off Limits

Chapter 9

Bri's POV
In the morning I didn't remember anything. I knew I had too much to drink. I had a massive headache. I didn't want to get out of the bed. Matter of fact, I wasn't. I rolled over and went back to sleep.

"Get your ass up, Nina!" Kayla yelled smacking my butt. I groaned grabbing the cover and covering my face.

"oh, no. get your ass up now. You promised you would come have breakfast with me and my dad!"

My head popped up out of my cover, "was that today?"

She folded her arms, "take a shower. You smell like liquor and regret." I chuckled and got out of my bed. "Why the hell are you naked?" she asked shaking her head.

"mind your business. You came and woke me up."

God, my head was throbbing. I walked to the bathroom, cutting the water on and closing the door.

   The water was hot. It fell on my body and it made me feel a little better. I don't know what happened last night and maybe I didn't want to know. Most of the time when I'm drunk I'm either embarrassing myself, a little too touchy or I won't stop dancing. Either way, at least I know my night was fun.

I washed myself up and my hair. Someone walked in, "I'm coming, Kayla. Jeez." I stated annoyed. Kayla was an impatient person. She wanted this to happen on her time or she would get fussy.

"This isn't Kayla." I opened the shower curtain a little. Not a a lot, but just enough to peek my head out. It was Nathan.

I covered myself up, "what the hell are you doing in here? Cameron has a bathroom you know." I snarked at him.

He nodded, "I know. I was just coming to get some toothpaste. Cameron ran out in his bathroom. Relax." He said dryly then left out.

After the door closed behind him everything came rushing back. The whole argument with Nathan last night. I thought that I would be over it by morning, but god I was so wrong.

I quickly finished showering, grabbing a towel and wrapping myself up. I opened the door and walked back into my room. Kayla was sitting down in my comfy chair. I grabbed a rubber band off my dresser and put my wet hair up into a bun.

I folded my arms and looked at her, "why'd you let Nathan into my bathroom?"

She rolled her eyes, "Kayla, I'm your best friend and for you to think that I wouldn't notice that you and Nathan clearly have something going on is fucking crazy."

I sighed, "what?"

Folding her arms and giving me that look. I sighed in defeat, "okay. We might have kissed some nights ago at this party we had here."

She jumped up and squealed. "do you know what this means? Besaste a Tu Enamorado de la infancia!"

I looked at her, "I took two Spanish classes my whole life. I only got some of that."

She sighed, "you kissed your childhood crush, Bri!"

I sighed. "I know."

She giggled like a teenage girl. "Do you realize that you used to write about him in your diary literally every day?"

I raised my eyebrow, "okay, that sounds a little stalkerish."

She walked closer to me and smiled, "so, what now?"

I shrugged. "Nothing happens now. He's an asshole that's all. We kind of had a big argument last night."

She raised her eyebrow, "what kind of argument could he possibly have with a very intoxicated girl? You could barely get a word out when we were in the car."

I chuckled. "He said he shouldn't have never kissed me and yeah, I guess he pissed me off so much that it sobered me up. I was heated, Kay."

She shook her head, "what a dick."

"Tell me about it."

I didn't know exactly what I would do about the Nathan situation. I was going to try to avoid him. Avoid talking to him, avoid looking at him, even thinking about him, but then again I didn't want to make it too obvious that I was doing that. Cam would catch on and eventually put the puzzle together that something had went down between us. So the plan was to still be friendly, but act nonchalant. If he was going to act like he didn't care, I was going to act like I cared less.

I wasn't going to play his game like all the other girls did. Where they would be heartbroken, asking what they did wrong, and begging for another chance. I was going to treat him like a regular male even though Nathan Campbell was far from it. This was the plan and I planned on sticking to it.

We were at a nice restaurant. Kayla, her dad, and I. Kayla doesn't really talk to her dad a lot he can be a bit overwhelming for her that's why she asked me to come along. We had just got done eating.

"estas trabajando kayla?" He asked her.

She nodded, "si papá estoy trabajando"

I didn't know a lot of Spanish, but I knew enough to figure out what they were talking about.

He stared at her, "dónde? ¿donde estás trabajando?"

She paused for a minute before answering his question, "Un restaurante con Brielle."

His head shot to me. He started chuckling to his self and shaking his head. I knew where this was about to go, but I was hoping that he wouldn't take it there.

Brielle folded her arms, "por favor papá, dime qué es gracioso."

He finished up his laugh, "Estás desperdiciando tu vida sirviendo a otras personas. Te dije que pagaría la escuela por ti. ¿Por qué desperdicias tu vida?"

Kayla stood up, "porque tu dinero siempre viene con el precio. Siempre tengo que hacer lo que dice papá. ¡Ya no, puedes quedarte con tu dinero! No lo necesito." With that being said she stormed away.

I stood up watching after her then I looked back to her father. "You shouldn't treat her like that. She's a good person you know? She's your daughter not your property. You don't get a say so on what she can and can't do with her life. You either support what she wants to do or just leave her the hell alone!"

He stood up, "Mi hija no malgastaría su vida así. Por lo que a mí respecta, no tengo una hija."

We were sitting in the car and Kayla was crying. "It's okay." I pulled her into a hug.

She hugged me back tightly, "I thought he would change Brielle! Like god, I'm his only daughter."

I rubbed her hair, "I know. Sometimes people can only be who they are and I know it sucks, but people are just walking, berating disappointments no matter how much you think it'll be different. It won't."