Isaac Robinson (Currently Being Edited)

Chapter 24

I groaned as I got up, my head hurt like a bitch. I don't remember anything that happened yesterday, but I'm not complaining. It's probably better off that way.

"Finally, you wake up sleeping beauty!" I heard Jonas say as he barged in the room, with a tray of food.

"Wait, what are you doing here?" I question, sitting up as I took the tray he handed me.

"I'm in my house, what else?"  He mocked, just shaking his head as I gave him a look.

"I'm not following.." I stated, grabbing the glass of orange juice.

"Don't ya remember, Robinson? You were hella drunk yesterday. Poor Audrey, you were being hella weird."

I looked up at him, the juice almost going the wrong way as I gulped it down."Weird? What do you mean? What does Audrey have to do with this?"

"Well, I don't know.  I called you, and your drunkass wasn't answering. And she ended up answering your phone. So I came to pick you up, you were one thirsty dude." He laughed.

His laughter cut short though and he walked over to me. "Dude.. Is that lipstick stained on your lips?" He whooped jokingly.

I got up and looked at Jonas' mirror, my almosy eyebrows raising out of my face when I saw lipstick smudged all over my lips.

"Oh shit, shit, shit." I cursed.

"Not to make you feel worse dude, but I think it might've been Audrey you made out with. I mean, you were acting pretty weird with her. You kept trying to kiss her and all that. Lucky for you though your good ol' boy took you back to my place."

Some of my memories slowly started coming back, I started remembering stuff that I wish I could forget. Judging by Jonas' face, I could tell he could tell that I was remembering stuff.

"Damn, dude.. What did you do??" He chuckled.

"Fuck.. This is great.. Just great." My headache felt 100x worse now that I was starting to stress over my wild behavior towards Audrey yestersay.

"Just tell me, it probably isn't that bad-"

"I made out with her."

His eyes widened.

"And, I tried having sex with her." I quickly added.

He was speechless for what felt like an eternity until he finally spoke up.

"Well... At least.. You didn't actually do it?" He asserted trying to calm me down.

"Relax dude, it's no big deal.. You were drunk.. she probably understands.."

"She probably hates my guts!" I countered, sighing in frustration as I went to the bathroom to clean up.

"Isaac.. I guarantee you.. You weren't thAt drunk last night." Jonas tried assuring me.

When I came out of the bathroom, I saw Emma.

"Morning, Isaac." she greeted.

"I heard what my brother said. Don't listen to him. He told me that last night you were singing Chandelier from the top of your lungs but he took you home before you got any crazier and try to swing on an actual chandelier."

I blinked to process everything Emma just said. Did I really-

"Jonas-" I started to say until Jonas shot a glare.

"You little rascal." he snarled.

"What?! That's what you told me." She said as she ran away as Jonas was about to go after her. I stopped him from chasing her.