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Chapter 14 : Jordan

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I groaned stuffing my face in my pillow. Wait! My pillow? I peeked at where I was and I was indeed in my room. How did I get here? I sat up and held my head instinctively. Wow, I forgot that getting drunk sucks the next morning. I threw the sheets off of me and stumbled to my bathroom. I felt around for the light switch on the wall and flicked it on. I flinched and blocked my eyes from the light. The pounding was getting worse now that I was standing up.

I grabbed some Advil, turned the water on and cupped my hands so I drank it down. I flicked the light off and stumbled out of the bathroom. I rubbed my eyes and started stretching then I tripped.

I groaned rolling onto my back. I threw my arm over my eyes, trying to calm the pounding. I tripped over my blanket, I never did anything wrong to it! Wait, how did I come home last night? What happened last night? Wait, was it even morning? I peeked one eye open at my window and didn't see any light streaming through.

I stood up slowly and pushed my curtains back. The sky was a light blue telling me the sun was just starting to come up.

I held my head and started walking out and down the hall. I walked down the stairs so slow I wondered if old people would be passing me right now. I looked in the living room and kitchen to see if anybody was up but no one was there. I heard rumbling and looked through the living room curtains. A car pulled up and parked. I couldn't place the car, it could very easily be one of Bennett's.

I grabbed the blanket off the couch and walked out while wrapping it around me. As I neared the car I could hear the car either locking or unlocking. I pulled on the handle and opened the door. Okay, it was to unlock the door. I looked in and saw Bennett sitting there. He looked tired, like a mess, and.. I can't explain it. I climbed in and closed the door. He locked it as soon as the door closed.

We stared at each other. He looked like he had been pulling at his hair and he was wearing the same clothes he was wearing when I left last night.

"How'd I get home?" I couldn't stand the silence and I really want to know. Plus I'm hoping it will trigger my memory of last night.

He sighed, "Jordan brought you home." He watched me from the corner of his eye. I was confused. I thought Jordan was mad at me, why would he drop me off?

"Then how did I get in my bed?" I looked at him.

He leaned his head against the headrest, "Jordan put you in your room."

Wait. Back it up. I thought he was mad at me. Why would he bring me home and put me in bed? My hands shot up to my head.

Tyler gripped my hand pulling me in. It was so hot in here. The dancing was starting to get to me but the drinks were helping. He whispered something in my ear but I couldn't hear him. The music was so loud and my head was pounding I couldn't have heard him if I wanted to. I leaned forward, "What!"

He smiled, shaking his head before continuing his weird dance moves. I smiled, shrugged it off and went back to dancing. Everything seemed like it was vibrating and moving with me. Someone grabbed my arm and started pulling me away from Tyler. Everything was hazy. I felt like I was watching everyone in slow motion. The person brought me to the kitchen and I could see who it was now.

"Brenn!" I whined. "I was dancing!"

She rolled her eyes, "You're drunk."

I gasped, "I'm nooot drunk!"

"Try standing up straight." I stood up but stumbled and grabbed onto the counter.

"Hey, that doesn't count." I pointed my index finger at her.