The Outcast

Chapter Eleven

I kept on with the story from my perspective as I change into some fresh clothes. "Like Wyatt didn't say anything. Like I thought we were best friends...shouldn't they stick up for each other?"

"Well yeah. But we're talking about Wyatt here."

"Right so I'm not exaggerating by being mad at him for that...am I?"

"No not really."

"Yeah! Anyways I'm going to go for a walk...maybe to the bar...get a little drunk. Wanna come with?"

"Nah. Ty is going to pick me up and we're going to go out."

"Okay cool." I grab my purse, "You guys have fun." I head out the door and walk by Ty.

"Hey Ty."

"Hey Em what's up girl?" He asks, Ty is Clara's boyfriend they got together a while ago in one of her classes.

"Nothin much, just going to drink my sorrows away."

"I see, well don't go to heavy." He tells me.

"Can't keep any promises." I chuckle he laughs as I turn around and continue walking.

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"Can I get a Beer please." I ask the bar tender.

"Yes ma'am." He goes and opens a clear fridge and hands me it. I take a sip of the cold liquid and it burns the back of my throat.

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A drink later I get another and take a sip.

A man sits down beside me, "Never took you as a beer drinker. Thought you were more of the fruity type." I look over at him, "Carl....don't you ever go away..."

"Nope."

"If I threw a stick, you'd leave, right?"

"Ha! Nice. But nope."

"Ugh." I let my head hit the counter. I sigh and breathe in a deep breath. And lift my head up, "I'd tell you to go fuck yourself, but that would be cruel and unusual punishment."

"Ouch." He smirks, "That hit me deep." He tells me putting a hand on his heart.

"Deeper than that black soul of yours."

"So deep." He says in a sexual women voice

"No. No don't do that. Don't make this battle sexual."

He chuckles, "Why not? it's fun."

"I'm trying my absolute hardest to see things from your perspective, but I just can't get my head that far up my ass."

He starts bursting out laughing hitting the table once. I can't help but break a little smile and soon enough I start laughing with him.

A few minutes later we die down and wipe the tears away. "You good that those."

"Why thank you."

I finish my second beer and Carl takes it. "Can you get a Bone Dry Martini for the lady. On me."

"Carl you-"

"Nope don't say it. Have you tried a Bone Dry Martini before?"

"Uh no actually. I do like fruity drinks but I just grew up with having beer in the refrigerator. My dad loved it. And he actually gave me a sip before when I was 11 surprisingly I liked it. Most kids just sip it out."

"Well this is going to be better then beer." He tells me as he pays the bar tender.

"Okay this is going to be my last drink then I'm out. Hold on a second I gotta pay for.." I pause a little trying to find my wallet. I find it and grab the leathered rectangle. "..my beers." I get the exact change out and give it to the man. "Okay!"

He slides the drink over to me, "You ready?"

"Yes I am." I lift the drink to my lips and take a sip. It burns a lot stronger then the beer but it has a nice fruitful tang. "Mm that is good." I take a another sip. "I wanna saver it but it's just...so..fruity tang."

"Just down it if you want to I'm just happy that you're enjoying it."

I down the rest of it. "Okay. Now I have to go." I tell him putting the cup down and he slides me a napkin with writing on it. "What's this?" I take it.

"My number."

I flip it around seeing his number. "Well, well. Take it that you like me."

"From the very start."

I giggle, "Well Thank you for the drink Carl, Carrrl what?"

"Carl Johansson."

"That's wonderful last name." I tell I'm feeling a little out of it. "Well Carl Johansson thank you for a lovely night. I will keep this," I show him the napkin and put it in my pocket. "There now it's safe in here." I smile

I get off the stool and a wash of numbness falls on me. "Phew head rush." I go to walk but my one leg seemed to not want to move causing me to clumsily stumble. I feel strong arms around me. "Maybe I shouldn't have gave you that cocktail." I chuckle

"Sorry my fault." He chuckles

Dizzyness washes over me again and my head pounds. I squeeze my eyes shut. "Okay how how I drive you back probably safer."

"Alcohol shouldn't work this fast though right?!"

"Well you did have three beers."

"But I've had more then that and I was fine. I even drove home."

"Well let's get you some air." Carl tells me.

"Okay." He holds me up by putting my arm around the back of his neck.

We get out the bar and I more stumble. Dizzyness washes over me, my head grows foggy. I close my eyes and lean into Carl more.

"You okay?" He asks

"Yeah...just really tired I guess."

"Better get you to your Dorm." He tells me.

I nod slowly. The world spins and I lean against his chest, I feel my eyes roll back and everything darkens.

Wyatt's P.O.V

I was at a table at a bar when I saw her. Through the afternoon I watched as she laughed with a man. He turns his head and I recognized him. "She's with that idiot? Pfft." I take a swig of my whiskey and set the glass on the wooden table.

I watched as she laughed with him and he bought her a drink. I roll my eyes. Then I see it. He drops a white pill in her drink. I straighten up in my seat and get up quickly grabbing my jacket. I start to walk over but hit a man's shoulder.

"Hey watch where your going mate." He pushes me back making me stumble into someone's table.

"Hey mate I don't want any trouble." I tell him putting my hands up.

"Next time watch where that arse of your is going." I hits my shoulder with his hand and walks away.

I look to see that there gone. "Crap."