Chapter 25

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Drunken Disaster

Part 2

Small TW

Finn's POV:

I grab the first shirt I see in my dresser, taking off the vodka scented vomit shirt I just had on and dumping it into my wash basket. Keeping a mental note that after I get Sadie sorted, I'm going to have to dump that into the machine or else my room is going to wreak.

I make my way back into my bathroom to see Sadie slurring random words to jack. Jack turns around if shrugs his shoulders. I huff and take over from where jack was squatted.

"Sade's you're going to need a shower okay?" I say softly.

She bursts out laughing, causing jack to chuckle. I turn around and give him a stern look.

"I- sorry." He says, looking away awkwardly.

I turn and face Sadie again.

"Sillyyyy Finnie!" She giggles, pinching my teeth.

"Yup, aha, that's me." I say back nervously.

She looks at me with her droopy, intoxicated eyes.

"Okay, Sadie I'm going to help you stand up." I say soft, but also stern.

"Okay." She mumbles.

I stand up, grabbing just under her armpits and lifting her to a stance. She wobbles as she reaches her feet. I wrap one of her arms around me as I help her stumble to the shower.

"Jack," I say, not even looking at him.

"I- I'll be in your room." He says, quickly leaving.

I turn back around to Sadie. I feel like shit doing this to her, she's shitfaced drunk and I'm about to basically strip her. I shouldn't. no. I can't.

"I need help." She quietly slurs as she tries lifting her shirt above her head.

'U- uh yeah." I nervously stutter, assisting her.

She stands in front of me in just mini shorts and a bra. I slightly turn my head as she wobblily takes of her shorts and bra. And her underwear. I see her start fidgeting and taking off her bra, in which I turn. my head the other way

"Hey, nothing you haven't seen before." She winks, followed by a giggle as she stumbles into the shower.

My eyes widen at her words, not what I was expecting to be honest. I turn the water on for her, making sure it isn't too cold or hot.

"I'll keep the door slightly open; I'll just be in my room." I say loud enough for her to hear over the sound of the water.

"MH." I lightly hear her say.

I nod my head and walk out the bathroom, leaving the door slightly open behind me.

"So, how is she?" Jack asks, spinning on my desk chair.

I let out a sigh as I sit on the bed.

"It's fine now, because she's still drunk," I begin.

"But..." Jack adds.

"You know what happened last time she hit that, I guess, downfall."

"Oh, you recon she'll..." He trails.

"I think so especially after her mum, Caleb and her attempt it's um,"

"I'll be here too you know." Jack says sincerely.

Jack and Sadie are super close, I would say closer than her and Noah to be honest, but they just don't see each other all the time. They got close, like a brother sister bond when me and her started getting close and it's been the same ever since. He portably knows more about Sadie than what I know or what she even knows to be fair. She was always too scared to worry me, I understand but, I don't get why.

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