Twins 3//Hayes Grier

Chapter 33 (the party pt 2)

Dallas' POV

Later in the night

I'm waisted. Way gone. Theres no turning back. I can't even walk three centimeters without wobbling. "HAYES!" I giggled, I saw him walk towards me, "Dallas your waisted off your ass, you should go to sleep" he said worridly, "Hayes you should shut your damn mouth and get a drink" I slurred,  "were gonna play truth or dare if you want to come" Izzy said. Damn am I the only one here waisted. Taylor (Caniff) walked past wobbling lightly. Nope. You know what? Before I ever met Chad and fell in love with him, I should've at least bangged Shawn. Looking at them now makes me regret ever rejecting Cameron.

Hayes and I joined the circle of our friends. Blue and Nash were outside of the group making out. "Dallas. You came to join us" Haylia cheered, we're all waisted, but Hayes. "Dallas truth or dare" Matt asked, his arm drapped over Naomi. "Truth" I said, "pussy!" Taylor (Caniff) called, "fuck you!" I shouted, hayes laughed. "Is it true you would've banged one of us" Matt asked, THAT KID IS A MIND READER. "Hell yeah" I smiled, Chad had is arm around my waist, I'm super honest when I'm drunk. Fuck me. "Would you still?" I heard Carter, "hell no" I laughed, "why not" Gilinsky, because your all fucking sex gods, "becauze I'm happily married" I smiled.

An hour had passed and we are still huddled in the same group playing the same damn game. The difference? Hayes is waisted. Hell were all waisted. "Dare" I shouted, "I dare you to kiss Skylar" Taylor (Caniff) said, I looked over to Chad. I don't care how drunk I am, I'm not cheating on him. "Go ahead" he half whispered half slurred. I planted my lips on Skylar's quick and pulled them away quick. "Dayum!" Nash hollered standing above me, I looked up to him smiling. I sat cross legged between Chad and Naomi. Nash looked down on me and was smiling big at me. He bent down and kissed my cheek, "I love you Dallas, you will always be my little angel" he smiled, "and you'll always be my poo bear" I said half falling asleep, "EXCUSE ME! BITCH YOU CANT TAKE MY DAMN PLACE I WILL CUT YOU! YOU BASIC WHITE BITCH!" Hayes yelled. He was always funny drunk.

Next morning

I'm still wondering how I woke up half naked next to Nash. Wait. I looked to my right, Hayes was stripped to his boxers. Oh my god! That's ancestry. Ewwwww! Blah! Oh my god! Nasty. I had hickies on my neck. EWWWW! Hayes groaned next to me. I almost vomited on him. "Dallas" he groaned, "Hayes. What happened last night" I asked worried. "You and Chad were making out in like the corner while we were play truth or dare, and Kaleigh ΠA/N sorry if I spelt it wrongΠ was walking past, she tripped and spilt her drink on you. You almost killed her. If it wasn't for me and Nash, she would be dead" be chuckled, I sighed, nothing happened, that helps my spinning stomach. "Why are we sleeping in the same bed half naked" I asked, "believe it or not but we all started in different beds" he said. Nash groaned and looked over to us. "Ow" he cried. I laughed and groaned after. He got up and put on his pants and shirt and left the room, "why don't you get dressed" hayes said standing over me, fully clothed, "grab me some PJs I wanna go back to sleep" I groaned.

Hayes' POV

Dallas is out like a light. I remember falling aslseep next to Carter on the living room floor and waking up next to Dallas. In my boxers. I feel so weird. Nash was the only sober person left besides Blue. He should know. I caught up with him in the kitchen. "No" he said, "what" I asked, I didn't even know what I was going to ask. "We didn't touch Dallas. She didn't touch us. You remember when we were kids, when we would go to bed laying together in just our underwear. Before you were five and I was eight. Dallas was always in the middle, I was always to her right, you always to her left. She said she wouldn't go to sleep unless we did that again. I fought, and argued with her, eventually at 5 in the morning, I agreed told her we would do it, as long as we got separate blankets" he said, I sighed with relief. Dallas came into kitchen looking like a monster. "Advil, something for this damn headache please" she whined, Nash laid out the medicine and water like he knew this was gonna happen. I wrapped my arms tight around Nash, "why didn't I ever see how good of a brother you are" I asked. He slowly patted my back, "alright Hayes, enough" he laughed.

Next day

Dallas' POV

Not being happy is never a bad thing. Not being happy meant you could feel other emotions than just happiness. Like love, sadness, heart break, excitement, ect. Nothing was never 'not good' like being bullied. Yeah its not the best, but think about it. In the end, your stronger, broken but can be fixed, less confident but can be fixed, alone but can be fixed. Everything can be fixed, even grief. Everything and everyone has a meaning in this world, it doesn't matter what others say it shouldn't matter anyways. People say it gets better it honestly does. They only know from experience. It doesn't matter what you did wrong as long as you and others know the truth.

That's why, to night on this cold december night, I took my life. Why I took my teenage years and a washed them. Why I took the pills for my depression for my mothers death. Why I Dallas Nikole Grier, am a Grier, why I was plant on this earth in the arms of a loving family. So I could kill my old ways, old life, no going back to the memories, the pain, only the future. I only wake up tomorrow as a strong, loving, caring person. Why tomorrow I don't just exist. Why I will make a difference. In the future, whenever, I will be finding the girls who slashed up my life, ripped my cockiness, sass, and confidence into pieces and I'm going to put them away for life.

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Fact: you matter

A/N: well that shit got fucking deep. But Dallas' thoughts are me telling you that you matter but also making into go with the book. No she didn't commit suicide if you were confused. What I mean is she killed off all connection to extra pain from the wounds the girls left.

I'm to smart for my own mind

I love y'all. Peace Twinsers