I turned around and went to the table, but I knew she would follow me, I downed the rest of my drink and poured another one, she pulled the bottle out of my hand.
-“You are not drinking anything else, and you are leaving”
-“No, I’m not”
-“Yes you are, otherwise I’m sure the police would appreciate being informed about an underage drinking situation.” I looked at her and grabbed the bottle again, drinking straight from it, I wanted to piss her off. “Stop it” she said in a softer tone and grabbed the bottle.
-“I d-don’t w-want to” I stuttered and everything was spinning around me. I closed my eyes and leaned on the table for support.
-“That’s it you are leaving, you are clearly drunk, and you are going to get in trouble” I started walking to the door but I was stumbling and couldn’t see where I was going. I felt a hand grab me from my waist, she helped me out of the bar. When we got out, I smiled at her.
-“Thank you” She eyed me and nodded.
-“How did you get here?”
-“Izzy, but s-she left w-with s-some girl”
-“Izzy?” She raised her eyebrows
-“Isabella”
-“Oh” She said and I leaned against the wall of the club and closed my eyes.
“Well, since your friend left, I can give you a ride home”
-“I c-can take a cab”
-“It’s not safe, what if you pass out at the back seat, or the driver takes advantage of the state you are in” She seemed… worried?
-“Okay then” She came to my side and held me by my waist, I stumbled and felt her grip getting tighter, I turned to look at her and her eyes held a sad look. She helped me into her car and I gave her my address. The ride was silent, and I felt my eyes getting heavy. When we got to my house she got out of the car and opened my door and helped me out.
-“Gentleman” I mumbled and she smirked
-“I am” I rolled my eyes. She grabbed me by the waist again and walked with me to the door. “Uhm, are your parents home?” I looked at her and shook my head no. “shit” she mumbled and I smiled “Uhm, will you be okay on your own?” I shrugged
-“I’ve never gotten d-drunk b-before” I closed my eyes again to stop everything from spinning.
-“Shit, Isabella shouldn’t have left you alone” I got my key out and tried to unlock the door, but I couldn’t. “Let me” She said and took the key from my hand, she opened the door and walked in with me, still holding me from the waist, I was stumbling more and she was struggling to keep me up.
I led her to my room and she stood there as I was grabbing my pj’s.
-“I need to change”
-“Oh, yes sorry” She turned around and I pulled my clothes off and dropped them to the floor, I wore my pj’s and cleared my throat to get her attention, she turned around and took me in.
-“Did you just c-checked me out?”
-“NO” she almost yelled and I chuckled. She helped me into the bed and my stomach made a loud noise. “Do you feel like puking?” She asked clearly worried.
-“No, could you help me call Izzy please?” I gave her my phone and told her my password, she called Izzy and handed me the phone.
-“Bro are you ok? Did you get home safely?”
-“Yes, I’m h-home”
-“Shit you are wasted”
-“Yep”
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Troubled love
RomanceCamilla Thompson, a nineteen-year-old student, is ready to start her last year in school, hoping to have as much fun as she can with her friends. Danielle Miller, is the new English teacher, who's not to be messed with. What happens when the new st...
