Blame It On Fate

CHAPTER 11

He doesn't drink?

That means, the night he came to my room he was sober?

He's confusing me?

"Are you going stand here all night, Elyse?" Natalie came out of her room and questioned me.

"Uh no, I was just thinking about something. I'll head to my room." I said.

"Why do you sound so confused?"

"Maybe I am."

"Have a good night's sleep, Elyse, you need it."

"I hardly think I'll be able to sleep for another fortnight."

"And whatever may the reason for that be?"

"Tristan doesn't drink." I said.

"Oh, he says that when he's drunk. Trust me. And why are confused about that?" Natalie scoffed.

"The other night, he came drunk in my room and we kinda kissed?"

"Freaking chicken nuggets! Really?"

"Are you sure those are the words you're supposed to use, Nat?

"Who cares about their vocabulary at this moment? Tell me more."

"Yeah, you aren't sleepy now? Cause you just kicked us out for that."

"I am, but I can lose some sleep for a piece of interesting gossip."

"You shall wait for tomorrow. Good night Natalie." I said and rushed towards my room.

Natalie was saying something but I was too lost in my thoughts to even pay a thought about what she was saying.

What if he doesn't drink?

Or like what if he's an alcoholic?

Sophie! I have to call Sophie.

I always call her late at night, she's pretty much going to kill me, either way I have to call her cause I have to show her my ball dress as well. I bet she's going to love it.

Without any delay I video called her.

She received in 2 rings,

"Hey Soph." I said.

"Heyy, gurll, you don't sound so good. What's wrong?"

"I'm confused Soph."

"Why?"

"It's Tristan, today he said that he didn't drink, practically whispered in my ear and when I told Natalie about it she said he says that when he's drunk."

"Oh no! Fucking hell! Just recall the night he came to your room, did he seem drunk?"

"Pretty much." I recalled.

"Did he say that he did not drink?"

"I told you I Don't Drink" Tristan's words rung in my mind.

"He did." I admitted.

"Are you sure he wasn't drunk back then?"

"He reeked of alcohol."

"Then he must be drunk today as well."

"No but what if it was something that smelled like alcohol?"

"Are you stupid Elyse? That doesn't make sense."

"It does.."

"El, Natalie is probably right. He never talks to you when he's sober, so yeah he was drunk today as well."