He then meets his eyes to mine and they get droopier as he sees my stare.

I then feel his hand lock around my wrist stopping my movements.

"Rose stop your drunk."

"So are you." I point out.

I don't see the problem here.

He nods his head, "Yeah but the difference is, you'll regret it in the morning."

I sigh remembering how fucking stupid I was being.
God I'm never drinking again.
Who knew I'd be so horny.

And I mean what was I even thinking? I'm underage to be getting too drunk like that.

I hope he doesn't remember because I am still mad at him.

He hasn't talked to me about anything and from some reason now I feel so distant from him.
He's so closed off.
Then again I am too.
I guess we both lack communication skills which is more part of the reason why I can never be with Eddie Munson.

I throw the covers off of my body slowly getting up. If I get up too fast I'll probably black out and fall down.

We can't have that.

I walk to the door sluggishly opening it.
I notice that everyone else must be sleeping judging by the quietness.

I walk over towards the bathroom down the hall.
I need to pee and brush my teeth.
Because I finally brought my toothbrush with me.

I've never been so excited to brush my teeth in my entire life.

I walk inside the bathroom stopping by the mirror, I don't look as bad as I thought I would.
My hair is just fucked up and my face is puffy.

I grab Steve's brush and I begin to brush my hair out.

I look at myself in the mirror and I also notice that this is not the shirt I was wearing.

This is Eddie's white shirt.

I begin to take off my pants and top eager to jump inside the water.

Once my top and everything else is off I'm about to jump in with Robin and Nancy but I feel hands wrap around my waist and I'm being pulled into someone.

Before I can react or get this person off of me, I'm being pulled into the water in the hands of someone.

I feel my body hit the cold water and the hands that held me above the surface are still holding onto my waist, I pull the person's hands off of me swimming up to the surface.

I instantly open my eyes to see that it was Eddie who pulled me in with him.

"What the hell is your problem Eddie!?" I yell.

Why would he do that?
If he thinks that it was funny it personally to me was not.

I look to him waiting for an answer but he seems just as confused as me.
He shakes his head pinching his eyes shut.

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