Late Night Writes (One Shot Collection)

Perfection Isn't Real (Megan's POV from The Perfection Quotient, Deleted)

One-Shot for The Perfection Quotient, dedicated to all the readers I've disappointed by deleting this book, maybe I'll gather enough inspiration in the future to rewrite and complete it. Until then, let this be your closure to the story of Megan and Kade #megade

Perfection Isn't Real

"What do you mean you're under so much pressure?" Kade asks as he leans against a brick wall.

I'd just found him outside, it's graduation night. Liv's parents decided to throw a party and we had our share of fun after graduation. We decided to invite some friends and family around seven.

After a little while I was talking to Parker, who I've been hanging around recently about something random when I got pushed into him and when I looked over to Liv she was talking to Kade.

He stood emotionless and glanced over at Adrian, which only fueled his anger and stormed outside.

"The pressure to be perfect!" I huff

My bangs fall over my face, he just doesn't get it. Nobody gets it.

"Pressure? You're freaking perfect? What pressure is in that?" he yells.

Looking at his hand, he's clenching a paper bag.

"Kade," I look up to him.

"What?" he spits out.

"You can't keep drinking like this-" I tell him and reach out for the bottle I know that's in his hand.

"Look Megan you don't have to tell me how to live me life! You're perfect I get it, you're too perfect for me! You're too forgiving, too selfless, and you care too much about some worthless guy like me!" Kade says looking at me briefly and then downing the rest of the bottle and smashing it on the ground.

"It's gone okay?" he angrily says before leaving me outside in the cold, slamming the door in the process.

Leaning against the same wall, I slide down not caring about the fact that I'm wearing a dress and heels. Probably messing up my outfit and hair in more ways than ten.
I'm just frustrated with Kade. It's like he's purposely messing with my head. And I've been too foolish to think that he would actually go for a girl like me. He needs someone who can keep up with him. Not a goody goody two shoes who can't even handle a conversation without him walking away.

I wish I could just help him from drinking his life away. What is it about alcohol that he enjoys so much of?

I see Liv walk outside and look both ways before spotting me.

"Hey, you okay?" Liv asks kneeling.

She's dressed in a black and white polka dotted dress with black tights and some white flats. With her hair tied up in a ponytail with a couple streaks of blue which her and Jake both decided to do prior to the party.

"Why is your cousin so confusing?" I ask and lean against the wall.

"Kade's being Kade, come on let's get you inside it's cold," Liv says and helps me up.

Walking back inside it's a pretty laid back party, nobody's drinking alcohol except for the occasional member of Liv's, Elle's, or my own family. But of course I spot Kade sitting by the fireplace drinking from a red cup.

Shaking my head I tell Liv I'm going to get a drink and she tells me I know where to find her. Smiling, I head to the kitchen and get a red cup myself. Going into the fridge I get a bottle and pour whatever's inside my cup. Grabbing some fruit juice I pour that in too and swish it around.

I've had wine before but nothing like this.

But I've got to try it.

Drinking some I feel my adrenaline pumping, something different, something addicting.