Alcohol.
Chapter 5
The night was only starting. People started barbequing, girls
started swimming, and everybody was having fun. I became friends
with a girl named Alicia, who could of been my twin. We were both
short, she was an inch taller than me, and we were both blonde
with blue eyes and a rocking body. She had the idea of going
water skiing. I agreed even though I could barely walk straight.
We both stumbled towards the boat, holding each other for
support. "Maybe we should go tubing, it's a lot less
dangerous." One of the boys we were with
suggested.
"NOOOOOO." Me and Alicia said. Jeff started up the boat
as the guys set up the water skiis.
"Are you sure you guys want to do this?" Jeff
asked.
"It'll be fun! Don't worry." I said. A few
minutes later both skiis were set up. Alicia and I each grabbed
one as the boat sped away. Then, Jeff turned too fast to avoid
hitting another boat, I lost my balance and fell over, hitting my
arm on something. Everything happened fast because then I heard
somebody screaming my name. A few moments later, Jeff had his
arms around me and was helping me towards the boat. The two other
boys on the ship grabbed me and pulled me up, I saw red oozing
from my arm. I looked up and saw Alicia grabbing a towel. I
didn't even see her get back on the boat.Jeff quickly turned
the boat back on and sped towards the shower. Alicia stood by me
and held the towel around my arm. It was the worse pain I had
felt in a while. Once we got to shower someone grabbed a first
aid kid and wrapped my arm up. It was quick and
painless.
"Maybe I should take you home Bree." Jeff
said.
"You don't have to ruin your night for me." I
said.
He shrugged, "You're not. Don't worry. Besides,
you're slurring your words. It's time for you to call it
a night." He gave me a small smile. I nodded and
grabbed my keys and walked towards my car. Jeff grabbed my arm,
"You're not f/ucking driving yourself home." He
said. "You're f/cking drunk."
I looked up at him as he grabbed my keys and dragged me towards
my car, "How are you gonna get home?" I
asked.
He shrugged, "I'll figure it out. I'll have somebody
drive my car back to me." He opened up the passenger door
for me and then walked around towards the drivers seat.
"How do you know where I lived?" I asked as he pulled
into my drive way.
He laughed, "I'm your next door neighboor."
"O." I said. A few minutes later Jeff was helping me up
the stairs. I walked him into my room, "Stay until I finish
getting ready?" I asked.
He shrugged, "Yeah sure. I guess."
I walked into my bathroom and quickly showered and then put on a
sports bra with black, baggy shorts. When I left the room, Jeff
was on the phone, "Yeah bro. Just drive my car back
whenever." He said, "She's back now. Bye." He
smiled at me as I walked towards him.
"Soooo." He said, "I guess I'll get going
now."
"No. Why would you? Spend the night!" I said, feeling
the alcohol making me flirty.
He smiled, "Okay but I don't sleep on the floor."
He said.
"Sleep next to me in bed." I winked at him. "Want
me to get you something to wear?"
He laughed, "Okay yeah get me yoga pants and a sports
bra." He took his shirt off and slipped off his pants, only
to be left in boxers. He smiled at me, "Don't stare to
long." He winked.
"I wasn't staring." I said turning red.
"Sure." He winked again. I pulled up my covers and got
into bed. He got in right next to me.
"Do you do this with every guy you meet?" He asked.
I turned and faced him, "No. You're just
special."
"Oh. Thanks. I know I am. So, why did you move here?"
He asked.
"I got into trouble back in Michigan. My dad found out and
thought it was better if I came and lived with him." I
said.
"Oooo, rebel. What did you get in trouble
for?"
"Alcohol." I said.
I heard him swallow, "You didn't drive did you?" He
asked.
"Noooo. I just had it on me and was drinking it. The cops
went easy when they busted me the first two times, but the third
time I got arrested. Then I got sent away."
"Do you miss Michigan?" He asked.
"Yes. I miss all the sports teams I played on and my friends
and my mom."
"Did you have a boyfriend?"
"No." I said.
He nodded, "Our school has second semester sports try outs
going on in two weeks. You should go for it."
I shrugged, "I don't know. It'll be
awkward."
"No. It won't be. Come be a cheerleader and you can
cheer me on at all my games." He winked at me again.
I turned my back and gave him the silent treatment. A few moments
later I felt his arms at my hips and his lips at my ear, "I
was kidding. But you should try out. You'd love it." I
turned my head so I was face to face with him.
"I'll think about it." I said. He smiled at me.
"So, what sports do you play?" I asked.
"Football, hockey, and soccer. I used to play basketball but
when my sister died, I stopped playing. That was our favorite
sport to play together."
"I'm so sorry. How did she die?" I asked.
I saw him stiffen up, "A drunk driver hit her one day while
she was playing basketball. She was only 9."
I leaned over and kissed him on his cheek, "It's okay.
She's in a better place now."
His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me towards him,
"I know. It still hurts every day." After that moment,
we talked for hours and hours, we both fell asleep around 4 A.M
with his arms still wrapped around my
waist.