"Howareyoufeeling?" I slurred.
"Very good," she said slowly. I reached for the bottle that was behind her and took another sip. She grabbed it from me and did the same. It was only 9 o'clock and I was already very drunk. I could've and should've stopped but I didn't want to. We continued to chat again and pass the bottle between the two of us.
More hours went by. This was the longest time August and I had gone without arguing this whole week. Clearly, we should've gotten drunk together sooner. My phone began buzzing against the wood, causing the whole structure to feel the vibrations. I grabbed my phone and answered it. It was Wren.
"Hello?" I slurred. Wren sobbed into the phone. Shit. Something had happened.
Eliza? Oh my god. She sobbed.
"What happened?" I asked, starting to be concerned.
Okay. Sorry to burden you but a lot. A lot has happened.
"Tell me, Wren, I am here." I said slowly. I probably didn't make sense. I was slurring so much and could barely form a sentence.
Okay, I just want to vent. You might want to come and comfort me after, but I just want to be alone for tonight. Anyways, at the hangout. Christina had started talking about Miles a lot. And he is gay. Which I don't care. But Elijah had been sleeping with him! Christina was saying that Elijah is gay and now I'm just doubting our whole relationship this is terrible. And she told us all of this and a lot of the girls were mad because they had all slept with Miles or Elijah or both and they are all hurt too because they had been used since they are gay and not even into women. This is not good. Everything is going wrong. Ugh, I'm sorry. I am going to bed now. I will talk to you tomorrow. Oh also! James is going to feel so embarrassed and angry too. I got to go. Bye. Wren then hung up. I was shocked. Christina had lied. Miles was pansexual and Elijah was... I don't know what Elijah was. I needed to text her back. I quickly sent Wren a message. I also needed to text Miles and warn him.
Eliza: Miles ain't bay Wren he is Pam. Also, Elongated is probably bi. Don't text elimG gef. I need to talk to Miles firzg.
My texts kept sending green. I was so annoyed. Wren was going to be all upset and for nothing. Well, she should be upset at the amount of times Elijah had cheated but I already knew she wasn't. I continued to stress about Wren. August grabbed my phone from my hand.
"Eliza, there is nothing you can do now. It is ok. Let Wren sleep on it and tomorrow she will probably be fine." She whispered and leaned in. She kissed my shoulders. She must've heard the call. My head hurt and I felt nauseous, so I listened to her.
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I woke up to the sound of a loud bird. I opened my eyes and stared up at the wooden roof over my head. There was a bird in the tree that kept squawking. I wanted to smack it to the ground. Everything hurt. Internally and externally. My back and neck ached from sleeping in the tree house and my head ached from the alcohol. I felt so nauseous laying here I had to sit up. I quickly rushed to the edge of the treehouse and vomited over the side. August was still asleep. I started to wonder what time it was. The sun was up above so it had to be late in the morning. I grabbed for my phone. It was dead. I groaned and looked for August's phone. I finally found it and fortunately it still had 24%. It was 10:30. I couldn't believe I had slept so late in a tree with no blinds. Clearly, I had been drunker than I thought. I didn't want to wake August, but I didn't just want to sit here with nothing to do. I looked for my clothes to put on. I was confused as to why I hadn't been cold last night. The nights were now cold because of the fall and I had not been wearing anything. I was clearly very very drunk. I finally found my clothes and pulled them on. I climbed down the tree to go pee in a bush.
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