Silence Is His Favourite Song

Chapter 23

Max's pov

I woke up today feeling very disoriented and confused, I had a dream about the party that I somehow kissed Debra and that's what made me shoot up in bed despite my headache

"No no no no no no! " I said horrified as all the memories came back to me in pieces

I was at the kitchen drinking

Brittney tried to kiss me

I dropped my drink

I pushed her awa- wait .....

I dropped my drink!

Someone must've spiked my drink and I had no doubt that Debra had a hand in this

Fuck! I rubbed my face frustrated with myself. How could I be so stupid to let that happen? What would Veronica think?

Veronica.....

My heart clenched at the thought of her leaving me.

Just then I got a text from an unknown number and I picked up my phone

As I opened the text I saw at least 7 pictures of myself kissing Debra and my phone dropped and so did my heart when I read the caption

I had fun Max, can't wait til your girlfriend sees this

No no no this couldn't be happening. This was her plan all along

I got another text from that number,

Unknown: I know you know it's me so let's get to the point, I give you two months to break up with her and get back together with me or I'll send her these lovely pictures of us

Me: You're a sick bitch. I'll never get back with you Debra

Unknown: You have two months babe, enjoy it while it lasts

I blocked her and deleted the chat and the pictures. I was officially screwed. I was panicking and I didn't have any idea what I was going to do about this. I couldn't tell Veronica, she wouldn't believe me, would she?

I rushed out of bed and brushed my teeth and ran out of the house without showering or combing my hair, I realized her front door was locked from the inside so I went to my room window and jumped from my balcony to hers and entered her room to see her awake

She was staring at me in confusion which then gave way to worry as she took in my appearance

"Max is everything okay? You look like you've seen a ghost " she looked at me with concern

At that point I couldn't bring myself to tell her, I just knew she'd hate me but I wanted to at least try something, to know for sure

I scratched the back of my neck nervously

"I uh, need your advice on something " I said quietly

"Oh okay. What is it? " she said, the worry slowly dissipated replaced by curiosity

"Uh, well a friend of mine got into a pretty messed up situation " I started

"Go on " she urged

"Well he went to a club with his girlfriend, and while they were apart, he was drinking, not to the point where he could get drunk, but according to him, he dropped his drink to try to get away from a slut who was trying to kiss him. Then after that he picked up his drink and kept drinking until he noticed that the color had changed and it didn't taste the same. He thinks someone spiked his drink because he said his vision got blurry and his ex came along and forced herself on him and kissed him. He tried to push her away and eventually did but..... " she cut me off