Last First Date

Part 5. Deep wounds

This part turned to be quite long, so I separated it into two.
As I've said this one is my personal favourite, it was incredibly interesting to write it!

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A strong May wind was blowing rare rain drops away from the car's glass, all of my thoughts once again belonged to Noah and no wind could take my worries away. I had no mood for partying or having fun while knowing that he was in need of help and perhaps I was his only saviour. I didn't want to think that our break up could be the reason for his condition, because it made me feel guilty. Guilty for not noticing it and being overwhelmed with my own emotions and problems, after all we were really close to each other back then and I thought I knew him well but apparently it wasn't the truth. However, now I could hardly help, because it was my aunt's birthday. I cared for Noah a lot but she was one of the dearest people in my whole life. I could never put anything above her, but maybe this time I should. There were too many thoughts, my head started to hurt me and I had already felt like going out tonight was a huge mistake.

- Olly! Oliver?! Can you hear me?! - Leah slapped me and I instantly darted my eyes to her, waking up from my pondering

- Ouch! What did you do that for?! - I looked at her angrily while stroking my aching arm

- Ollie, I called out your name for like eternity! What are you thinking of? Are you fine?

- Yes? - I said I unsurely, knowing there were no way I could deceive her, Leah was able to look right trough me

- Don't lie to me - she said strictly. I really hated moments like this, when she started to play an older sister, the least thing I wanted to do was explain anything to someone, because that meant that I also had to immerse myself at these again and I was already as deep at this shit as it was possible.

- Leah, I don't have any mood for bearing your maternal instincts, please, for love of god, stop lecture me, ok?

- You're being very mean, are you aware of that? - she pouted her lips and I felt guilty for talking to her in that way, after all she just really cared about me and wanted to help

- I'm sorry, I'm just really tired - I pointed simply

- Is it about him? - "oh God! Was it really that obvious?"- I thought

- No?

- Ok- was everything she said before facing the window and we continued to slowly heading to the club Ann celebrated her birthday at through heavy traffic of Saturday night

The club was in the very centre of the city, all golden youth gathered here and obviously today wasn't an exception. Everything and everybody looked posh and grand, people danced crazily, laughed and stuffed themselves with all kinds of poison(and since when I had this opinion on drinks and weed)? The place was chaotic, basically, as every club on Saturday, I assumed. Honestly, some months ago I'd been eager to join the crowd of drunk bodies and lost myself in lust and alcohol, however today I didn't feel like that at all. It was a brand new feeling which I liked, there also was one person I could be grateful for that and this person was an utter mess unlike me.

My aunt was talking to a very good-looking, middle-aged man, who apparently was as wealthy as Ann herself judging by his outfit. Approaching them Leah and I came to a decision that he was her new admirer according to the way he looked at her with pure adoration, put her hands in his own and tried to be as close as it was appropriate at the public place, though I don't think anyone would judge them for any sort of intimacy as long as people around us were snogging off each others' faces indecently.