Adaeze

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I went around the house looking for either Adaeze or Tristan. Whoever I ran into first. Dylan was helping me look too but he's drunk so I don't really trust him to be helpful. He'll probably see any guy dressed in black with shaggy brown hair and think it's Tristan.

I turned the corner and saw Tristan in the kitchen fixing a drink. It was just straight juice.

"Tris!" I shouted.
He looked up and saw me.
"What's up?" he asked when he walked to me.
"I need your keys." I remembered I'd been drinking. "Or you need your keys and you gotta drive me somewhere." I said frantically.
"Why?"
"I need to go to the store."
"For what?" he questioned.
"I'll explain on the way! Can you please just take me to the store?"
"Yea, sure. I guess..." he agreed.
"Cool, I'll meet you at the car when I find Adaeze."
"Alright."

I rushed back around the house looking for her. I saw the back door and figured she could be outside.

I opened it and looked through the crowd.

Adaeze was by the wall talking to Ife.
I rushed over.
"Hey, can we cut this short? We need to go." I stated.
She looked at me.
"Come on." I grabbed her hand.
"Where?!" she asked while I pulled her behind me.
"To the store!"
We made it back inside after I didn't even give her a chance to say bye to Ife.

I pulled her through the house back to the front and left it again.
Tristan sat in the car already.

"Get in." I told her and opened her door.

She climbed in and I shut her door behind her before I got in too.

"Now where are we going?" Tristan asked while he put the car in reverse.
"Anywhere that sells plan Bs."
He looked at me.
"I know. Shut up." I sighed.
He shook his head and drove off.

~

We made it to the only store we could find that was still open after driving around for twenty minutes. But it closes at 2am which was in fifteen minutes so I didn't have a lot of time.

"Stay here." I stated.
I got out and rushed inside.

How soon after do you have to take a plan B for it to work? Are we too late? Can't be. Right?

"Excuse me." I said to the woman at the counter.
She looked up at me.
"Where are your...uh..." I actually couldn't think of a non-invasive way to say it. "Plan Bs?"
"Down that far right aisle." she said.
"Thank you."
I went over to it and started scanning.

I found the box. "Fifty dollars?!"
My hands flew to my face in despair while I groaned.

I better hope my mom cooks for the rest of this week cause if not I'm fucked.

I grabbed the box and a bottle of water then walked back to the register.

She scanned it. "54.70." she stated.
I took out my wallet then remembered I was still in an inmate costume.
Whatever, she knows it's Halloween.

I slid my card in and left it until the machine said I could take it out.

I put it back in my wallet.
"You need a bag?" she asked me.
"No."
"Have a good one."
"Thanks you too." I took my stuff and left the store.

I got back in the car and handed Adaeze the box.
"Take this." I stated.
"What is it?"
"It's so you don't get pregnant."
I heard her immediately start to open the box.

I opened her water bottle for her then gave it to her.

"You just felt like spending $50 tonight or what?" Tristan asked.
"How did you know it was $50?"
"Everyone knows that. It's expensive. That's why you wear a condom. Or pull out." he stated.
"Yea, I'm broke for like the next week." I sighed.
"Good, means you won't do it again."
"The fear made me not wanna do it again. I was having heart palpitations." I stated and he snickered.

"Did you wanna go back to the party or head home?" he asked.
"We gotta get Dylan anyway." I remembered.
"Fuck." He drove out of the parking lot. "He's sleeping on the couch. I don't feel like dropping him off."
"Pretty sure he'd prefer that. If his mom sees the state he's in, she'll kick his ass."

We made it back to the party and I went inside to find Dylan since Tristan was nice enough to abruptly drive me to the store.

I looked around everywhere and was kind of surprised the party was still going on.

I made it to the room in the back that almost everyone was in because it was the biggest. And I saw Dylan and Ife making out on the couch while her legs were over his lap.

He's about to hate me.

I walked over there. "Dyl." I called.
Obviously he didn't hear me. He was too busy swapping tongues.
"Dylan!" I slapped him on the arm.
He looked at me like he was ready to get in a fight.
"Oh, shit, hey man." he smiled like a drunk. "Did you find Tristan?"
"Get up, let's go."
"Bro, I'm busy..." he scoffed. He pulled Ife's face back to him and they started making out again.
I rolled my eyes then grabbed his arm.
He tried his hardest to keep his lips on hers while I pulled him up.

"Get up, asshole." I stated and dragged him away.
"I'll call you!" he told her while I pushed him to the exit.

He was stumbling like he barely knew how to use his legs.

We got back to the car and I pushed him into the backseat.
"Adaeze, sit in the front, mama." I told her.
She got out and went to the front seat. Then I sat next to Dylan in the back.

"WOOOOOOOOOOO!" Dylan shouted before laying his head on the back of the seat.
Me and Tristan laughed at him.
"Dude..." he slapped me on the arm with his eyes closed.
"What, bro?"
"You're not gonna believe this..."
"What?"
"I made out with Ife..." he laughed.
"I believe it because I saw it."
"You saw it?!" He looked at me. "Was it good?"
"How the fuck would I know?"
"You were there. Duh."
"I saw it, I wasn't in it. You fucking idiot."
"Good. That would be the second time you stole the girl I liked." he said and faced the other way.

My eyes widened and I looked at him.

"The second time?" Tristan asked.
"He's drunk." I responded.
"No, I'm not." Dylan slurred. "He took Ad-..."
I covered his mouth with my hand.
He kept trying to speak past it but I held it tight.
"What?" Tristan asked and looked through the rear view mirror.
"Nothing."

I looked back at Dylan and he looked like he fell asleep.
I took my hand off his mouth.