Out of Reach | Mikhaiah

Chapter 21

Disclaimer: This is pure fiction. Any similarities to real people, places, or events are purely coincidental. Read, enjoy, and don't take it too seriously!

- ✦ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 ✦ -

Arisha's POV:

Ugh.

My head hurts. Like, legit, I feel like I got hit by a truck.

And ang weird-no loud alarm clock today? That's a first.

Slowly, I opened my eyes, and-wait, what the hell? Where am I? Whose room is this?!

I looked around, super confused. This is not my room. What happened last night?! I tried to recall, but bro, my mind was so blank.

And then it hit me.

Mikhazra's birthday party.

Last night was crazy. Like, super fun. Everyone was there, the music was loud, the food was amazing, and the drinks? Never-ending.

And me? Well...

I was the literal definition of too much fun.

I groaned, covering my face. Please tell me I didn't do anything embarrassing.

I sat up quickly, panic mode on. I checked myself in the mirror and-OH MY GOD.

My hair? Disaster. My makeup? Ruined beyond saving. My clothes? Crumpled like my dignity.

I look like a mess. No-I am a mess.

And then... parang may nag-unlock sa brain ko.

Flashbacks started coming in. Oh no.

Last night...

The party was wild. Ang daming people, ang saya, and syempre, unli drinks. And me? Of course, I had to go all in.

"Arisha, stop na. You're getting drunk," Gwenora said, giving me that look.

"Chill, Gwen! It's a party! It's Mikhazra's birthday! We celebrate!" I cheered, raising my glass before downing another shot.

And then another.

And another.

And... yeah. That was my downfall.

A few hours later, I was already tipsy, swaying while walking. And guess who had the misfortune of dealing with my drunk self?

Mikhazra.

"Stop it, Grimmy. You're drunk. I'm taking you home."

"NO!" I dramatically pointed at her face, almost poking her eye. "Do you even know how annoying you are?!"

She raised a brow, completely unbothered. "No, Grimmy. I'm not aware."

I scoffed, swaying like an idiot. "Well, let me tell you then!"

I poked her chest. "You are so hot-I hate you!"

Mikhazra smirked. "Oh? So you think I'm hot?"

I gasped. "NO! That's not what I meant!"

"You literally just said it."

"THAT'S NOT THE POINT!" I stomped my foot. "Stop twisting my words!"

Mikhazra just chuckled, clearly enjoying my breakdown. "Tsk. You're so dramatic, Grimmy."

"Ugh! You're so irritating!" I whined, crossing my arms. "Why are you so pretty?! It's unfair!"

Mikhazra shook her head, amused. "You're really something, Grimmy."