Something Between Us ✔

28| A Jerk Between Us

28. A Jerk Between Us

"It's better to be a weapon rather than to have a weapon. "

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I wish I hadn't come. Claire wanted me to be with her because she didn't want to be alone at the party with the guys, not that she didn't trust them. She did. But I really shouldn't have come. She was perfectly fine without me.

I didn't know where she was. Knowing her, she was probably too drunk out of her sense by now. Others too have dispersed into the house. I didn't see Sam, Josh and Tyler again in the party. Maybe they are upstairs occupying a room with a girl each. I didn't really know, neither wanted to. Jake came a few times to grab a drink and smiled politely at me. He was just so sweet. I couldn't believe Claire would choose Jesse over Jake. I despised Jesse Winters. I felt like Claire was being used. Jesse had always been physical with her. I wouldn't be surprised if she tells me that their bodies talk more than their mouths. Jesse freaking fuckboy Winters.

And not even Brian was here. Gemma dragged him with her to God knows where and I didn't have any idea where my other friends are. I was all by myself at the bar. I have been here for almost half an hour and I was in no mood to go elsewhere. I had been drinking a lot of fruit punch and Pepsi to the point that my stomach was full of it. I might need to visit the bathroom soon.

I slammed my fourth glass of fruit punch on the bar counter. I couldn't handle this anymore. My bladder, it seemed will burst any second if I didn't relieve myself of the unbearable pressure building in it. I jumped out from the chair on which I had been sitting for half an hour and sprinted into the crowd. I pushed away drunk people grinding against each other from my path. They didn't even notice they had been pushed. They continued on with their dance, not paying attention to where they were going. Some of them stumbled over each other, got up again and continued on with their monkey dance.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the party was suffocating me. There was poor lighting in the room due to which I couldn't make out anyone familiar. The air smelled like alcohol and smoke from cigarettes. It was hot too. The people who were dancing were all covered in sweat and I cringed away from them as I felt my skin brush against their sweaty body. Ew.

There was a dark hallway in front of me. It was even more darker than the room. But I didn't want to be anywhere near the dancing heap of sweaty bodies. Once I was in the hallway, I took a deep breath and fanned the air around me. The air was hot here and even I was beginning to sweat. The hallway was empty, which I was thankful for. There were not many people there, except a few passed out people lying on the floor and a girl crying near the corner. I didn't know who she was. She was crying silently, not paying attention to me at all. I wasn't sure if she would appreciate me meddling into her business so I didn't approach her.

There were many rooms here and all were closed. The moans and screams emitting from the rooms told me what was going on inside and I walked away from there in disgust.

There was a staircase at the end of the hallway and I assumed the bathrooms might be there. I walked past girls who were smoking, waving off the smoke coming off from them. I would never go to a party again.

Thankfully, I saw the bathroom just on top of the staircase. By this time, I couldn't control my bladder anymore so dashed into the bathroom. There was nobody in there. After a minute or two minutes, I opened the door of the bathroom stall. Ah, now I felt feather light.

I turned on the faucet and washed my hands. I felt my phone vibrate in my purse and I quickly grabbed it. Brian was calling me. I picked it up.

"Brooke, where are you?! You're not here at the bar. Are you okay? Just tell me where you are, I-"