Rapunzel POV
I could hardly move. My stomach was stuffed with nearly everything Eret had set out and I was afraid that if I moved I'd end up throwing it all up. People would probably blame the alcohol that I'm pretending to drink. It's really water, but they don't know that, except for Anna. I made sure she got some too. Elsa, their parents, and my parents would kill me if I let Anna drink alcohol. Lucky for them, I'd never let that happen. They're also lucky that Anna is smarter than that.
I just wish she was smart enough to know that her sister truly does, with all her heart, love her.
"I don't know," she had told me as we got our food earlier, "I definitely feel that things are finally, but slowly changing between Elsa and I for the better, and I'm so happy about that, but I feel like she doesn't trust me. Do I really look like I'd drink or do drugs? Our parents and yours, especially your father, have told us the dangers of drinking and doing drugs so many times that I can quote them word for word backwards."
"Well, Anna," I had said, being completely honest with her. "Can you really blame her? You're a very curious person and you're 15. Curious teenagers are sometimes easily persuaded, peer pressure can really get to you. She's just worried. It means she cares and is doing her job as your older sister. This is after all both yours and hers first high school party. Crazy things can happen."
"I know, I know," Anna had replied, sighing. "But still." She then smiles, brightly. "It is nice though. Seeing her worry. Knowing that she cares."
"She's always cared," I had said, making sure she knew. I didn't like how she made it seem that Elsa never cared for her. However, I know that's how she sees it because of Elsa shutting herself out. I would have thought the same if I was in Anna's shoes.
"She had a weird way of showing it," Anna had replied under her breath, but I heard it perfectly clear.
Instead of responding, I had said nothing--I didn't know what to say--gathered the rest of my food on my plate, and led Anna to a place to eat. The only available place to eat was on the top second floor, which is the designated eating area. No eating whatsoever on the first floor. Drinking and dancing is allowed though. Eret has always made it that way. People dance on the second floor too, but it's not as many. Other than eating and dancing, the second floor is also the designated gaming area. It's like an arcade.
Astrid and Merida were playing Mario Kart when Anna and I had made it upstairs, and of course the two of them released many curse words at each other as they competed. A small crowd was around the couch they sat in, Hiccup and Kristoff included, watching intensely, and the money that I saw in the hands of the multiple individuals who were watching told me that there was even an actual bet going on.
Watching them and eating was what Anna and I did for the next 30 or so minutes, and as I mentioned earlier, I can hardly move.
But of course, my bladder had other plans.
"Be right back," I tell Anna, who was watching the race between our two friends so intensely that I don't think I even saw her blink.
"Oki doki," she says, still not looking at me and I left without another word.
The master bedroom is the only bedroom that has a bathroom built inside the room, so I don't have to use either of the two extra bathrooms that probably have long lines due to drunkies, druggies, or lusties occupying them. However, the problem that I'm currently seeing right now as I walk passed it to find Eret's key, which is hidden in the plant he has at the end of the hall, is that the door to the master bedroom is creaked open. It's supposed to be closed shut. Few people know where Eret hides his key, so either he's in the room right now or someone else is.
And of course, me being nosy, I have to investigate.
What I did not expect to see was the infamous Flynn Rider talking to someone on the phone in a hushed tone and rummaging through Eret's stuff. Or rather, his father's stuff.
"I'm telling you guys," I hear him say once I peeked my head further inside, "there's nothing here that's valuable." He pauses to hear their response. "Yes, I'm sure. Unless you want some shitty--" I didn't realize he was turning around until it was too late. Our eyes connected and he jumps. "--Jesus Fucking Christ!!"
I jumped too and squealed before taking off, running downstairs to lose myself in the crowd. Oh my god oh my god oh my god!
"Hey, wait!" I hear him call out to me, but I kept going, picking up speed, too embarrassed to face him. I mean, not only did he catch me eavesdropping but I had also squealed and took off running like a fool. Can't stop now. I'm not even going to look back to see if he's chasing after me, which he's probably not, but I'm not going to risk it. It would just slow me down.
Leave it to me to make a fool of myself in front of one of the hottest guys in school. My first and only crush. Ugh what's wrong with me?
My nervousness made my urge to pee increase and I had to walk funny in order to contain it.
I ignored my bladder and the rapid pounding of my heart the best I could and kept my focus mainly on my speed walking. Last thing I want is to pull an Anna or Hiccup and fall in front of everyone. Although they'd probably be too drunk to notice.
I pushed past everyone and made it to the kitchen, which I knew would be empty since that's another one of Eret's rules. One time his entire refrigerator was raided, leaving no food but one hell of a mess. That's why he goes big on the snack bar.
There's no door to the kitchen, but he does have caution tape blocking the doorway. I easily slipped through the open space, and walked over to the island countertop. I tried to calm down my heart, but it went into another fit when the frying pans above me gently hit each other due to the breeze that came from outside. The window by the sink was open, so without a further thought, I took the frying pans off their hooks, keeping the last one in my hand because I had grown impatient, and stalked to the window. I set the pan beside me and tried to shut the window.
It wouldn't budge at all, but my struggling came to a complete halt when I saw a very surprising sight outside. Sitting down by one if the trees near the lake was Jack and Elsa. They were sitting together...alone. Well, they were alone until I noticed Tooth walking toward them. Is she just now joining in or has she been with them the entire time? I hope it was just the two of them. Tooth or no Tooth, they were talking and oh my god I never thought I'd see the day where they'd talk one on one or sit so close together. I wonder what they're talking about.
My eyes suddenly widen and I gasped.
Oh my god oh my god oh my god! Did he finally go to her to speak about that night? Oh my god Elsa must be freaking out!
"Need some help there?" A voice says from behind me.
I screamed and before I could even properly think, I quickly grabbed the frying pan, swiftly twirled around, and hit whoever it was behind me. It wasn't until his body hit the ground that I realized it was Flynn who I had hit.
Oh my god...OH MY GOD!
"Oh my god! Flynn!" I dropped the pan from shock, wincing at its loud bang when it hit the floor, and dropped to his side.
He landed on his stomach and was unresponsive. No noise or movement came from him. Not even when I rolled him over to get a better look at him. "Flynn! Flynn wake up," I gently tap his face but all I received was silence. My heart beat increased by the second and I was finding it hard to breathe. "Flynn please," I begged, my voice in a full on panic. "Oh my god, I killed him. Flynn! Flynn wake up! Please stop messing with me! Don't be dead"
I stopped being gentle and slapped him so hard that my own face hurt. It hurt more than my stinging hand. When that didn't work, I let out a dry sob, and stood up, stepping away from his body, and looking down at him through tearful eyes.
I had told Anna that crazy things can happen at high school parties; I never expected murder to be on the list. I don't drink, never have, but now I could seriously go for one.
I can't believe I did this. I killed him. I killed my crush. But wait...where's the blood? Well, death doesn't always have to be bloody. Maybe his head is internally bleeding. Ugh but that's no better!
What am I going to do? I just murdered someone! I'm a criminal! I don't want to go to prison, but...but it's what I deserve. I'm not going to be that rich white girl who's going to get away with murder. But what do I do with his body? Do I just leave it here or--
"Hey, Punzie!" Jack's voice reaches my ears and I scream again. I whirl around and see him, Tooth, and Elsa looking through the open window with wide eyes. "Whoa sorry. Didn't mean to scare you. Wait, are you crying?"
Before I could answer, Elsa says: "Rapunzel what's wrong? Are you okay? Did something happen?" Worry was heard and seen in her voice and face, and it only made me feel worse. She already feels responsible for the death of Jack's father; I don't want to drag her into this, into another accidental death.
"Y-Yeah," I stammered out as I wiped my tears away. I forced a smile and noticed that they couldn't see Flynn over the sink. "I-I accidentally poked my right eye, but the left decided to act up too. I'm good though."
I knew they didn't believe me. Not only was my lie totally lame, but my voice's pitch was high, I was avoiding eye contact, and tugging at my hair, which probably gave it away that I'm lying if the other two didn't.
The three of them gave me skeptical, unamused looks. I don't even know why I bothered to lie, and just as I was about to burst out the truth, Tooth says: "We're your friends, Zel. You can tell us anything."
"Yeah," Jack took over, "Unlock the kitchen door and let's find some ice cream that I know Eret has hidden in the freezer. He keeps saying he doesn't have any, but I know he does. Damn liar."
Tooth lightly laughs as Elsa asked, "I'm guessing you're a kitchen raider?" Her question was serious but also playful. She looked...almost comfortable. Not completely, she still looked a bit tense, which is probably my fault since she caught me crying and most likely knows I'm lying, but she looks more comfortable than what she usually is around Jack.
"Oh Snowflake," Jack starts, his tone a bit flirty, "I'm the whole reason why he has the caution tape blocking the kitchen entrance." He points over to the doorway and when Elsa sees it she looks surprised.
"Oh my." Was all she said.
Wait, hold on. Did he just call her Snowflake? He only gives nicknames to his friends. Oh my god, he considers her a friend now! Yes!! I so need to know everything that they talked about!
I then remembered Flynn's body. Lying to them will be pointless. If they miraculously don't find out now, they'd find out later anyway. I might as well come clean. At least this way they can help me move him to a bed. I don't care if we're not supposed to move the body; dead or not, the floor does not look comfortable at all.
I released a shaky, heavy sigh, and said, "I'm barely holding it together, so please don't freak out." I looked at Elsa, specifically talking to her, and of course telling her to not freak out did the opposite.
"Start talking," she says, eyes filled with more worry, "Is it about Anna? What happened? What--"
"I murdered Flynn!" I quickly blurt out before she could ramble on.
Elsa was the only one who reacted the way I expected. She widens her eyes and yells out: "WHAT?!"
Tooth merely shoots me a confused look, while Jack burst into a laughing fit. "Well it's about time," he says, jokingly. "He had it coming. I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner. I'm also surprised Astrid or Merida didn't do it. Good job, Punzie."
I know he was joking and that he couldn't see the body of one of his best guy friends, but I couldn't help but burst into tears. "This isn't a joke, Jackson!" I snapped, using his full name, which I only do when I'm being dead serious. Pun intended.
I continued speaking through my tears to explain what happened since I knew they were going to ask questions anyway on how it happened. Might as well get it out of the way "I-I had to go to the bathroom so I went to use the one in the Master Bedroom. Flynn was inside, but he was going through Eret's stuff and was talking to someone on his phone. He saw me, so I took off, trying to lose him. I come to the kitchen to catch my breath, thinking that I was good. However, he snuck up on me, which ended up with me hitting him in the head with a frying pan."
Tooth and Jack's expressions now mirrored my cousin's, believing me now, and I swear Elsa and Jack's pale skin became even paler.
"Holy shit," Jack starts as he runs a hand through his hair. "You're fucking serious."
"Of course I am!" I exclaimed, not meaning to be so sharp. "Why would I joke around like this? Only you would pull a prank like this."
"Is..." Tooth starts, gulping. "Is there blood?"
I shook my head. "No."
"Did you even check to see if he's breathing or has a pulse?" Elsa asked, eyes still wide and full of panic. "He could still be alive just unconscious, and if that's the case we need to get him to the hospital now!"
I was silent for two heartbeats, drinking in the knowledge of her words. I mentally scolded myself for not doing either. No, instead I slapped him.
"Uh...One moment please." I finally say, a bit embarrassed, but also very hopeful. I dropped to Flynn's side again, grabbed one of his wrists, and felt around for a pulse. After a moment, I finally found it. I breathed out a sigh of relief mixed with a laugh. "He's alive!" I exclaimed as I kept my gaze on Flynn's very handsome face.
My vision became blurry again due to happy, relieved tears filling my eyes, and as I blinked them away so they wouldn't fall, Jack's voice reaches my ears: "Quickly unlock the door and we'll help carry him to one of Eret's spare rooms."
I rushed to my feet and unlocked the kitchen door. When the three of them were inside, they took no hesitation in helping me pick Flynn up off the floor. I was on one side of Flynn, tucked under his arm, while Jack was on the other side. Tooth stood in front of us, leading the way, and Elsa stood behind us; it was like the two of them were guarding us.
Surprisingly, and luckily, everyone was too distracted to notice us as we walked by. I had nearly dropped Flynn in the middle of the dance floor, and twice up the stairs, but we eventually got him to the Master Bedroom in one piece.
Unfortunately, inside the room was the party's host. Eret was currently putting his socks back inside the drawer that I saw Flynn going through earlier, muttering angry curse words, and upon seeing us he sighs in disappointment. "Put the drunken bastard in a different room. I'm a bit busy right now picking up the mess some asshole left in my dad's room."
"Sorry, but no," Jack replied as he starts to lead us towards the bed, "We're already here and a dead body is heavier than an unconscious one."
"WHAT?!" Eret exclaimed, his voice cracking and his eyes full of worry. "What the fuck do you mean dead?! Flynn's dead?! What--"
"Punzie killed him," Jack went on, sending me a wink. I rolled my eyes and said nothing as I helped him set Flynn down in the bed.
"He's joking, Eret," Tooth assures him. "If Flynn was really dead there's no way any of us would be calm, especially Jack. The bromance is strong between them."
"The bromance is strong between all of my boys and I," Jack corrected as he walks away from the bed towards Eret and wraps an arm around his shoulders. "Right, Erect?"
Eret shoves Jack off, not even the littlest bit amused. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?"
"As many times as you'd like," Jack replies, smugly. "It's not going to stop me though so you'd just be wasting your time."
"Whatever," Eret rolls his eyes and leans against the dresser, "So what happened to him?"
Jack, Elsa, and Tooth all turn their eyes on me, which makes Eret do it to. I blushed under their stares and nervously chuckle. "I caught him going through your stuff in here, ran away to the kitchen, and hit him with a frying pan when he scared me."
"Wait, wait, wait," Eret says as he lifts his hand to point to his unconscious friend on the bed. "You mean to tell me it was him who made the mess in here?"
I nod. "Yeah. He was talking to someone on his phone too."
"That son of a bitch," Eret growled. "Every time I have a party here something always ends up missing. I never thought he'd be the thief. Good thing my parties are always here and not at my actual house."
"Wait hold on," I jump in before anyone else could, "We don't know if he was stealing. You can't just assume that he's the thief just because you've had items stolen from you before."
Eret scoffs. "Are you serious right now? Rapunzel, you literally just said that he went through my stuff! Honestly, you knocking him out is his karma, and when he wakes up I'm going to do it again."
"You will absolutely do no such thing," I said, sternly, as I went to sit beside Flynn on the bed in a protective manner. I sent a glare towards Eret and said, "You guys are friends, so when he wakes up you're going to talk to him. No violence whatsoever."
Eret scowls and groans. "Ugh, fine. But if I find out that he was stealing and has been the one doing it this entire time, I won't hesitate to knock him out again."
"I still think we need to take him to the hospital," Elsa spoke up, her voice soft but audible. "He could have a concussion or a cracked skull or something. It's better to be safe than sorry."
"I agree," Jack says, "If he has something major he could die any second now. Wouldn't want someone dying at your own party, would you Eret?"
"You do realize that I'd be the one getting investigated right?" I say to him, feeling sick to my stomach again at the possibility of Flynn dying because of me. "I am the one who hit him after all."
"Oh yeah. Oops," he says, chuckling. "I really don't think he's dying or has any serious injuries though," he assures me, "but it's as Elsa said: Better to be safe than sorry."
Eret, to my surprise, shakes his head. "No way man. I can't bring the ambulance out here. If they come, so will the cops, and everyone will freak out, and I'll probably go to jail, and then my dad will be pissed and--"
"Are you serious?!" I snapped, angry and in complete disbelief. "He's your friend, Eret! Do you know how selfish you sound? I was so ready to go to prison for murdering someone, and here you are freaking out because you might go to jail over your party. I think your party will be the least of the cops' worries. I'm the only one who should be worried for themself. You don't get to be worried for yourself. You can only be worried for Flynn, but since you're going to throw a fit, I'm going to need each of you to get a glass of water--"
"What--" Eret began, trying to interrupt me, but I wasn't having it.
"Now, Eret!" I yelled, annoyed and full of panic. "We're wasting time, so if you don't want the ambulance out here then you better get me some water."
"Yes ma'am," he said and hurried out the door.
Jack chuckles as he and Tooth follow after him. "I can't believe any of this is happening. I'm never going to let Flynn live this down."
"You gonna record him getting water thrown on him?" Tooth asked.
"Duh! Of course." His eyes then gaze beside me to where Elsa stood. "You coming, Snowflake?"
I turn my head and see her nod. "Yeah, I just need to talk to my cousin for a moment."
I turn my head back to Jack and see a knowing look in his eyes; as though he knew exactly what she was going to tell me. That's when it clicked for me. She's going to tell me what they talked about outside. Is right now the best time though? I mean, we have an unconscious, probably nearly dead, guy right in front of us.
"Alrighty then. Come one, Tooth," he walks out with Tooth and the two of them disappear around the corner.
As soon as they left Elsa said, "Eret is aware that the ambulance doesn't have to come here right? I literally said that we need to take Flynn to the hospital."
I couldn't help but laugh. "If I didn't get so riled up just then I would've thought back on what you said and already have Flynn in Jack's car, especially since we're going to have to take him to the hospital anyway even if he wakes up to make sure there isn't anything seriously wrong."
"At least this way, you get to ruin the bedding," she says, giggling softly. "Call it Eret's karma for being kind of rude." She sat down next to me and for a brief moment the two of us sat in silence as we both watched Flynn's unconscious form, watching for any signs of movement.
However, I knew she was more focused on the conversation she had with Jack and was silently debating on whether it's a good idea to bring it up. She may not believe it, but I know her very very well despite her shutting me out. I don't doubt for a second that it's not what she's thinking about. So, of course, I helped her out by bringing it up first.
"I saw you outside with Jack," I start, slow and low in case the others suddenly barged in, "Did you guys finally talk about that night?"
She nods and laughs in disbelief. "I must be going crazy," she says as she shook her head, "I mean, it all just...it was just so easy. Well, not too easy, but way easier than what I was expecting. It doesn't seem real. It actually feels like a dream." She glanced at Flynn one more time and added, "This situation included. My plan was to watch people dance and try to conjure up the courage to join them, not to watch over an unconscious classmate."
"Well hopefully he won't be unconscious for long," I said, sighing tiredly as I boldly reached out to move a strand of Flynn's hair out of his face. My fingers lingered on the skin of his cheek, sneaking up towards his ear, and tracing the outline of it. I ended up fully cupping his cheek in my hand, and took the opportunity to just study every ounce of detail that was displayed on his peaceful, unconscious, and devilishly handsome face.
I let out a dreamy sigh and was suddenly snapped back into reality when I heard Elsa's forced 'ahem'. I jerk my hand back, eyes wide, heart racing, and quickly say, "Anyway, you must tell me everything that went down between you and Jack. Every single detail. Not now though, but later when you'd like."
To my surprise she was smirking at me, looking oh so very smug. "I will if you tell me about your crush on Flynn."
"WHAT?!" I exclaimed and nearly choked on my own spit. "That's absurd! Why would you...what made you think...Have you been drinking?" I know she wasn't, but I couldn't think of the right words to say. I know that my crush is real, but I haven't confirmed it out loud yet. Not to myself (although I know I don't need to) or to anyone else. It's so embarrassing; I mean, there's nothing wrong with having a crush on someone, even when they're out of your league, but Flynn...he is so way out of my league. There's no way he'd ever go an innocent for a girl like me.
Ugh why do the good girls have to fall for the bad boys?
Elsa rolls her eyes. "You know I haven't, but I won't pry if you're uncomfortable."
Before I could say or even think of what to say, Eret and the others suddenly walk back inside with large pitchers of water.
"Eret, I said a cup of water. Not a giant pitcher," I tell him, not hiding my amusement. "Whatever it doesn't matter." I stand up and take the pitcher from him. I then turn around to face Flynn, but noticed that Jack and Tooth stood by my side with their pitchers ready too. "Um...I think one will be enough."
Jack pouts. "Oh come on, Zel. Let me have this. Here Elsa," he carefully dug into his jean pocket to retrieve is phone, "Take a video." He hands the phone to her and she awkwardly takes it.
"Um...okay," she said, still unsure. She tapped the screen a few times, most definitely going to the camera, and said, "Ready."
"Alright. On three," I say, "I...2...3!" Tooth, Jack, and I dumped the water right on Flynn's face and much to mine and everyone's relief he jumps awake, coughing up a storm.
"What the hell?!" He exclaimed through his coughs. When he's done coughing and groaning and rubbing at his eyes, he finally looks at us and says: "Um...did I miss something?"
Jack laughs. "Well you certainly didn't miss the frying pan that hit you." I couldn't help but smack his arm.
"What..." Flynn starts before he suddenly pauses. Realization flashes through his eyes and I was already blushing before he even looked at me. "Oh yeah! Damn, Blondie, did you really hit me hard enough that I actually blacked out?"
"We wouldn't be where we are now otherwise," says Tooth. "How's your head?"
"Yeah," I quickly jump in, "How are you feeling? Are you in any pain? If not, we still need to take you to the hospital to get you checked out just in case you have a concussion. No ambulance required." The last part was for Eret, who I shot a look at, but he was too busy glaring at his reawakened friend.
"No!" Flynn exclaimed, making me jump. He shook his head and winces. "Damn that hurt."
"Which is why we need to take you in," I reasoned with him, feeling bad that I'm the cause of the pain he feels.
"I said no, Blondie," he stubbornly replies. "If I go to the hospital they'll contact Mildred and Hattie, which will get me into a shit load of trouble."
"Who's Mildred and Hattie?" I asked.
"The leading orphanage ladies at my, well...orphanage." He answers, looking away and appearing to be a bit embarrassed. Is he ashamed of himself for being an orphan? That's so sad.
I took his hands in mind without thinking, but kept holding them even after I became aware of what I did. His hand felt stiff, probably from shock because I was holding them, and he looked at me in confusion and surprise. "Flynn," I started, gently but stern, "I promise they won't find out. A friend of mine has a mom who's a doctor. We'll request to see her and have her privately examine you."
"How do you know? Have you been in this type of situation before where you've had to see her?" Elsa asked, astonished. "Is that even legal?"
And of course, her questioning didn't persuade Flynn as I hoped it would. "Yeah," he said, "How do you know that--"
"She came to the school last year to give a presentation to people wanting a medical career," I interrupt, feeling a bit anxious that our time is running out due to his stubbornness, "She said if we ever needed someone to talk to privately that she would always be there to help. She's also a good friend of my mom and is an excellent side artist. I have a few of her paintings actually."
Flynn rolls his eyes. "Blondie, I'm pretty sure that--"
"You can't be sure of anything if you have a concussion," I snapped, interrupting him again, and finally on my last nerve. "Now will you just shut up and let us help you? It's better to be safe than sorry."
His eyes go wide. I think everyone's did actually. "Okay, okay. Damn," he said, groaning in defeat, "I didn't know you were the bossy type."
I smirked in triumph. "There's a lot you don't know about me, but you can apologize for that later."
"Apologize--" Flynn starts, but I cut him off again when I turned to Jack.
"Care to take us to the hospital?" I asked him, and he merely shrugs in response.
"I mean, not really, but I guess if you really need me to I will," Jack said, teasingly, then turned to Elsa. "Did you get the video?" She nods and hands him his phone. He takes it and looks at the screen. "Awesome! You even got my good side. Shall I play it now?"
"Wait, video?!" Flynn exclaimed. "You took a video?"
Jack shakes his head. "I didn't," he points to Elsa, "She did." He laughs at her agaped reaction.
"Only because you told me to," Elsa replied, defending herself.
"Listen here, Platinum," Flynn said, seriously, "When Jack tells you to do something, never ever do it."
Jack scoffs. "Pah-lease," he said, "you're making it sound like I do idiotic things every day."
"You do," I say in unison with Flynn, Eret, and Tooth.
Jack rolls his eyes and says, "Whatever. You guys are just jealous. Now am I taking him to the hospital or not?"
"Yes," I say at the same time Flynn says, "No."
"Flynn!" My hands itched with the temptation to hit him again with the frying pan. "You literally just agreed to go."
"Well, I changed my mind," Flynn retorts, causing me to glare my hardest glare ever.
"Elsa," I say, not taking my eyes off of my stubbornly handsome crush, "Get the pan."
Those three words caused his eyes to go wide. "You wouldn't dare hit me again."
"You want to find out? Is that a challenge?" I asked, tauntingly. To be honest, despite the situation, I'm honestly enjoying the quarrel that's going on between us. I won't deny that it's a bit amusing. This is the most we've ever spoken to each other too.
We've spoken to each other before since we share a mutual best friend (Jack), but we were always in a group so I've never really had a one on one conversation with him. Right now isn't one on one either nor are we having a conversation, it's pointless bickering, but his focus is fighting with me so it counts.
"Flynn," Tooth starts, annoyed, "Just man up and go to the hospital. We could have already been there by now."
Flynn groans once again, long and very dramatically. "Fiiiiinnnnneeeee. Let's get this over with."
"Finally!" I exclaimed, then realized something horrific.
I was still holding his hands.
I quickly jerk my hands away and jump to my feet, heart suddenly racing and my palms suddenly sweating. Man, it got really hot in here all of a sudden. "Alright, let's do this. Can you walk?" I boldly kept my gaze on him, and prayed that he didn't see the blush that painted itself on my face or the sweat that I felt begin to form on the side of my face..
"I really hope so," he said as he shifts his body to put his feet on the floor. "If not then you really fucked me up." He stands and takes a normal step forward. "Hmm I seem okay. My head hurts a lot though."
Without thinking again, I linked my arm around his and said, "Well, just in case I'll help you to the car."
Jack laughs and shakes his head as he heads for the door first. "It really isn't a party until someone is taken to the hospital. Gotta say, Eret, this might be your best one yet."
"Just get him out of here. I have a party to manage and you guys are distracting me from the even bigger idiots that are probably destroying my house this very second," Eret grumbled as he walked past Jack and left his room in a hurry.
"Then why invite them?" Tooth questioned, mainly focused on Jack. He merely chuckles.
I had completely forgotten that Eret was even in the room with us. He said nothing the entire time, and from his behavior it was clear to see that he's still upset about Flynn going through his father's stuff. Should I ask Flynn about it later or just leave it alone? After all, the whole reason why we're in this situation is because I didn't want to stay and find out what was going on after getting caught. Communication isn't really a strong skill with males, so perhaps it'd probably be better if I asked, even if it isn't my business. However, as a concerned friend, I guess it kind of is.
"What's his problem?" Flynn asked as we all followed after Eret, finally exiting the room.
"He's pissed that you went through his stuff," Jack answered as he shut the bedroom door. "Rapunzel said she saw you do it by the way. Why?"
I felt Flynn's arm stiffens. "Oh...I...uh," he fumbled for an excuse before finally settling with this, "I was looking for the hardcore alcohol that I knew he kept hidden in his dad's drawers. The really strong stuff."
Jack nods in understanding. "I got you bro. I was going to raid his freezer for some ice cream when Rapunzel had me help carry your unconscious body to the bed."
"You're not going to let me live this down, are you?" Flynn asked, already knowing the answer.
Jack laughs as he pats his best guy friend's back. "Nope. Not a chance."
Flynn sighs and says, "I thought so."
"And you thought right."
I didn't pay attention to the rest of their conversation as I helped Flynn walk down the stairs. I was too bugged out over his lie. I knew Flynn was lying because of the sudden stiffness of his body and because when I saw him he was talking to someone on the phone, obviously searching for something that wasn't alcohol. I wanted to ask him about it right then and there, but then thought against it. He's obviously hiding something, but I'm not going to call him out on it. It's his secret the tell.
A secret that I, even though it's none of my business, am desperately wanting to uncover and hopefully will.