I walked outside to take the call.
"Hello?" I said into the phone
"hi, is this Nikki?" My heart dropped
"what kind of sick joke is this" I said into the phone louder than anticipated
"I don't understand" The mans voice said on the other line
"Nikki. Nikki Cerciello?" I asked. I just had to make sure
"ugh, yes ma'am, do you know where I could find her?"
"She's dead asshole" I shouted and hung up.
I slammed my phone onto the table and sat in the chair. I buried my head into my hands. Was that a joke? Or was someone really looking for Nikki? I herd the back door open but I didn't bother looking up. I was angry and sad all at the same time. I couldn't help but cry. One of the boys took the seat next to me. I opened my eyes and looked down at their shoes. Cameron. I quickly leaned my head into his shoulder and started crying more.
"Shh its ok" He whispered into the top of my head
"I just got a call from a man looking for Nikki" I said to Cameron in between sobs
"Do you think it was a joke or no?" Cam pushed
"I don't know cam, I really don't" I managed to say back.
After about 5 minutes of Cameron calming me down, we decided to rejoin the boys in the living room.
"Everything ok?" Matt questioned me
"I guess.." My voice trailed off
I walked upstairs to Cameron's room. I went into his bathroom to fix my makeup. I had black under my eyes. I took a tissue and put water on it. I rubbed it under my eyes to erase the black stains. Once I was done with that, I quickly examined my self in the mirror. I was a fucking mess. I readjusted the bracelets on my arm, and fixed my shirt. Once I was done, I walked back downstairs. The boys were sitting on the couch watching 22 jump street. I took a seat on the couch next to Gilinsky. I had both feet up on the couch, and was holding my legs. I didn't even realize I was zoning out, till Johnson was snapping his fingers in front of my face.
"dana..."
"dana..."
"DANA" he shouted
"yeah, what, sorry I'm ok" I said. I don't think I gave a convincing tone
"no you're not." Gilinsky trailed off
"yeah, I'm just feeling kind of sick" I lied
"guys I'm going to head home, Ill see you guys tomorrow or something" I said
I didn't even say bye to any of the boys. I just walked out of the house into my car. I plugged in my phone, and started blasting my country music. I went straight home. When I walked in there was a note on the counter.
"Dana,
Were terribly sorry to have to do this, but your mother and I had to leave a little earlier than planned. We will see you soon.
Love,
Marie and Charlie"
I crumpled up the note and threw it.
"Fanfuckingtablous" I said
I walked up to my room and shut my door. I threw my keys on my bed. I walked into the closest and grabbed a pair of leggings and my cheer captain quarter zip. I stripped out of my day clothes, and put on my new ones. I then walked over to my dresser, and put on my glasses. I threw my hair into a messy bun. I laid down in my bed and curled into a little ball. I didn't even feel sick. I just feel like all the life was drained out of me. I didn't want to move. I haven't ate in god knows how long, and sleep was something I've become unfamiliar with. I was sick. I grabbed my phone and started checking it. There was two texts from cam, one from matt, and one from jack Gilinsky. I opened Gilinskys first.
"I know you're not ok" It read
"But I will be, thanks for worrying about me Jack" I replied
Next I opened Matts
"what you need is ice-cream."
I laughed. "I don't do ice cream Espinosa" I replied to him.
Then finally I opened Camerons
"I hate to see you this way" The first one read
"I know you're going to keep saying you're okay, when you're really not"
I kept reading those two texts over and over again. I didn't even know Cameron for that long, and he's already figured me out. Ive let Cameron in. My guard was down. Ive build up such a big wall to the world, and Cameron comes in and its knocked down. Its different when it comes to cameron. I can trust him. I feel safe with him. I can't even feel safe with my parents, but with Cameron I could. It was the sick, twisted, truth. I looked at the picture next to my bed. It was a picture of me and Nikki from her high school graduation. She was smiling with her arm around me. I was wearing a white flowly dress that came to my mid thigh. My blonde hair was longer, just above my belly button. She had on her cap and gown. Her brown hair was in ringlet curls, and her blue graduation gown was open to reveal her red dress. We were both laughing at something my dad said. God, I wish I could go back to those times. I wiped the few tears that escaped my eyes, and checked my phone. It was 6:00. I decided to go out to eat, since my parents left me with no food. I grabbed my keys and my wallet. I got in my car and googled the nearest sushi place. Once I finally found the place, I drove.
The drive there was around 30 minutes with traffic. But I didn't mind at all. I got there and ordered a California roll to go. I got back into my car, and drove to the beach. What better way to clear your mind, than going to the beach. I parked and walked down by the water. I took a seat in the sand, and just looked out. I was thinking about everything thats been going on recently. Cameron, Taylor, Matt, the phone call about Nikki. I still don't know if that was a joke, or if someone was actually looking for Nikki. My phone was blowing up with texts from the girls, asking if I wanted to hang out. But I didn't. I didn't want to talk to anyone. After around 15 minutes of sitting on the beach, I walked back up to my car. It felt empty, I felt empty. I decided that sulking in my car, on the beach, wasn't doing any good, so I just drove home. I pulled into my driveway and walked into my house. I needed a beer. A beer and a cigar. Thats exactly what I needed. I took my car keys and locked them into my dresser draw. I walked downstairs and pulled out the 24 pack of coronas. I went out to my pack yard and placed the coronas on the table. I went into my room for my cigars. I didn't have any cubans left since the move, so black & mild will have to do. I went into my closet, and bent down to the draw in the corner on the left. I pulled out two packs, and my black lighter. I filled a cup with some water and walked back outside. I sat down, grabbed a beer, lit a cigar, and finally relaxed. Drink, smoke, smoke, smoke, drink. That was all I was doing. I was on my 7th or 8th beer, and my 5th cigar. I felt relieved. I felt better, like I wasn't as alone. I finally wasn't left alone with my thoughts.
I stood up to get my phone. I started losing my balance, but luckily for me the chair was there for me to grab. Im drunk. Theres no way around that. I finished all my cigars, and drank all my beers. This was the first time I've done this, and it defiantly wasn't the last. This cleared my mind. Made me numb. Numb from all the bullshit going on in my life right now. I stumbled my way into the kitchen to grab my phone. I had a lot of texts, and some missed calls. It was the boys. Matt, Jack, Johnson, and Cameron. They were all worried about me. I ignored all the messages, and just called cameron. After a couple of seconds, he picked up.
"Dana. oh my god. Are you alright?? You weren't answering any of our texts" He spoke so fast
"Cameronnnnn, im going to need you to slooooowww the fuck downnn" I slurred
"Whats the matter with you? Are you drunk?" He questioned
"Cammmm, I don't get drunk silly goose, I get fun!!!" I practically shouted at him.
"Just stay home. Im on my way" He hung up
"Hes soooo grumpy" I said to no one in particular.
I stumbled my way over to the couch.
"Balls, I need more cigarss" I said once again to no one.
"Where are my keys?" I started searching all around my living room and kitchen. I pulled apart every draw in my kitchen. I was in the last draw when I herd the front door open.
"FINALLY YOURE HOME NIKKI, DID YOU HAPPEN TO BRING ME ANY MORE CIGARS" I shouted while walking out of the kitchen
"Dana?" Cameron stood there
"Oh you're not Nikki, silly me. But did you see her? Did she give you my cigars?" I questioned while walking up to him
"I think you need to lie down" He directed me over to the couch
"noooo I dont want to, I want my cigars" I fought back
"Its nap time princess" He soothed
"How did you know I was a princess?" I questioned
"lucky guess. Now can you please try and sleep it off. Ill be right here if you need me." He said as he took a seat on the reclining chair.
"I will try" I said and closed my eyes
Camerons POV
I got a call from Dana. I was worried. She walked out of the house practically crying, and she wasn't answering her phone. I picked up the phone.
"Dana. oh my god. Are you alright?? You weren't answering any of our texts" I said frantically
"Cameronnnnn, im going to need you to slooooowww the fuck downnn" She replied. She was drunk. Very drunk. By the tone of her voice. I ran downstairs and grabbed my keys
"Whats the matter with you? Are you drunk?" I said but the answer was very obvious.
"Cammmm, I don't get drunk silly goose, I get fun!!!" She giggled back at me. I got in my car and started heading toward her house.
"Just stay home. Im on my way" I hung up.
She was very drunk, and im afraid shell do something stupid. Why did she even drink in the first place? My head was wheeling with questions. I knew I couldn't go there and lecture her, or start badgering her with questions, but I wanted answers. Driving to her house was taking forever. I felt as if I was never going to get there. I finally pulled into her driveway, and jumped out of the car. I ran into her house, not caring about knocking. When I walked in she was no where in sight.
"FINALLY YOURE HOME NIKKI, DID YOU HAPPEN TO BRING ME ANY MORE CIGARS" She screamed from the kitchen
Nikki? Nikki. Her sister. Her no longer here sister. Oh god. Thats why she ran out of my house today. Something with Nikki.
"Dana?" I said in the softest voice possible
"Oh you're not Nikki, silly me. But did you see her? Did she give you my cigars?" She giggled
"I think you need to lie down" I said while bringing her over to the couch
"noooo I don't want to, I want my cigars" She looked up to me with those stupid puppy dog eyes
"Its nap time princess" I said
Princess. Princess. I just called her a princess. Good thing she wont remember that tomorrow. I dont even know where that came from. It just slipped out. Almost like it was natural.
"How did you know I was a princess?" She defended.
"lucky guess. Now can you please try and sleep it off. Ill be right here if you need me." I said as he took a seat on the reclining chair.
"I will try" Was all she said before getting comfortable on the couch, and shutting her eyes
I sat there in the chair watching her. Fuck. She made a mess. I didn't know what to do. She was passed out on the couch, and I was just here. All thought I did loved being with her, even in her drunken state. But it was more fun to actually have a conversation with her, and to actually get to tease her. After sitting in the chair for around 10 minutes, I decided to clean up the mess she made.