(Sophie)
Everyone had left the party leaving only me to stay in the messy living room littered with empty cups and random pieces of clothing.
"I guess it was wishful thinking that we could have a moment of peace" I sighed making my way over to the still half filled punch bowl
"I need something to drink" I groaned taking a clean cup and throwing out a cup full of punch
I drank everything at once mistakenly thinking it was the same as I'd be drinking before.
I was proven wrong when the room suddenly started spinning
"That was stronger than I expected," I said aiming to put down the cup missing the table by a long shot
I didn't even bother to pick up the cup to clean the mess instead I made my way up to my room
(James)
After Trudy left my room I thought I could finally get some shut-eye. That pretty was a complete annoyance and screwed up the relationship I worked so hard it gets...it is like that bastard Carl really wants to destroy my life.
Just as I was about to close my eyes my door once again opened soon after
"What do you want now?" I groaned sitting up on my bed. But surprisingly it wasn't her
"Sophie?" I said surprised
"Taylor? What are you doing in my room?" She hiccupped
"Sophie this is my room," I said standing up
"Why are you lying to me, Taylor?" She stumbled closer to me
"No I'm pretty sure this is my room," I said
"You... lied" she hiccup tripping over her own two feet
"Sophie, are you okay?" I caught her
"How could you lie to me?" she cried
"Are you crying? Oh God no. On second thought this is definitely your room. Don't cry okay" I said
"Why did you lie to me? You said you didn't sleep with her" she sobbed hitting me in my chest
Wow oh God, she reeks of alcohol? Just how much did she drink?
"How could you? How could you sleep with her? You belong to me! How could you let her take what was supposed to be mine!!" She screamed through her tears while hitting me
"Sophie I..." I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do or say in this situation. Not that it mattered because Sophie decided to stop me from saying anything
A kiss. The kiss was forceful yet still enjoyable was placed on my lips
After we kissed for a bit I found my consciousness slipping.
There was still alcohol on her tongue and I was the featherweight champion of drinking so it didn't take long for me to black out into a drunken state