Come Waste Away With Me

I stumbled over to the drinks once again for more alcohol. I lost count of how many shots I consumed. I poured another but missed the glass; until it finally began to pour into the glass. Once I filled it up to the rim I placed it on my lips not even flinching. My whole body was numb; I couldn’t even taste the alcohol anymore. The burn became none existent after the tenth shot, I think. Before I got the chance to pour another, a hand took mine and pulled me from the table. I tripped multiple times considering I could not see straight let alone walk straight. Whoever was holding my hand came to a stop and I ran into the back of them. A giggle escaped my lips bit it stopped when the person who pulled me here turned around. A blurry Alex stood in front of me frowning. “What are you doing?”
“Well, hello Alex.” I grinned uncontrollably.
“How much did you have to drink?”
“Oh, just a tiny bit.” I put my index finger and my thumb about an inch apart in his face. “I’m practically sober.”
He was not convinced at all. “You are cut off no more drinking.”
“You are a party pooperrrrrr.” I whined crossing my arms.
He sighed. “I need to be. There are people I don’t know here and I don’t know how they will treat a drunk girl.”
“I’ve already been raped.” I told him unemotionally. Usually I would never say such a thing because it’s such a touchy subject. But I was too drunk to care; the only thing I cared about was Alan. I wasn’t drunk enough; I couldn’t forget what I saw. How could he fall for someone like her? She was nothing like him; she despises this music. He probably didn’t know that though. Oh here I go on a mind rant.
“That will not happen again.” He said through clenched teeth. Alex brought me back to think about what I just said.
“I think you’re right. No more drinking.” I shrugged my shoulders sinking down to sit on the ground. Music was thumping in the distance.
“I scored you something from Mike though.” He pulled out a blunt and handed it to me.
I took it in my hands with a confused expression. “No lighter,”
“Mike gave me his spare one.” He pulled out the lighter half smiling. I know for a fact he hated that I smoked.
“Awesome.” I grinned. I held the smoke in my mouth before blowing it out away from Alex’s face. I know he didn’t like the smoke even when I was beyond drunk. We sat in silence until I finished smoking. I laid on the ground looking at the stars in the clear sky. “Hey Alex,”
“Yes?” He looked over at me.
“Thank you.”
“For what?” He cocked his head to the side.
I didn’t remember though my mind switched topics. “I want to go swimming in the sky like a bird.”
“You what?” He chuckled.
“Swim like the birds, yea let’s go swim with the birds.” I stared at the sky.
“You are crazy.” He shook his head.
“But I’ll tell you a secret, all the best people are.” I looked at him.
“You just quoted Alice in Wonderland.” He laughed out loud.
“Escape, that’s funny it’s spelt just like the word escape.” I just kept murmuring Disney quotes. I had Alex laughing his butt off unable to talk.
“You are one of the best drunks.” He managed to say.
The ground became uncomfortable so I changed my position, putting my head on Alex’s lap. I tried to keep my mind on happy thoughts but I soon found myself failing. I sighed softly not sure what to even say anymore. I just stared at the sky wishing I was sober. I felt Alex shift under me like he saw something. I turned my gaze to where he was looking and I saw Alan with her. My body craved another drink as I blinked back stubborn tears. I turned my head so I was facing Alex’s stomach; I was starting to feel sick. I buried my face into his shirt to try blocking out the people around us. His arm wrapped around my waist; knowing I was upset. I then felt him stiffen and I heard footsteps. I forced myself not to look at who was approaching. I heard harsh whispering in a girl’s voice.
“Is she okay?” The voice made me grip Alex’s shirt tighter.
“She is fine Alan.” Alex said calmly.
“See I told you she was fine; now let’s go back to the bus.” She said seductively. I didn’t even want to say her name in my mind.
“Alright.” They walked away. I shot up with a glare after they left.
“I hate her.” I clenched my jaw.
“Why?” He didn’t know who she was either.
“She destroyed me.” I suddenly felt sober the only thing I could feel was sadness.
“I don’t quite understand.” His eyebrows were knitted together.
“She is the reason for these!” I pulled up my sleeves revealing fresh and old cuts and scars.
He flinched. “I didn’t know…”
“I was supposed to get away from all of them! But now she is here ruining my life once again!” I was too angry to cry.
“Pull your sleeve down. I know you don’t want to have anyone see.” He said in a gentle tone.
I pulled the sleeve back down knowing he was correct. I started to calm down when Andy from We Came as Romans came over and sat across from us. “Why you guys over here?”
“Ari here needed to slow down with the drinking. I didn’t want anything to happen to her.” Alex answered and I glared at him.
“Mind if I sit here?” Andy asked and I shook my head gaining a grin from him.
“Ari, I need to go check on my band they are probably piss drunk. Will you be ok? I will stay if you want.” Alex frowned.
“Go, its fine.” I hit his shoulder.
“You can stay in our bus tonight; since I know you don’t want to go to yours.” I nodded smiling sadly.
He walked away into the crowd of people. “Is there something going on between you and Alex?”
I turned to Andy wide-eyed. “No, no he’s just my best friend.”
“Do you want to go for a walk?” He asked looking at his hands.
“Sure.” He stood up holding out his hand to help me stand. I accepted it but in the process of him pulling me up I lost my balance and fell into his chest. He grabbed my wrists to support me making me hiss in pain. “Woah, are you okay?”
I placed a forced smile on my lips. “I’m great.” I gently removed his hands from my wrists; I winced slightly I hope he didn’t see. I took his hand before we started to walk. We walked farther and farther away until I could no longer hear the music or drunken voices. I started debating on if I should worry or not. It’s not that I thought Andy was a bad person; I just only trusted so many people in my life. I started feeling anxious; my free hand shot up to my mother’s necklace clasped around my neck.
“That’s a nice necklace.” He broke the silence awkwardly.
“It was my mother’s.” I smiled remembering her wearing it in my memories.
“I’m sorry about your mother.” His lips pulled down at the corner.
“To be honest barely remember; I was only ten. I remember some things but Austin remembers it perfectly. I remember watching him the night she passed away. He was in his room throwing and smashing things. I was so confused as to why he was acting that way.” I hadn’t realized we stopped walking until I finished whispering those words. “I don’t really like talking about it.”
He wiped a stray tear from the corner of my eye. “I understand.”
I sat down on a bench that was a few feet away from us. I smiled as he sat down next to me. The wind blew making me shiver slightly; it was pretty chilly out. I turned to face Andy waiting for him to speak. His blue eyes were watching me closely. Not going to lie he was actually really good looking. He wore a tank top that revealed his tattoos on his chest and arms. He had nice toned arms. I bite my lip to stop thinking about him. “What are you thinking about?”
He knew I was staring oh god. “I can’t get my mind to stay on one thought.”
“I’m thinking about how beautiful you look in that.” I blushed at his words and looked at my outfit and frowned.
“You are being sarcastic.” I was wearing Alex’s sweatshirt from Glamour Kills that was about three sizes too big, a pair of old black leggings, and my black vans. I do not look beautiful; far from it.
“I am not being sarcastic.” He told me seriously.
“I’m far from beautiful.” I said frowning. I was too tired to even except his compliment with a lie. “I’m not pretty.”
He frowned at my words. “I think you are pretty.”
I tried changing the subject. “Why did you want to walk?”
“Because I wanted to be alone with you.” I swear I saw a blush appear on his cheeks.
“Oh.” Was all I said looking away from him.
“Can I kiss you?” His question caught me off guard.
I turned my gaze to him seeing he was inches away from my face. “Andy…”
“What?” I felt his breath on my face; no traces of alcohol in it.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” I whispered.
“I’m willing to take that chance.” He confirmed leaning closer.
“Don’t write a song about me.” He chuckled before closing the gap between our lips. I reacted quickly pulling him closer by wrapping my fingers in his hair. His arms tightened around my waist trying to get rid of any space between us. I lost track of my thoughts and forgot all of the bad things. I pulled away out of breath; Andy was too but he was grinning.
“Wow.” He breathed out. “I’m glad I kissed you.”
“You can kiss me again if you’d like.” And that is what he did.

Notes

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