author's note: Hi, this is my first story that I've ever published so I'm a bit nervous about whether people will like it or not. Please read and review, constructive criticism only, no hate.
also this will be a multi fic, I'm not entirely sure where it's going so we'll all just have to wait and see. As I am currently studying at uni please be patient. I'll update as often as I can but uni comes first.
Why? Am I doomed to fail? Will I ever finish this degree? All I want to do is travel. See the world, experience new things. Maybe even get a job. Everyone's going to be furious. Sure they won't show it so much but I know how they'll react. Mum will be disappointed. She'll say you did you best and that's what matters, there's always next semester. But the disappointment is there, written on her face. She'll be thinking where did I go wrong with this son? Uncle Thorin won't say anything. He might grunt to acknowledge that I said something but he'll sit there and fume in silence because he's wasted all this money on me to go to uni and I've wasted it all by not being finished yet, and he'll have to fork out even more money so I can keep going. He already thinks its bad enough that I'm doing a shitty arts degree that won't get me anywhere and now I'm failing even that. And Fili. Fili will smile at me with that sad smile and say everything will be alright but he doesn't believe that anymore. I'm just his disappointing little brother who can do anything right. Just an embarrassment.
Kili was staring at his final results for the semester. Four fails. Add that to the two fails he had gotten last semester and he would be placed on academic probation for the next year. This year had been a total disaster. Two weeks in to the beginning of first semester Lydia had broken up with him. They had been together for the last three years. Kili had thought that everything had been fine between them. She had graduated last year and gotten a job as a secretary at a local law firm, it wasn't that far from campus so they could still hang out. But Lydia had said they had nothing in common anymore and broke it off. A couple of weeks after that Kili had seen her with another guy making out passionately at the bus stop in town. That destroyed his hopes completely of ever getting back together.
So as not to feel the pain, Kili started to drink away his problems and dabble in drugs, which seemed to always be available in the dorms. He knew what had been the problem in first semester and had decided to get things back on track for second but somehow it just didn't seem to work out.
Now Kili was facing the prospect of spending the next two months at home with everyone's disappointment.
That Friday night Kili got completely trashed. It was an end of semester party and Kili was determined to get so drunk that he wouldn't be able to move for a few days. He figured at least this way his family could get over their shock of him being a failure and he'd still be too drunk to care.
The party was at a mate's house just off campus. When Kili arrived it seemed as though half the student population were already there. Music was blaring out of the house from a number of open windows and there were plenty of students laughing and drinking out the front. Some of them seemed to be already drunk, or high. Kili headed inside to find a beer or three and see if he could find anyone he knew. Inside he was pointed in the direction of the backyard where a kid's inflatable pool had been filled with ice and alcohol. After grabbing a few beers Kili meandered through the crowd, keeping an eye out for anyone he knew. He saw a few people from some of his classes but no one he knew well. Eventually he found himself in a corner of the yard which had been commandeered by the resident potheads. There Kili stayed smoking and drinking til he eventually passed out.
When Kili woke up and opened his eyes, the world was spinning and the sky was too bright. As he rolled over on to his side, Kili groaned and rubbed his eyes thinking he was probably to only person still there. However when he could finally focus on his surroundings, he saw that there were others passed out in the yard. Surprisingly, there were quite a lot of people still there. Very slowly Kili sat up. Everything hurt. His head, his back, his eyes, his hair. He didn't know that hair could hurt. He looked at his watch which was still on his wrist. 9:45. Normally he would have still been out to it for another twelve hours at least. Kili could have sworn he had gotten outrageously drunk and mildly high. Just then one of the guys who lives in the house, or at least Kili thought he did, came over to him.
"Hey man, you alright?" he asked, a concerned look on his face.
"What day is it?" Kili asked.
"Its Saturday, not quite 10 am. The party was only last night. Which dorm you in? We've organised a booze bus to take everyone back to their dorms. I'm Ben by the way."
"Kili. I'm in Redman." Kili replied.
"Excellent," said Ben. "Come on let's get you out the front. The bus should be back soon and there are others waiting out there."
Ben crouched down beside Kili wrapping an arm under his and helping him to stand up. Kili's whole world shifted then and he nearly passed out. He would have fallen over if it hadn't been for Ben holding him up. Somehow, Ben got Kili up the stairs, through the house, around the bodies of passed out people still there, and out to the front where the bus was waiting. It was a twelve seater but already it was full of very hungover people.
Ben helped Kili up in to the last empty seat and said to the driver, "this one's for Redman House." Ben then said to Kili, "take it easy man, drink lots of water and get plenty of sleep. And good luck with everything." And with that he was gone.
The trip back to his dorm was fairly short an uneventful but for Kili it was excruciatingly painful. With a pounding headache and churning stomach coupled together with the motion of the bus, he couldn't get out fast enough when the bus did finally stop in front of his dorm. Kili stumbled out of the bus and on to the lawn in front of the dorm and threw up. A few people walked passed him on their way to wherever they were going but no one stopped to see if he was okay. Once Kili was feeling steadier and had stopped throwing up, he staggered up to his room where he shed his clothes and passed out on his bed.