Chapter 8

Drunk

Bex's P.O.V

A football game. What on Earth do you wear to a football game that you can double over to a party? I mean, I've never been to a High school football game. I've been to parties...Well, I've been to celebrity parties, not High school parties.

"Knock, knock." Came a voice behind me. I turned to see my mom standing there. "Can I come in?"

"Since when does anyone ask to come in my room?" I retorted, turning back to my closet. She didn't say anything else, but I heard the springs on my bed, so I knew she hadn't left. Of course she hadn't left. I was having a mid-life crisis at the age of fourteen and I needed my mom's help.

I all of a sudden felt bad about myself. I hadn't meant to be so snappy with her. Life was hard enough. After the miscarriage and then she stayed in her room for five months. And after all that, she still comforted me after my break-up. I shouldn't have been so mean to her.

"Mom." I sighed, turning back to her. She looked up to me from the bed, sadness in her eyes. I had been really mean to her. "I'm sorry." I sat on the bed beside her and rested my head on her shoulder. "I didn't mean to yell at you." She wrapped her arms around me and rested her head on top of mine.

"It's okay, Bex." She whispered into my hair. We just stayed there, in that position for ages. Neither of us said a word, neither of us moved an inch. But It wasn't uncomfortable or awkward, we just felt right.

"Come on then." Mom said, moving away from me. I looked up to her as she got up from the bed. "We're going to find you an outfit to wear tonight." She told me. A smile spread across my face, lighting it up in a happier mood. I knew mom was up to something.

Courtney's P.O.V.

"You look..." But words couldn't describe how my daughter looked. Bex was amazing. It had taken the good part of two hours, but she was finally dressed. A pair of black skinny jeans hugged her developing curves, with her bright rainbow belt resting on her left hip and sliding down her right leg. She was wearing a plain white tank top, with a midnight blue t-shirt underneath. Around her neck hung her 'Rainbow' necklace; it said the word 'Rainbow', with a different color of the rainbow for each letter. On her feet she wore her favorite multi-colored hi-tops, she never went anywhere without a pair of hi-tops or converse.

I flashed out of my daydream. My little girl was finally growing up. I couldn't believe she was almost fifteen. It was scary how time flew past without you noticing.

"Mom." Bex reached out and hugged me. "I'm sorry." She said.

"For what?" I asked, moving back a bit so I could look her in the eyes. She had the same amazing eyes as Duncan; icy blue and very piercing, as if they could see right through you.

"For being me..." I couldn't believe my ears. "I mean, come on, I'm not an easy person to get along with. I argue a lot and I never listen to you, but you never give up on me." I smiled and pulled her back into a hug.

"That's because I love you." I told Bex. I did love her, I loved every last thing about her. "I would never give up on you, Bex. Never." I knew she was smiling, and I was nearly in tears. Everything that had happened over the last few months had been so much to take in.

"Come on." I said, breaking the hug and taking her hand in mine. "Let's go give Duncan a heart attack by giving you some make-up." Her little face lit up even more when I mentioned make-up. Duncan would never let her wear the stuff-and it was a very rare thing for Bex to listen to Duncan's instructions-so the only kind she knew was stage make-up. But, it was a special occasion. I was going to let her wear it.

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Bex's P.O.V

"YOU WERE AMAZING OUT THERE!" I yelled over the noise, practically pouncing on Mason. It was all because of his final pass that the team had won. If it wasn't for his quick reflexes, the school would have lost a football game. The first of the season...Or so I was told.

"Thanks!" Mason shouted back, picking me up and spinning me around in a circle. When he placed me back on my feet, my head was a bit dizzy. "You ready to go to the party?" He asked and I smiled widely in reply. Mason placed his hand in mine and weaved the two of us through the crowd, till we came to a, well, I don't know a lot about cars, but as far as I could see, it was a silver Lexus. What brand, make or whatever, I couldn't tell you.

I had no idea whose car it was, so I was hesitant to get in. Mason opened up the door and jumped into the back seat. If Mason was in there, he must have known the person, right?

"Come on!" He hurried me and I scooted into the back seat with my friend. I instantly heard a wolf whistle coming from the driver seat.

"She's even hotter than the last one and," he removed the sunglasses from his eyes and turned to look at me, "famous, too!" Mason kicked the driver's seat and the boy laughed. He must have been at least nineteen, if not, older.

"She's not my girlfriend, you jackass!" Mason hissed at him. I'd never seen Mason angry before, or even heard him swear before. I just couldn't help but wonder who that guy was. "Bex, this is my brother, Ryan." I instantly understood the change in Mason. Siblings did that to people. Mine did that to me.

"Whatever, kiddo." Ryan smirked, turning back to face the steering wheel. "You two off to the party, then?" He asked, starting the car up.

"No." Mason replied, sarcastically, of course. I was actually quite enjoying the arguing, apart from the awkwardness I was also feeling from being caught in between it.

Ryan started driving away from the school. Mason turned to me and smiled. I could tell he was sorry for his brothers behavior, but I didn't mind. I could see why he thought me and Mason were together. And he had said I was hotter than Marisol, that was a bonus in itself.

"Don't stay out too late, short ass." Ryan said, looking at Mason in the mirror as we pulled up in front of someone's house. I knew instantly that it was the house of the person hosting the party. There was loud music blasting and flashing lights from the windows. It was a party alright. There were students from every year at school, just hanging around, running around like maniacs. Yep, it was definitely a high school party.

"Whatever." Was Mason's reply. He opened up the car door on his side and got out. I scooted along the back seats and followed him. As soon as I was out, Mason slammed the door shut and Ryan drove off. "Sorry about him." Mason apologized. "He honestly was my last resort for transportation."

"It's okay." I told him. I really wasn't too bothered by Mason's brother. He was a jerk, from what I had gathered anyway, but he wasn't too bad. Compared to the jerks I knew, he really wasn't.

Mason smiled at me and I smiled back. The two of us walked up to the front of the door, Mason receiving many hugs from girls and guy hugs from guys. Ryan had taken the long way to the party, so everyone from the game had beaten the two of us there.

As we walked in, I was hit by the strong stench of beer. It filled the whole of my body and made me feel sick. How anyone could drink that stuff, I had no idea.

No One's P.O.V.

Bex and Mason were on the dance floor, holding hands with one hand and each had a bottle of vodka in the other. It must have been their fifth, maybe sixth bottle of the night. They were both far past tipsy by then.

The two were only fourteen, neither old enough to drink, let alone let that much alcohol enter their systems. But neither seemed to care after drinking so much. They both had no idea what they were doing anymore.

"Hey." Bex called to Mason, stopping her dancing and taking a swig from her bottle. "My heads hurting." Mason nodded his head in response. He set his drink down on a nearby table and then motioned his head to the staircase.

"Let's go upstairs for a bit, then." He suggested. A wide smile spread across Bex's face. She placed her drink down with Mason's and dashed for the staircase, dragging the poor boy along with her hand in his.

Upstairs, there were still loads of people around. Bex pulled Mason along the crowded upstairs hallway, along to the very end room. She pushed open the door as if she knew exactly where she was going, but, in reality, she had no idea what she was doing.

The two found themselves in what looked to be a guest room. There was a neatly made bed and squeaky clean feel to the room. Of course, being slightly drunk, neither noticed that about the place.

Mason pushed Bex down onto the bed. She smirked up to him, pulling him in closer to her by the collar of his football jacket. The two were just staring at each other, their noses rubbing against each other. Bex let out a small giggle, which Mason replied to by moving in even closer to Bex.

Their lips grazed each others, sending tingles down both of their bodies. Mason took in a deep breath and pressed his lips to Bex's. Bex responded by wrapping her arms around his neck without hesitation.

Slowly, Bex lowered herself down onto the bed, making Mason on all fours over her. The two didn't separate their lips for anything. Mason started to lick and nip at Bex's bottom lip, causing her to move it away from her top one. The teen boy slid his tongue into her mouth, through the gap that was now between her lips. Bex didn't resist.

Coming up for breath, Mason caught sight of Bex's eyes on him. She was gently trailing her finger tips up and down his chest, making him tingle all over. Mason stooped down and licked up and down Bex's neck with his saliva filled tongue.

Bex's bit down on her bottom lip. She was really enjoying the position they were in, but she wasn't truly aware of what was going on. It was as if she wasn't in control of herself anymore. Someone else had taken over her body and mind, leaving her as an empty body.

"COPS!" Someone shouted out from the other side of the closed bedroom door. Mason jumped away from Bex. There was the sound of scattering feet from everywhere in the house.

Police sirens could be heard from outside the bedroom window. Mason carefully moved aside the closed curtain. In the distance, he could see the car approaching.

"SHIT!" He called out. Even he knew that was a bad thing. Trying to think quick on his feet, Mason jumped off the bed and grabbed Bex's hand.

"Where are we going?" She asked as Mason dragged her from the bedroom and back down the hallway. He pushed open the door just before the staircase and ran to the window. He slid it open and hoped out, landing on a lower roof top.

"Come on!" He hissed at Bex, who, if she had been in the right state of mind, would have yelled at him. Bex sighed and, dizzily, sat on the windows edge. She swung her legs over and Mason helped her down.

"You done this 'fore?" Bex asked, hiccupping. She held her hand over her mouth and giggled again.

"This is my cousins house." Mason told her, but it wasn't as if she was paying much attention to him. "Watch your step." He told her as the two jumped down onto an even smaller roof to the side of the middle one.

"Where are we," hiccup, "going?" Bex asked, but Mason was already lowering himself onto the floor from the lower roof. He held his arms up to Bex, who slid herself down into them. Their faces were inches apart again, but, as Bex leaned in for another kiss, Mason moved away, pulling her down the grassy lawn out the back of the house.

"I can't take you home, not like this." Mason said. It was as if all the alcohol had been washed from his system. Or, it had never been there to begin with.

Mason hadn't drunk that much, really. Every time he had a new bottle of vodka, it was because he hadn't finished the last one. He knew he was going to have to stay sober if Bex wasn't, but that wasn't going to stop him from having some fun with the girl he had a crush on.

"I'll have to take you to my house." He told her. Mason grabbed his cell phone from his pocket, ducking the two of them down to the floor as the music was shut off from the party. The police had arrived and obviously stormed the place. Mason knew his cousin was in for it then. He would have gone back and bailed him out, but he had Bex to worry about before he even thought of anyone else.

"Hello?" Came Ryan's voice down the phone.

"Ryan, come pick us up." Mason said.

"Where you at?" Ryan asked. "Still at the house?"

"Yeah, but we'll meet you at the end of the road." Mason told his brother.

"Right, shorty." Without a goodbye from either of them, they both hung up.

"Come on, Bex." Mason said. There was a fence at the bottom of the garden. Mason moved down to around the middle, Bex following behind, and pushed one of the wooden planks out of place. He squeezed through the gap and called for Bex to do the same. She sucked in her gut and moved through, even though she hadn't needed to hold her breath while doing it.

Mason placed the wood plank back belonged and grabbed Bex by the wrist again. He pulled her down another patch of grassy land on the opposite side of the fence to the house. The two ran for about five minutes, without a single word between them, before they came to the end of the grass and onto the road again. Ryan's car was parked across the street.

The two teenagers ran from one side of the road to the other, jumping into the back of Ryan's car. There was nothing but an uncomfortable silence between the three the entire car journey home. It was too awkward for Mason to talk, Bex was asleep and Ryan was just laughing to himself about what had happened as they drove past the party house. It hadn't really been the night any of them were expecting it to be.

A/N: I hope this long chapter makes up for my absence...

Oh, Bex...Why do you do this to yourself?

...BECAUSE I MAKE YOU IS NOT AN ACCEPTABLE ANSWER, YOUNG LADY!

It's late...My eyes hurt...

I WENT TO SEE DARK SAHDOWS TODAY! With my nana and my cousin :D HAD FUN! Was an alright film! More mature than what I thought it would have been...

My cat's broken...Poor Gizzy...

BUT MY CHAIR IS FIXED!

Sorry I've been MIA for a little while...College and stuff...And books. Read a good book trilogy called Chaos Walking, do go read them and come cry over the ending with me...

Thank you to;

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I love you guys...

...You probably don't love me back...BUT IT'S ALL GOOD!

...Because I can smell something spicy! WTF is that? Smells like Indian food...

MUST INVESTIGATE! Because I'm hungry...

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Spellchecker's Note: Meh, can't be bothered uploading it for her, I'm in a giggly mood at the moment, more focused on MY Mason. Well he's not mine but he's my mate (friend in Australian slang), I'm currently Skyping him and he keeps talking about my hair. Weird friends are weird. So I'm gonna go back to talking to Mason, and email this to Chloe. Bye guys xx Maddi