I don't know how it happened again, but it did. It was worse this time because Will was drunk. I somehow agreed to go to an end of finals party. It was basically there for all the students could say a big "fuck you" to all the exams and end of year tests they were put through.

Reyna texted me asking if Will and I would go to the party, so I stupidly asked him if he wanted to go. "Really Neeks? This would be great Cecil texted me earlier asking me the same thing. We could all go together!"

He seemed happy to go and he was studying really hard the last few weeks so I told Reyna yes. When we got there it was similar to the last party I was at. Old house, crowds of people drinking, and loud music blaring from speakers somewhere in the house.

I was kinda surprised none of the neighboring houses or buildings for that matter didn't call the cops for a noise complaint. Reyna met up with Thalia of course and Will talked to his friend Lou about trying to find Cecil.

"Just because I'm his girlfriend does not mean I know where the Hell he is all the time," Lou yelled to Will but I overheard the conversation. I wasn't eavesdropping or anything they were just yelling and I was close enough to hear it.

"We should try and find him before he steals anything . . . again," Will yelled back at Lou. "Nope, that fucker can go to jail for all I care."

I couldn't help but laugh at her comment, it sounded like something I would say. Will sighed and let go of the topic.

Unlike the last party, I knew a few people here. Not many, but just enough to feel not completely alone. Though it's not like they really talked to me for long, if at all. They more or less said hi and walked to talk to their true friends.

I, as you can guess, wasn't one to make the first move to talk with someone. Growing up it was more of an anxiety of mine and now I just don't care. If you cant say hi to me you're not worth my time, I think.

I finished my drink (coke again) and threw it somewhere in the kitchen. It didn't matter where people who threw these parties were animals anyway so it's not like it mattered. I pushed my way through the exit door and out into the coldish night.

Normal people wouldn't think it was cold but in all honesty, I got cold easy and anything under sixty (fifteen Celsius) was cold to me.

It could be the fact I'm slightly underweight or just bad genetics, properly both. I could hide the fact I was underweight by wearing the baggy clothes I wear like in the colder seasons I wear my favorite aviator jacket over a sweatshirt. However, in the summer it was a little more difficult to hide.

I knew if it got any worse Hazel would make me weigh myself weekly with her supervision because she would not trust me to tell her the truth.

I don't mean to not eat it just kinda happens when you never sleep. I love food don't get me wrong its just difficult to eat sometimes. I also forget to eat a lot. I told Hazel that once and two years later she still texts me reminders to eat.

I managed to find a good tree and climbed into, not high but to a comfortable branch. I lit a cigarette and just watched the leaves sway. I needed to get out of there. It's just too many people for me to deal with.

I thought about what I was going to do after school. I was graduating this year and it scared me to think of the thought what now. I would hopefully be able to find a job within the area. I did not want to move again and I wanted to stay close to Hazel. I needed her and I hoped she still needed me a little bit.

I took the last few drags out of my cigarette and jumped out of the tree. It hurt my leg but nothing more than a numb feeling after I walked back into the house. I luckily found Reyna and this time she was not sucking faces with her girlfriend. "Nico, where the crap were you?" I shrugged in response.

"So verbal," she comments. "Your roommate is getting wrecked," she laughed half drunk herself. "He was singing," Thalia adds. I walked off to see if I could watch Will embarrass himself.

Soon enough I walked into the room and an arm goes around my shoulder. I was going to elbow them in the stomach when I realized it was Will. He reeked of alcohol and was only talking in drunken slurs.

"Neko!" he shouted. I would have asked him if I looked like a cat to him but knew in his state it would have been useless. "You smell get off of me," I said trying to get out of his grip but it was no use.

"Nooope can't go, Nico," he said slurring his words yet again. I hated dealing with drunk people. Whether they were mean or nice when drunk it was still annoying for one of the only sober people there.

"Why is that?" I asked biting my tongue. I was not going to be a dick, after all, I had to live with the guy and knowing him, he would forget everything except how I yelled at him. "Because you have a cute ass. I can't let someone else- wait what I love this song!"

Before I could processes what he said or get away from him. He pulled me into a dance to a song I didn't know. The beat was nice but like most modern songs the lyrics sucked.

Did he really just say I had a nice ass? I asked myself as he pulled on my arms. I suddenly felt my face turn red. I did my best to just shake it off, he meant nothing by it. He's probably just drunk and messed up his words. Even if part of me wanted him to mean the words.

Hey, in my defenses he was a hot dude and blonde, which were my type for some reason. I looked around but his friends were nowhere to be found. "I guess I'm stuck with you," I muttered. I tried to think of a way to get him to leave.

There was no way I was going to babysit a twenty-something year old. "Will," I yelled to wishing I didn't. He immediately looked in my direction, his blue eyes in direct contact with my brown eyes. I don't think I ever noticed just how blue his eyes were and just how bright they were.

"W-we need to go back home," I stuttered but pulled him by his wrist. He walked along with me only stopping to say hi to someone I had no idea if he even knew or was just talking to strangers.

When we stopped I felt his eyes on me or rather my butt. "Will, my eyes are up here," I told him rolling my eyes. "Right, right, eyes got it."

Thalia and Reyna walked over to me both grinning. "Looks like you got yourself a boyfriend there Neeks," Reyna said smugly. Will only nodded to what she said. Which didn't help.

"I'm going to take him home. Are you two okay to drive?" I asked hoping they'd say yes. "I am she's definitely not," Thalia said. "No worries, go get your boyfriend home," she grinned then winked at me.

"You're not going to let this go, are you?" I asked. She shook her head no of course. "Thought so."

I pulled Will out of the house with force because all he did was talk to people. Even drunk he was more social than me in all my years put together. "Get into the car."

"Only if you give me your number," he said with a smirk. "I will if you get into the car," I said once again keeping my comments to myself. We live together and I know you already have my number.

After ten minutes and me agreeing to a date he got into the car. Part of me really just wanted to leave him there, but the right things in life are always the most difficult.

I drove slowly just going the speed limit. That was difficult to do in a Mustang, I barely even touched the gas pedal the whole drive back.

Lucky when we got home he was winding down and listened to what I said. I pulled into the garage and helped him into the house. I hanged my keys up and asked for his. "You'll have to get them if you want them, hahah."

I hit him. I'm not proud of doing it but it had to be done. If I could go back in time fuck yes I'd do it again.

I grabbed a bag from under the sink and helped him to his room. "Sit," I told him pointing to the bed. "And no jokes."

I pulled his shoes off and took his jeans off. Thank the gods he had underwear on. "The bag is if you feel sick and are going to throw up, understand?"

He nodded and passed out on his bed. I pulled the covers up and made sure he was on his side just in case he threw up in his sleep or something. I put the bag near his head and walked out of his room shutting the door behind me.

I looked through his pockets and hung up the keys and set his phone on the kitchen counter. "Might as well do some laundry."

I did just that. I took what was in the washer and put it into the dryer and folded what was in the dryer. Very interesting as it always is.

After I put all of my stuff away I walked to my room and got changed into comfy clothes. I was too tired to get a shower so I just got into bed.

I turned my tv on and got under the covers. It was nice to be in bed my legs and feet hurt and it was just nice. I don't know house to describe it. You know the feeling you get when you get into bed after a long day and it's just like heaven.

I put on a random channel and tried to get comfortable. The only way I could get a good (or my definition of a good) night's sleep was to turn my tv on. In the past and sometimes currently I have sleep paralysis.

It was a shitty thing to have to live with. Even knowing you have it and knowing what's happening doesn't help. You still can't move and you know you can't call for help no matter how much you want to.

The old hag is one that is common to see for me and of course is the worst one for me. If you have no idea what sleep paralysis is or what the old hag looks like google them.

For me, the old hag looks like a dark figure till she gets closer than you see her hateful eyes and sagging skin. She looked like an old version of my mother. I did my best to not think about it and just go to bed but instead, she woke me up as normal.

After maybe two hours of sleep, I gave up and started reading until a ray of light entered my dark room.