We'd spent every night for a week partying. It didn't matter where, who with or what we drank; we partied like our lives depended on it. I did it to numb all that was going on in my life whereas Tori did it entirely for me, like always. The more I drank and smoked the more I forgot all the troubles surrounding my average life. I forgot my parents divorce and mainly I forgot that I was the main reason behind it. I didn't care about the hangover the day after all I cared about was the buzzing feeling I got everytime I drank or got high. So tonight was no different. New day, new party.

I'm not really sure why I straightened my hair for this party. Maybe it was just for the pictures Tori and I took while getting ready. Tori had insisted on making us pose for her camera several times; pouting, laughing and smiling as she snapped away. I only agreed as I know these pictures will never go online for anyone to see.

The moment I walked into the house party I started sweating and regretted doing my hair at all. I probably look awful but Tori was grinning at me like a Cheshire Cat so as long as she liked what she saw that was all that mattered. It's dark and hot in the basement where the main party is and I'm not sure where anyone I know is but that doesn't matter. I have a cold beer in my hand and my girl by my side so I'm content.

"Jade, I need to pee!" Tori pouted at me, hopping up and down and doing a little dance.

"Why didn't you go before we got here?" I cocked my eyebrow up at the dancing girl.

She chuckled drunkenly. "You sound like my Mom."

I glared at her. "Don't ever say that again." I grabbed at her hand, dragging her through the crowd of people.

The basement is so crowded I actually have to push people and even crawl around a few. Finally, we make it to the stairs. When we get to the top, I find out that the upstairs is practically as crowded as the basement. I ignore Tori's bladder and navigate my way to the bar that had caught my eye. There were three large bottles of vodka and several crates of beer when I first arrived. The bars located just off the kitchen. Joey, the kid who lives here, must have pretty ignorant parents to leave a teenager home alone for a night with one hundred dollars, a bar full of alcohol, and only the guidance of his grandparents who live a town over. It's a shame really to think about the lack of trust his parents will have for him after tonight. Unless of course he gets away with this chaos.

"Jade, you said we'd find the bathroom. I really need to go!" Tor whined into my ear.

I grabbed two more red cups full of alcohol as well as a bottle of vodka and lead Tori to the nearest bathroom. When we reach the bathroom, the line is full of girls.

"Do boys not have bladders?" Tori groans, holding her stomach and looking uncomfortable.

Luckily, the line moves pretty quickly although that's mostly because girls are going in three at a time. Tori is fidgeting constantly by the time we're able to go in.

"Turn around." She insists as I slam the door shut.

"What?" I turn the lock on the door, turning to face her properly.

"Turn around." She repeats.

"Tori, you're only peeing." I mock.

"I know but I get shy."

I rolled my eyes hard as I turned around to face the mirror. "Happy now?" I question as I fix my hair and make-up.

She chuckles. "Thank you."

From outside the door a few muffled shouts echo around the bathroom. "Cops are here! Run everyone, the cops!"

I turn around slowly and quietly as Tori freezes. I witness her whole body shaking. Her eyes are screaming run, but she's so positively terrified that she doesn't move a muscle.

"The doors locked, don't worry." I whisper quickly in an attempt to reassure her. I switch the light off and pull out my phone. "It's only just gone eleven, what a kill joy." I use my phone for light although I can sense even having my torch on is scaring Tori into thinking we'll be caught.

Tori and I are trapped in the bathroom. We're too far from any exit to try to make a run for it. We're stuck.

"What if it's my Dad?" Tori's eyes widen even more.

"Why would it be? You're paranoid."

"He's working tonight! He doesn't know I'm out. If I get caught I'll be in so much trouble!" She sits on the toilet lid, running her fingers through her hair. "We have to get out of here!"

"I thought your parents knew you were out tonight?"

She shook her head. "I've been out so much recently that my Mom said I had to stay in for a few nights to calm down. So I sneaked out of my bedroom window to come tonight."

"What!"

"Shh!" Tori whispers, putting her hand over my mouth. "I used to climb out of my window as a kid for fun, my parents always hated it though and said it was dangerous. But I did it tonight and just left my window open a crack so I can climb back in later. They never check on me at night so I knew I'd be safe but I didn't expect the cops to show up! It's going to be my Dad I can just tell. I bet he's outside this door right now. I'm going to be grounded for life!" Tori groaned.

"He's not going to find out cause we're going to get out of here."

"How?"

"Out the window." I pointed towards the small window above the sink.

"You're kidding right?"

I shook my head. "Nope. You gave me the great idea while telling your story." I stood up to get a better look at the window. "I'll go out of it first so I'm able to have a look out and help you down. Okay?"

Tori looked sceptical. "But it's tiny and what if the cops are circling the house?"

"Don't be so dramatic. They're here to bust a teenage party, not a kidnapping situation." I pull myself up onto the sink, pushing at the window a few times before it pops opens. "Are you in?"

Tori nodded. "I guess."

I force my body feet first through the small gap. My feet dangle for a few moments before I begin to drop and land heavy on the floor below. My hand stings as I let go of the window ledge, noticing a small cut on the palm of my hand. "Coast is clear." I whisper to her.

Tori hangs her head out the window before sticking her legs out. She struggles slightly before pushing her entire body through. I place my hands on her legs and hips, slowly helping her down to the ground.

"Let's get out of here." I grab at her arm as we run. From behind us we can see the blue and red lights flashing in the distance with the muffled sounds of cops fading away. The further we get from the chaos the more we begin to relax; laughter filling the silence between us.

"This is crazy!" Tori laughed as we ran.

"I know."

Tori panted as we stopped running. "That was so scary."

I sat down on the sidewalk trying to make sense of what just happened. "You're such a baby."

"I thought we were going to get in trouble!" Tori sat beside me, still giggling.

"I wouldn't let that happen. I wonder if anyone got caught. Maybe I should call Joey and see-"

"Jade, you're bleeding!" Tori grabbed at my hand as she gasped. "What happened?"

I took my hand from her, ignoring all the blood. "I think I cut it climbing out the window. It's fine though really."

"Doesn't look it. We need to clean it up." Tori took my hand back, examining it more intensely.

"Do you carry round a first aid box?" I eyed her up and down sarcastically. She was wearing blue denim shorts and a low cut pale yellow t-shirt with flip flops. The only thing she'd brought with her was her PearPhone.

She smirked at me. "Nope. But there's a beach right down the road and salt water is really good for open wounds."

"Fuck off." I snatched my hand off her protectively. "You know I hate the ocean."

"You need to clean it or else it'll get infected. It looks gross, Jade."

"Thanks." I deadpan. I can tell she won't take no for an answer by the stern look on her face. "I'll make a deal with you."

"I'm listening."

"Most beaches have taps with clean water on them to clean you feet with, right? I'll go to the beach and clean my hand under one of them."

"Okay." Tori smiled. "Good compromise."

"Lead the way, nurse Tori."

...

Tori washes my hand gently under the cold water when we reach the beach. She watches my face carefully each time she touches the small wound, making sure she isn't hurting me. She blows gently on my palm and plants a kiss on it before letting go and smiling softly at me. "See, that wasn't so bad."

I lean in to hug her and kiss her cheek. "Thank you."

She blushes slightly at me. "Want to walk along the beach?"

"Sure." I hand Tori a bottle of vodka I'd swiped from the party before we ran. "Drink up."

We walk towards a small pile of wood that had obviously been made earlier. In the dark we could just make out our shadows. To my left the noise of occasional traffic along a road nearby was the only blemish to the otherwise perfect natural surroundings. To my right the waves crashed against the shore in a soothing motion. The two of us were perhaps the only others adding to the noises.

Tori pours some of the vodka onto the wood. "You have a lighter, right?"

I nod and throw it to her, watching as she lights a fire. Slowly but steadily the fire grew and soon enough we were basking in the orange glow of the bonfire. "Nice work, Vega. I'm impressed."

"Girl scouts never taught us to make fires with vodka but you learn to improvise." She smirks as she sits cross legged by the fire.

The bonfire was mesmerizing, shooting out all different types of colors, noises and smells. We talked for what felt like hours as we enjoyed ourselves in the warm glow of the bonfire which was a far cry from the cold stares of people on the ordinary street behind us.

"I wish we had marshmallows." Tori licked her lips as her stomach rumbled.

"Me too."

"Maybe next time we can actually plan to do this and bring snacks, blankets and some music and not just vodka."

I took a sip from the bottle. "I'm not complaining about only drinking." I'd noticed that Tori had stopped drinking a long time ago, leaving me to finish the rest of the bottle.

"I like talking to you sober. I like remembering our nights and spending days together not hungover. Don't you?" She'd suddenly turned serious.

I crossed my brows at her. "I like being drunk."

"I know." She sighed.

Silence formed between us. The only sound was the crackling of the fire beside us.

Tori sat playing with the hem of her t-shirt nervously before looking over the fire at me. "You know it's not your fault, don't you?"

She didn't even need to explain what she was talking about for me to know what she meant. She knew I was blaming myself for my parents divorce and until now she'd not said anything about the situation. I ignored her; taking a long, hard drink of the vodka.

"And you know drinking will only stop the pain for a few hours at a time. It's not a cure. Sometimes you need to just feel the pain to get better. You have to hit rock bottom before you can start to move up again."

"Right, because you know all about pain? You're Miss happy go lucky Vega." I snapped.

Tori didn't react to my venom, only sighing again at the situation. "It's okay to be sad." She chewed on her bottom lip. "When my Grandmother died a few years ago I thought I'd never get over the pain. I bottled it all up because I wanted to be strong for my Mom but that only made me angry and hurt more until one day I exploded. After that I realized that it was okay to be sad and the more I cried and talked about it the better I felt."

"Good for you." I could tell I'd hurt her feelings immediately after I spoke. "I didn't mean that." I took back my words quickly although I could still see the hurt on Tori's face. "It's just different. No one died. My parents are separating and it's my fault."

"You told me they almost divorced once before. Was that your fault too?"

I shook my head. "No and I don't want to talk about it."

"Okay." Tori stayed quiet for a while just watching the fire slowly burn out.

I lay on the cool sand, dropping the bottle beside me. I closed my eyes for a few moments before opening to let them adjust to the darkness surrounding me. Millions of bright stars sparkled above me. "My Grandpa used to tell me stories about the stars when I was a kid. I was fascinated by them so he'd take me star gazing. He told me that each star is like our sun and each has it's own solar system so can you just imagine how many other worlds there are up there? Just like ours."

Tori moved over towards me and lay beside me, looking up at the stars. "It's crazy when you think of it like that. Maybe there's another Tori and Jade on one of those earths."

"We really are so small in the grand scheme of things. There are so many stars up there, so many other planets, so many other potential living creatures and here I am worrying about me, myself and I."

"It's okay, Jade. Life is not fair. It will get worse. But after that nothing gets worse."

"I know you're right. I just hate admitting it."

Tori smiled smugly at me. "And anyway, there may be millions of stars and moons and suns up there that make you feel insignificant. But you are my sun, my moon and all of my stars."

A genuine smile pulled at my lips. "Trust you to make any moment, good or bad a soppy moment."

Tori lent over me as she looked into my eyes. Her eyes always melted me. They emphasized her beauty; but in the moonlight, they looked even more heavenly. As she leaned in, I knew I would never forget this moment or this perfect night with my girlfriend.

Her lips moved softly over mine slowly moving down to reach my jaw, tracing the lines of my ear to my collarbone. They were so warm against my skin; and for that moment, I forgot where I was. I couldn't stop my heart from pounding in my chest. I lifted my hands out of hers, and pulled them up high to her shoulders, where I entwined them with her soft light brown hair that was flowing down her back. She put her hands down at my waist while pulling me closer to her chest. I was hers, and she was mine; and the moon and the stars were our witnesses that night.

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